Christmas Eve Eve (Friday afternoon) was spent dyeing recycled yarn. I thought I had pics. I'll post some later since I thought wrong.
Christmas Eve at my aunt's house, minus Brian, who was on call and missed almost the entire thing. He got there, had to leave, and came back several hours later when I was ready to go home. I went home, he stayed and mingled. Stupid on call phone.
Food and my sister
More food...that's what 8 pounds of shrimp, 3 dozen clams, 2 dozen mussels, 6 pounds of potatoes, and 12 ears of corn looks like after boiled up in some tasty seasonings. Please direct your attention to my happy juice on the far right.
Family, specifically, my sister and one of my cousins. Obviously, I had been drinking. Note the blurriness, which means I was waving the camera around. What an ass.
My uncle, with the gift he got in the gift exchange. Yeah, it was from us.
Um, yeah, no pics of Christmas day. I was lazy. Let's see....oh, Brian was still on call. The on call phone never stopped ringing. I hate that phone. We opened presents from my mom and grandparents. I got some fun stuff like a knitting pattern a day calender, assorted gift cards to various establishments, Burt's Bees products, a lovely pair of white gold hoops, a cribbage set, and some other stuff I can't think of at the moment. My good buddy Rae gave me a gift certificate to the yarn store. Brian was super excited about the multi-tool my mom sent him. No, really. He wouldn't stop talking about it. Nina got him this:
Sampson got gifts from my mom, and my grandparents. Here he is playing with one:
Christmas Day-Evening: Brian got sick. We rented movies. We bought a certain addictive game and started our odyssey of wasting time.
Monday we tried to go shopping. Guess what? THE ON CALL PHONE WOULDN'T STOP RINGING. I don't think I have ever heard Brian swear as much as he did yesterday. A confession? He was in the bathroom once when it started ringing? And I? Turned it off? Because I am evil? And wanted him to not curse and be unhappy? Yeah. Too bad the people CALLED BACK. Four times. Bastards. It wasn't even an emergency. Dude. Rant over.
I went shopping though. For new towels. 12 of them, because Brian said we needed them and handed me money. I love it when that happens, it's awesome.
Then I did laundry. And made steak sandwiches. And played PS2 for um, 5hoursstraight.
Yeah, that whole knitting thing I had planned on was kinda waylaid by the Sims.
How was YOUR weekend? I hope it was wonderful!