Christmas At The Bassette's
I was awoken this morning by my brothers and sister storming into my room to announce that yes, it was christmas. I keep my door locked to prevent just such an occurance, but it didn't seem to matter to them. So down we all go to see what wonders Santa had left under the tree.
Santa, who we all know is a lie and yet pretend isn't while calling each other liars for pretending. I think I could accept it if we consistently lied in the name of entertaining my younger brothers, but we don't. We say Santa is real one minute and the next he's not. The inconsistency is frustrating. But enough about Santa.
Presents were opened by all with a few highlights. Mom has this thing about answering odd questions before presents can be opened. Things like favorite christmas tradition, most embarassing christmas, favorite snowy memory, and so on. Tends to draw out the opening of presents, which isn't bad, but I'm not the only one it annoys, which is bad. Anyways, on to presents.
My brother gave me a pepperoni stick and the dog wanted to open it for me. She thought it was her present, was most entertaining. Dad got a PDA, to replace the one he broke before. It was funny, he was going on about how he couldn't wait the eight hours for the batteries to charge. Both my brothers made huge fusses about how many clothes they recieved, they clearly wanted more toys. Can you say commercialization of christmas? Both mom and grandma received cell phones. I got the return of the king dvd, which is nice since I havn't seen that one yet. Josh was given a telescope which he proceeded to setup and watch the neighbors houses with, and he was encouraged to be a peeping tom (I'm not kidding). Noah received spider-man 2, in fact there was very much a spider-man theme this year (underwear, candy, action figures, etc). I also got two copies of the darwin awards, which strikes me as just stupid.
I don't like stupidity, in myself or others. Sure, people are stupid, accept it, deal with it. But I have better ways to waste my time then read books about people that are so stupid they have gotten themselves killed. Yet for some reason my family thinks I like the things. They also have a habit of getting me dilbert and farside books. Those at least are funny without being truly stupid, just bizarre. Mind you, I'd rather they didn't get me either since they will just sit on a shelf gathering dust. There is a reason I don't ask for christmas presents...
While many other gifts were both given and received, those are the ones that stuck with me. The rest of the day was about eating and laying around between eating. or at least it was for the rest of the family, I'm not a big fan of eating until you can't move. That and the holiday foods tend to scare me. We had three meals today, even as they tried to call them one.
Breakfast was called audouvers (or however you spell that word meaning premeal snacks) but it was a meal in itself. Sticky buns, sausages, strange fruit things, shrimp, vegetable slices, etc. Then after presents was dinner, the only offical meal of the day. Turkey, onion celeste, mashed potatos, olives, stuffing, etc. And six hours later we had dinner, called dessert. Cake, cookies, ice cream, cookies, rasberry strangeness, and did I mention the christmas cookies. The food was great, don't get me wrong, but trying to call three meals one, well seems rather silly to me.
And that was Christmas (even if technically the day has two hours to go here). I hope you all had a pleasant one yourself 