Christmas.

My sister was telling me yesterday about her plans to write a blog about Christmas and it inspired me.  I adore Christmas because just like my dad, I love presents.  I love the giving and the getting.  I love to shop for other people and find just the right thing.  Plus, who does not like to get gifts themselves.  Lucky for me, I have like 76 Christmases every year, starting yesterday with Claremore Christmas (no, Garth did not come but I have high hopes for next year.)  Claremore Christmas consists of Laura, my stepmom’s family and it is always a good time, especially when her brother, Rusty comes.  Those two were hilarious together yesterday.  It was like they were still kids.  Kelly and I say at the table laughing hysterically the whole time.  He is such a loud and wild character.  After we ate and chatted, Laura, Kelly, and I went to the hotel her parents were staying at to open presents.  From Wash and Dixie, I got a Longchamp bag.  I am not very up on these things but Laura got one last year so I had some idea of what it was.  I hear they are all the rage. It is very cool.  Rusty gave me pearl earrings and they are lovely.  Not a bad first Christmas of the season!

There was one little situation that really traumatize, Laura, Kelly, and I.  Apparently, the 2-year-old son of one of Laura’s cousin has a pretty advanced foot fetish.  We watched his pull up the front, then the back of his shirt and back up to his aunt so she would rub her bare foot all over his back.  I guess she is this only one who will do this for him.  She tried to stop and use her hand but he immediately tugged his shirt down and walked off.  He would come back every once and a while, lift his shirt up so she would rub her bare foot on his back a little and then go back to playing.  Just witnessing that was creepy enough but it was made so much worse when he demanded his mother not watch.  ”No see, mommy.  Go away.”  He pushed her into the kitchen and went back for some more of that foot back rub he was loving so much.

From here, I have many more Christmases to come.  Tomorrow, our CPO is taking us to Johnny Carino’s for lunch for a little staff Christmas.  Then for dinner, Jaime, Nyree, Eddie, Hallie and I are going to Coyote Canyon for an oldie style buffet Christmas.  Jaime is really excited about what she got me so I am dying to know what it could be!  I hope everyone likes the gifts I made for them.  Thursday, we will have Christmas with my dad and then go to Candlelight Service at church (my favorite service of the year).  In the morning, I am going to brunch at my mom’s and then will open presents there and my brother will be there and I always like getting to see him since it does not happen nearly as much as it should.  My mom is leaving that afternoon for Tennessee so Kelly and I are going to my dad’s to have game night.  I am really excited about it because I love to play games and I don’t ever get to play them enough.  I think I am going to get Wii Resort before then so I can get Laura to teach me the tricks of the 3-point shot so I can smash Tim’s record when I get to Memphis.  Of course, I am really looking forward to Christmas with Tim, even though he already has his gift.  I am very curious to know what mine is.  Although, just getting to spend time with him is really the gift I am most looking forward to.  He is really my best friend and I am lucky to have him in my life.

I better scamper off to bowling.  Hopefully, I can wake myself up and get my act together tonight.  I am tired of losing every game.  Being the dead last loser is not so much.  Maybe we will be a second half time and build the come back of the century before it is all said and done in April.  Wish me luck!

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    askzack said,

    sounds like the child needs to be taught that it is ok to like feet, but there are more approriate ways to display it


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