Thursday, December 25, 2008

And so this is Christmas....

Happy Holiday to you, whether it be Christmas, Family Day, or as my jew crew likes to call it, "Chinese Food and Movie Day." If you celebrate a different holiday around this time of year, Happy Hanukkah, and lots of wishes for blessed Imani in the new year!

This has to have been one of the best Christmases I can remember in a long, LONG time.

My family is not one that constantly showers each other with love. We know it's there, we know we love each other, but it's hard for alot of the people in my family to show it, I think. At any rate, this was the first Christmas in a long time that we actually spent time with each other. We hung out and ate, opened presents, played games and cards all night, and pretty much laughed until we exploded.



I got so many beautiful things for Christmas, but my favorites thus far have to be the body pillow that I really wanted, a bottle of Goddess, some cute clothes and cozies, KUNG FU PANDA, and the book that Norman got me called "101 Things You—and John McCain—Didn't Know about Sarah Palin."



I can't even write the funniest happening of the night in here, because it's god AWFUL. I guess I can write a bit of it. I got my dad the game, "Are you smarter than a Fifth Grader" as a gift and we decided we were gonna play. I was quizzing him and Norman, and as one of his English questions, he got, "In the rhyme Eeeny, Meeny, Miney, Mo" which animal do you catch by it's toe?"



Now, something you might want to know about my Dad as you read this is that he's a really funny guy. But he's not all that talkative most of the time, and he's pretty conservative in the things he says and does. He's really a riot and a half, and I just have to say that he's one of the sweetest and kindest men on the planet. He is an no way racist or prejudiced at ALL. This is what makes this SO FUNNY.

Apparently, when my father grew up in River Rouge, "back in the day" as they say, the lyrics to that little rhyme were a little different. You didn't catch a tiger by the toe in those days, it was something else that started with an N...nice huh? My Dad is almost 60 years old, so as you can see, those were much different times.

So, I ask my Dad this question and he BURSTS out laughing. He can't even handle it. He's had like three or four drinks at this point, and he's laughing so hard that he's red in the face and crying and none of us know why. When Norman and I ask him what the hell he's laughing about, he can hardle muster up the composure to tell us what the answer to that riddle would have been when he was growing up. All he could say was, "I'M SO SORRY" in between choking back tears of laughter. This will probably remain one of my favorite memories of my father for my entire life. It was so fricking HILARIOUS.

So, the night goes on, we play some cards, and we're all laughing like mad at the silliest little things. It was such a good time. I was feelin' it too. I couldn't even shuffle the cards or put them back in the box by the time the mad rounds of crazy eights were over.

The last big hurrah of the night was my Dad deciding we should all text message everyone we knew "Merry Christmas" and, as I've said before, he's pushin' 60 so his texting skills aren't exactly swift. He finally types in all of these number he wants to send his message too, begins to type in his message "M-e-r-r-y space..." and accidentally hits send. He sent "Merry" to everyone he knew at 12 am. My father was drunk texting. We laughed so hard, we cried again and we called all of our cousins in Arizona and got them in on the fun. We've spent the day texting each other "merry" and "Christmas" separately. :)


This year has been such a busy whirlwind of happiness and joy, business and fun, craziness and healing, and this Christmas was a perfect start to the end of a year. I am so blessed to have such a great "family." I put that in quotes because beyond my blood relatives, I am blessed with amazing people who've become my blood. Thanks to everyone I know for being such beacons of light and joy in my life.

And, Happy Birthday to Jesus, the ultimate rebel, the zombie prince, and a man who simply had a beautiful message. Lovelovelove each other. No matter what you define yourself as, and I don't define myself as a follower of Christ, you have to give it to him - he had the right idea. <3 Hank, of the vlogbrothers (my favorite youtube thing ever) wrote a lovely song for the occasion. :)

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