My Christmas, aside from the usual good food, time with family, and early Christmas morning, involved several uniquely humorous moments:
- The guy in the front row of our Christmas Eve Mass spontaneously raised his hand and his wife's hand high in the air every time our pastor mentioned that we were happy to see all of the visitors present.
- I got a new aunt and a new uncle in one week (on different sides of the family, and both from slightly scandalous eloping type things)
- The family cat loathed the sight of my extremely pet-loving aunt, and flatly refused all of her friendly advances
- Mark won a video game after playing it for two days straight (which he has never done)
- The cat, who was finally allowed to look at the Christmas tree, ignored the ornaments completely and nibbled on the needles instead. Silly kitten.
- Just because it was my second Christmas at the Boy's house, and I had met everyone there several times except for one person, didn't mean that I could escape comments such as "I like this one better than the last one." Nearly 14 months is a pretty long trial period from my point of view. Good to know I passed the test.
- I realized halfway to the Boy's house that I probably would get arrested if I hit a police road block because I was carrying wine from my parents to his. I later refused to carry more wine from his parents to mine.
- My mom, at a local natural history museum, commented loudly about how an ancient Roman surgical tool looked exactly like what is used today to clear out excess ear wax in older patients.
- I learned how to knit. Ok, that's not amusing, but I'm proud of it.
Now go share that smile on your face from reading this post with someone else. Merry Christmas!
