Is this Christmas!!!
Good morning … it’s just us. Merry Christmas!! It’s that special day and we’re celebrating it in fine style, but it’s already like in the afternoon – 1:30 pm and we’re just sitting down to right. I don’t know how long we’ll go on. We did for the record have one little nap for a half hour, so we’ve got that to our credit.Someone was waking up Sweetie Pie at 5:45 am this morning to do you know what … It seemed like there was nothing better to be doing on Christmas morning OTHER than to be opening Christmas presents. Apparently, Rich thought so … because after we found his coffee in the machine that’s about what we were doing.
But, before we go there I just want to say we’ve been a little dizzy throughout the day. I think there have been a lot of switches even for us … because every time we turn around something else is happening and now there is this big something or another because Rich hid the candy that we got for people at work somewhere we think in the house that he is referring to as “the bank.” That’s making for some panicky insiders who can’t figure out how to get to “the good stuff.” Rich is sitting calmly on the couch turning pages of the book and we go on just for so long before we’re being switched over to parts thinking of where else he could have hidden it.
It’s not a whole lot, but there are Christmas taffy’s and a bowl of little candy bars. I’m not sure if there is more, maybe. Like we said … it’s like an alcoholic being held inside the house by a wife with a cookie roller. Well Rich is more appealing than that, but the tactic isn’t much more gentle. “I’m just trying to help you.” Ya ya heard that, now where’s the CANDY!
Shhhhh, shhhhh quiet now. We can do this, right? Let’s try harder!
Chief is laying in our arms trying to give ourselves some moral support. He thinks we can do it if we just think of kitty treats. Uh oh … that was a planted thought.
No one got kitty treats and we’re down to one more packet of wet food. Guess that was kind of a necessary trick to be thinking. Yes dear, we’ll pass it on. They don’t know where to go exactly. Rich was given a couple new toys including a foam dart gun … he hasn’t used it against the cats, but that seems to be the intent of the gun … like just you wait … there’ll be a time. He did shoot off a test “rocket.” Yes, the thing crosses even our living room. Check, Check. He got a few toys like a dart game and a yo-yo. He says the games will go to our granddaughters – but they are “boy” games … we told him Joe tested out the dart game and approves. Rich says the yo-yo is his childhood nemesis because he could never do it right – so we gave him permission to bring it to Bob if he couldn’t do it.
That’s only fair … we didn’t know. We told him he could bring Bob the necklaces and rings to share with all his girls, but Rich seemed to think the girls were too grown up … and it was like going out with more than one person was real grown up??!
HMPF! We’re not going down that path again …
Ok, ok … then we’ll keep all the necklaces and rings ourselves … plastic is good enough for me double hmpf! Hmm, better be more careful. Rich & us just went “forever and ever” yesterday under the double green frogs … we’ll have to bury all the hatchets now. We’ll have to spread a lot of “be NICES!” Good Rich! Hehehe
There were so many gifts they were just impossible to remember all of them. Both Rich and us worked hard to stay under the limit … some things I thought he stretched like I got some socks AND a shower massage head with 5 sprayers … AND there was one gift the BIGGEST gift that is a family gift … it is a toaster oven. I know it is not like getting a car or something, but it is OUR first shared gift and it feels very special. We haven’t coordinated it yet. I might work on it when he’s out … at least do it the first time, and then he can see if he wants to put it somewhere else when he gets here? I don’t know. Maybe it should wait until we’ll both together?
Not sure. This being together is sometimes hard. Like if someone should come by and hide your Christmas candy. YEEKS!!!! That’s terrible!
Ok, shhh, shhh…
Hmpf! That’s all I’m saying.
