So ... what did you get for Christmas?

Not to sound like the sentimental sap, but after two days of trying to get to London through the fog, me, the wife and the boy-o made it. On Christmas Day, my mom, whom I hadn't seen in two years, finally got there from Colorado Springs, nearly four days after she was supposed to fly out of Denver.

She brought presents, but United lost her luggage. Figures. Still, it's nice to see my mom again. Been far too long!

On the gift side, my wife got me the new novel by Christopher Moore, "A Dirty Job" and a new pen I had been coveting. She got a couple of DVDs that she had wanted along with a Marc Chagall lithograph, signed by the artist.

The boy? He's 18-months-old. The wrapping paper and a set of wooden blocks made him squeal with delight.

 

Finally got to open my presents. Got the book "Midnight Hockey", a DVD of "The Best of Bobby Orr" and my favourite cologne. I'm a very lucky woman.

 

I got the book - and it's a massive thing - of CBC's Hockey: A People's History and plenty of imported beer (Samuel Smith's Oatmeal Stout - Yum!). Lovely brunch - including a Guiness for yours truly. Looking forward to watching my Dolphins tonight.

Huggy Jr. is ecstatic over his first official hockey jersey (as opposed to t-shirt copies of same) that is the green counterpart to one I've seen HC sporting on occasion.

 

Yes, Merry Christmas, Dick.

 

Oh and that John Entwistle tour jacket would be a major score.

Long live the Ox! (Maybe I'll have a brandy and ginger in his memory.)

 

Laid.

 

If you have to wait for Christmas for that, then that's kind of sad.

 

That is not always a bad thing.

 

Snow boots, Moroccan tea set, music (Benny Goodman at Carnegie Hall and Clancy Brothers at Carnegie Hall), books, dark green Dallas Stars zip-up hoodie, black fleece Dallas Cowboys light jacket. I'm spoiled, as usual...only child.

Yummy dinner today. Roast beef with crusty wheat bread and mint jelly, sauteed asparagus, stuffed mushrooms. Many Guinnesses. And now I'm at work...not buzzed, but a little sleepy. Fortunately, all I have to do is push buttons and read the regional weather forecast.

Merry Christmas to all...

 

Merry Christmas, Irish.

 

Wanted to add ...

I got Mrs. Murci a Philips 9" digital photo frame. It was a big hit. I realize now that it would be more outstanding as an anniversary gift (ie parents who hit 30 or 40 or 50 years) ... but the "frame" still is swell in this capacity.

 

Feliz navidad, Doc!

Hope Santa kicked the ass of any local Cardinals fans as he passed through your town last night. Just 'cause Santa wears red doesn't mean he's down with that kind of douchebaggery.