We have just had our first post-holiday injury, wth the Butcher dropping the youngest nephew after tossing him on the couch, after playing football all over the house after I shouted repeatedly “Stop [throwing, tossing, shooting] that [football, toy plane, sock] into the fire!” We’re lucky to have made it this far without anyone being thrown into the fire, let me tell you.
But, of course, we had to play football in the house because it’s cold outside.
Mrs. Wigglebottom got her morning food covered in bacon grease. Everyone got good presents. And the only crying has been the result of the first post-holiday injury, so all in all, a very successful Christmas.
Hope the same is true for all you Christians and Christian-affiliated folks.
As an aside, the Butcher insists I pass this along to the Professor.
I had a dream one Christmas that my family and all my friends got together and played a full contact shirts and skins game with a Nerf football in the lobby of the Peabody Hotel.
May be my first time replying but I read your blog daily. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays and Ho Ho Ho. Compared to your family gathering, mine was quite sedate. I out myself to say ….. damn! Mrs. W got bacon grease? That is awesome! My three cats got the usual dry kibble and my son, daughter and I gorged on cinnamon rolls. No football throwing here. Just nerf darts….aimed at the deprived cats. I better go start frying up some bacon to make up to them. Thank you for blogging.
Squirrely’s mom made us watch “The Ugly Truth” and “House Bunny”. I do these things so you don’t have to. Avoid these movies at all costs as my IQ points just went down about 60 pts.
Merry Christmas from Hoots, my friend. Tell the family Hey, Hey, Hey!!!
Thanks so much. Looking forward to hearing the story later on today, after all the electronic chaos ends. My brother and I are updating, hooking up, installing, and repairing all kinds of audio-visual things that Santa (or was that Odin?) brought our parents or that they have been storing up until we arrived.
Merry Christmas to you all. Here’s hoping we all get a little bacon grease on top our breakfasts.