There were other gifts though, right? I think they are having a hard time comparing even butter toffee hard candys next to butterfingers because the former is sugar free you know what I mean? We had stated to our disdain for all the smelling stuff for cleaning ourselves … such as lotions and butters and sprays and spritzes and such. We think that stuff is terrible because we abhor strange smells on us and this year as every year we got a stash of it and you are always left thinking … do I smell that bad? Why do people mess around in the privacy of other people smells … I just don’t get it. It’s so unkind and distasteful. Triple Hmpf. That’s the worst gift to receive. I’m sorry if you’re a person that has given these gifts. They make them specially attractive to give as gifts, but you know I’d rather have a couple twigs taped together with duct tape than to receive lotions I don’t want, but can’t seem to waste either by throwing out. I’ve got a shelve for them in my linen closet – in all assorted colors. PLEASE don’t get them. EVER!
Ok, ladies … that’s just the butterfinger’s talking … you know that don’t you? Just the candy bars. I’m sorry for anyone reading … we’re not in our right mind … you would know that already wouldn’t you. We’re like going through rehab here.
Ok, we’ve had some serious jello … we’re ok, we’re ok again. Breathe. We can do this. Shhhh. Relax girls … we can do this. We need to warm up those hands. Does somebody have a headache? Feels like a tiny one over the right ear to that eye.
Hmm, we don’t get them but what once every year or two … let’s hope that doesn’t develop. Maybe too much pressure for the day.
Maybe stay off presents for a while. Let’s keep it light. Sweetie Pie is in back of us sleeping right now. He had been reading, but he is resting. He never naps for very long and he is soooo cute when he sleeps. He puts his feet up usually on the coffee table then falls back into the pillows with his elbows settling into the lower cushions. It is a very deep couch. Sometimes you can hear little snorey sounds, but most often he is quiet. Today, he has on his stone washed jeans and one of his oldest short sleeved button-downed shirts. It is red and white striped like a candy cane and is as old as the relationship is. I wouldn’t doubt it wasn’t the first shirt he made love to us in. He rarely takes it out anymore, but it seemed like the right thing to do today. He’s just so special.
I sure hope he has been having a good holiday even though its been a quiet one.
Like we had said before … we started off with presents at quarter to six. We opened pretty much his/mine and back and forth all the way. I doubled up his a little bit, but not much and we had some work ones to even the score. It was very, very nice.
Nobody got cranky and it remained a feeling of discovery … so ok, he didn’t get into
the spatulas as much as I did, but then again I already stated my feelings on the “body lotions,” right? Ok, let’s pass on that this time. He was on the couch and he’d helped by putting my office chair on that side of the room so we were both comfortable. He held the plastic bag for the garbage by his legs and we both had piles on either side of us for gifts. There were a lot of them, but again … they were all little and unique to us. Sweet!
After gifts, we went to the kitchen and we watched Rich make omelet’s. WoW! He was masterful! Mine had green pepper, onion, mushroom, and pepperjack cheese, and his had the cheese and some meat. There might have been some usuage of energy hehehe and then I’m not sure … remember Rich had some calls and there was a shower – hmm, remember that all three of Rich’s kids and one of mine called to say Merry Christmas, I left a message with thom, and just touched base with Joe who was at his Grandmother’s. Rich talked to his mother too and confirmed times for today. He’s going over today and is supposed to get there at 4 pm. I guess dinner is at 5 pm.
He plans on leaving before dinner, but then I think he’s going to leave off his car and walk over to Bob’s for a drink before coming home … it’s just a half block or so. Then he will come home and we’ll watch a movie most likely and we’ll get to eat shrimp, cheese and crackers. WooHOOO. I don’t expect him until about 8 pm though. Maybe a little later.
Whoops … he just got up. He was going to shoot one of my kitties! I think that sponge gun went over well. He took a few things with him on his way out … always the practical one. I’m not sure what all I will do when he is gone. I suppose I should check to see if there are any specials on. I don’t think so, because I thought we spot checked yesterday. We had marked off in our mind – no TV. We usually don’t count on writing late in the afternoon or evening, and I’m not sure of the room. Feeling that strange feeling of not knowing what we do. We’re so used to getting home late, and then going to bed if Rich isn’t here.
posted by Ann Marie @ 12/26/2007 10:35:00 AM
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