Here’s hoping you had a wonderful Christmas, dudes. Or, if you didn’t celebrate Christmas, then at least had a good weekend. I think we can always hope for that.
Even beyond the giddy glee of opening presents on Christmas morning, the young dudes and I had a great day on Christmas. My wife, known to all of us as She Who Must Be Suffering Sometimes, Putting Up With Us, probably not as much.
See, we all had a wonderful time in the morning. We all agreed no one would get up before 8 am. Well, when I say we agreed, I really mean She Who Must Be Hanging On By Her Fingernails, and I threatened the young dudes with death, dismemberment and ignominious anonymous burial in a shallow grave somewhere, should we be awakened by them before the aforementioned hour. Also we’d start taking away presents given to them. Not sure which threat worked, but we did get to sleep until 8 am so that was nice.
Other than the tie forced on given to me by my sister and her family, the best gift I got was the new Amazon Kindle. It’s not much different from the last, but it does have the last Kindle beat in one important aspect: It’s new. I always lose my saving throw against the shiny new thing.
Non-materially based, the best part of the day was watching the rest of my family open presents and getting to see the joy on their faces as they opened presents I picked out for them. It’s always good to guess right. I think part of that is that when I guess right, it sort of confirms that I still know a little something about how their interior lives work. The young dudes and wife aren’t strangers to me, yet.
After a fantastic, traditional dinner of lasagna and spiral-cut ham and more present opening with my fantastic in-laws and wonderful sister-in-law and her beau, the immediate Jones family hit the theater to watch a very Christmas-y movie: True Grit, starring Jeff Bridges. I’ll be back with more on that later, but, for now, let’s just say that the remake has made the original version useful only as a curiosity. It was fantastic.
When we came out of the movie, it had started to snow and didn’t stop until the morning after. The best part, though, was getting to watch the Dr. Who Christmas special on the actual Christmas day instead of surfing the net, looking for badly filmed copies of copies and hoping we could understand it. The young dudes and I are huge Dr. Who fans and that was a great episode. Full of fun, quick, clever dialogue, great moments and more than a little silliness, specifically being towed through the air in a carriage pulled by a shark. Sense? No. Wonderful? Oh, my, yes.
And a wonderful couple of days after Christmas to you dudes as well.
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