…although looking out the window this morning it looked more like Easter. Fog, green grass. Seasonally high temperatures. Not exactly walking in a winter wonderland, but a nice change of pace nonetheless.

When I was a little kid I used to get up at like 4:30 in the morning in anticipation of presents, much to the chagrin of my parents. They had to set 9:00 as the time of openning presents because otherwise I would be waking them up way before they wanted to be up. Of course things change, and when you go to bed at one in the morning rising early isn’t that big a priority.

8:45 my mom is banging a pot in the kitchen.

What the hell???

My aunt had blearted out when we got a giant box in the mail that it was filled with pots and pans for my mother. So come this morning she really wanted to open them and started getting really strange, quoting lines from LotRs where you could pretty much just substitute One Ring with Pots and Pans. It was kind of creepy.

Of course my mom is used to getting next to nothing on Christmas, so all these pots and pans were a big deal. So she’s digging through this box while the rest of us are going at it, and meanwhile I’m piling up boxes at her feet. She doesn’t notice that we actually did pretty good this year. Yeah for us!

Anyway, my sister got a new digital camera, my dad new skis, and me a giant stack of DVDs. All in all, a good day.

Not nearly as much yelling as I was expecting 😉