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I got my wife adult gifts.
I'm a big fan of adult gifts (for my wife).
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The holidays commercialized!?! Why old man Macy must be rolling over in his grave!
It's not Christmas until I stab myself with a toy.
Happy Holidays everyone!
Snow!! It wasn't supposed to snow!!! It's a Freehold Christmas miracle!!!
Now, off to loot and pillage!
Yay! I finally get to go eye gouging and foot stomping for Christmas presents today!! And then work tonight, where I just get to witness it.
Happy holidays everyone! We stayed up too late and the kids got us up too early and made us coffee that was too weak. But it was all worth it. :-)
I wouldn't say I wrapped the presents, as it more physically attacked them into their wrapping. The important thing is they're "wrapped"
Ha! I won my game of chicken with consumerism. Two weeks ago I noticed a Dale's RV The Walking Dead building set my brother (whose name the General drew) would love on clearance, but to get it then, even on sale would've been a struggle. So wait I did as all the other Walking Dead sets sold out, but there it was, still waiting as payday rolled around. Score one for me!
Off to get the Christmas tree!. :-)
Count me in, I'm feeling lucky.
As someone that has only gotten either a big tin of popcorn (I've never liked popcorn, ever) and/or a year's subscription to National Geographic (sometimes multiple subscriptions) from my family every year for twenty years I can say without reservation, I don't give a shit where the gift card is from.
Taking the dog out for his Christmas prancing around the neighborhood. He grabs his favorite present and Frances perfectly as if he was in the final of the Westminster dog show. He prances by all his girlfriend's houses carefully puts down his present so it can be seen, pees and move on to the next one. As one of the only male dogs in our neighborhood with his testicles (and the only one that's not a dick about it) he has quite a few girlfriends to prance by.
Merry Christmas everyone! The kids woke us up originally at 3:48 this morning, that, of course would not stand, so... take two!
Sure is slow as I press onward in our Christmas shopping spree/rampage.
So it begins, the consumer devastation I shall unleash on our mercantile district will be pitiful to moderately appeasing, but I shall be fast and strike with.. fastness. And maybe I'll get to use my Brad Pitt-esque good looks to cut in line. :-)
Tomorrow is a big, big day! Going Christmas shopping, this is one of the days I really shine, so I'm very excited. :-)
You would not believe what I had To go through on Christmas Eve to get my presents, I earned every single one of them. 2:00 - arrive, often after a harrowing 4-6 hour car ride through a blizzard, at Grandma's house. 2:00 - 6:00 - "lively" political discussions, only politics. 6:00 - 6:45 - dinner 6:45 - 9:00 - the aunts all gather in the kitchen to clean up, do dishes, and sing along - terribly- to the entire Beatles catalogue, B-Sides and all. Everyone else can engage in more "lively" political discussions (and only politics). 9:00 - mom wakes dad from the couch to get into his Santa suit. 9:15 - 9:45 - Santa emerges, groggy and slightly confused, where the adults get to crush his lap (and, I assume, soul) by asking Santa for embarrassing shit like grandkids and double entendres, the children, of course are above such embarrassment, plus we'd already talked to Santa at the Mall. 9:45 - finally after all that, the girlfriend hazing and all, presents are finally handed out.
Merry Christmas John! |