That’s what my Christmas Eve has consisted of, so far. Paper cuts from wrapping, lemon ginger cookies courtesy of Shaley, and crappy football courtesy of the Seahawks — the one touchdown they’ve managed just called back for holding. Hey, at least I got to see James Lofton, who’s now the receivers coach for the Chargers, and apparently, he can still catch a ball, because Hasselback threw one directly to him on the sidelines a bit ago. Perhaps he could show the Seattle receivers corps how it’s done? And did no one else want to buy ad time on CBS today but Viagra? Wow, folks, have fun explaining “painful erections” to your kids as you sit around the TV watching the game, preparing milk and cookies for Santa.
Anyway, it’s been a quiet, nice day so far. We’re all getting together at Shaley’s this evening after she gets back from the game, to hang out and eat, drink and be merry. Chocolate cherry martinis anyone? Then tomorrow, it’s off to play reindeer for Santa and help him distribute gifts at the hospital. Can you tell I’m trying really hard to to be Christmasy this year? It’s not so easy to do, when your family’s far away, but it’s fantastic to have the chance to be with my adopted family here, and to make things even ever-so-slightly better for someone else.
I’m signing off now, to go spend some quality time with Wii, Rayman’s Raving Rabbids and some tremendously loud music.
The happiest of Christmas Eves to you and all of yours…from me, and all of mine.