Christmas 2001.

We had a good day.

  • Slept in… kinda. Mom called at 09:30. Even though this violates “The 10:00 Rule,” it was okay for a couple of reasons: It was mom and it was a holiday. She was calling to see if her package had gotten here. It hadn’t. She told me to call back when it got there.
  • Dad called… while I was talking to Mom. I called him back and also talked to Grandma and Adam (my younger brother).
  • The postman rang the doorbell. Yes, I said “the postman.” Even though there is no First Class mail delivery on Sundays and holidays, we (US Postal Service) work 24-7-365 (366 on leap years); Express Mail is delivered everyday.
  • I called Mom to let her know that the box was here. She asked if I liked the gifts. I told her that I didn’t know – I was just calling to let you know that it got here. Her response: “Well, call me back after you’ve opened everything and let me know what you think.” She said it so matter-of-factly. I [heart] my mother.
  • We opened our gifts, including the ones in the box from Mom.
  • We lazed around for a while and then headed to Sandi and Jim’s. MORE PRESENTS!!! We also watched Down to Earth, a remake/retelling of 1978’s Heaven Can Wait. It wasn’t as bad as I thought that it would be; I enjoyed it.
  • We came home and Jess is now getting ready for work.

Here are some pictures of four of the coolest gifts of the day:

  • From Kristen, my youngest sister, we have this.
  • Sandi and Jim got me this.
  • Jess got me this. (Same thing, different view.)
  • And, the coolest gift of the day, also from Jess, is: this.

I hope that everyone had a pleasant Christmas, as well. Angie and I may see Ali tonight, but that’s still up in the air. Oh well.

Until later…

Peace.