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December 28, 2006
The holidays have come and gone once again! I hope everyone out there in Ryan-Land had a very Merry Christmas and a Bodacious Boxing Day. My Christmas was four days long, and it included four turkey dinners. It all started on Christmas Eve when I was at my girlfriend, Dana's, parents place. Every year we alternate where we spend Christmas Day. We woke up really early for Christmas Eve-Day, somewhere around five in the morning. I always have a hard time sleeping at their place, so it was no surprize that I was up so early. And since it was Christmas, that didn't make going to sleep any easier.

We got up and watched the tail-end of a movie called Reindeer Games, and for a Ben Affleck flick, it wasn't half bad. After a few cups of extra-strong coffee, we decided to wake up Dana's sister so we could commence with the annual un-wrapping of presents. There was multi-colored paper everywhere by the time we were done. Bows were flying through the air and we were already nibbling on the chocolates that were in our stockings. Ashley, Dana's sister, gave me an ultra-cool Superman telephone. It actually plays the Superman Theme when it rings... but for the life of me I can't find a phone jack in our spare room. so for right now it's a very nice wall decoration. My new goal is to find somewhere to plug it in. Dana's family is really cool, and they love to spoil us kids. I also went home with a Star Wars calendar, a Superman bank, some comfy-pants to wear around the house, and bubble bath. We had turkey dinner with them in the early afternoon and it was delicious. Santa Claus gave Ashley a karaoke machine this year, and the whole family gathered around it as we attempted to sing some of the classics. I did my best at INXS' I Need You Tonight and Poison's Talk Dirty To Me while Ashley belted out Bon Jovi's Livin' On A Prayer and You're The One That I Want from Grease.

Dana's dad even took a stab at the mic, singing the classic Village People hit Macho Man.

We went home, stuffed with food, and totally forgot to bring our leftover booze with us. Oh well, c'est la vie!

When we got home it was time to get some rest. I promised myself to go to bed slightly earlier than the night before, because I knew that if Santa Claus was going to be coming again that I'd need more than three hours of sleep. There's no way I can sleep in past 6 am on Christmas morning. Sure enough, I was up at five again to see what jolly St. Nick had left under the tree for Dana and me. Dana was very pleased with her new iPod. I was also incredibly happy to get 7 new pairs of socks and some underwear. Kicking ass all the way were the DVDs of She-Ra and Transformers that Dana gave me. I'll enjoy those for years to come. There's no feeling quite as great as the one you get when you watch Transformers: The Movie and sing along to You got the touch... You got the powerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.... YEAH!

Within a flash we were off to my parents' place for breakfast and Christmas cheer. We had bacon and eggs, even though I know I shouldn't eat eggs because they give me wicked-bad gas. But bacon is always really yummy. And my mom can whip up a real mean breakfast.

My parents have this knack when it comes to spoiling people. You may remember in my last blog how I mentioned my new TV stand. Well, that was an early Christmas present. Then they forced me (yeah right) to open up many boxes and bags full of wonderful gifts, including a Green Lantern action figure, Superman popcorn, a Pirates of the Caribbean lamp, Lois & Clark DVDs, and Aerosmith underwear. It's long been said by all my family and friends that when it comes to buying me gifts, you can't go wrong with Superman or Aerosmith stuff.

My mother cooked up yet another amazing turkey dinner and, after it was all said and done, I needed to go home and get some sleep. My lack of sleep was apparent when we all watched The DaVinci Code and I kept falling in and out of sleep during the movie. It wasn't that good of a flick anyway. At home, I watched some She-Ra and called it a night.

Yay! I slept in until 9:30 the next morning. Boxing Day is a day of infamy in my family. My dad was born on December 26, and he's never really had a "real" birthday. His birthday usually gets lumped in with the Christmas celebrating. This, being his 60th birthday, had pretty much the same feeling. Yeah, my dad's sixty. And my mom is sixty-two. Looking at the photo of them above, you'd never think they were that old. So basically, when my sister and her kids arrived we heated up the leftovers and essentially had another turkey dinner.
Last, but certainly not least, was Xmas@Jimmy's. This is the first year I've been able to be involved, but he's been having these get-togethers for years now. Jimmy collects penguins because he's obsessed with them, so we brought him a large penguin that he can display in his house. All-in-all there were fifteen people at his place for dinner and everyone brought something, a la "potluck" style. Dana and I brought a Taco Salad and it was very well received.

We all drank a lot of beer, and ate more food than we probably should've. As I sit here today, remembering the last few days, I'm forced to keep in mind my total of twelve new pairs of socks, the special edition Innis & Gunn beer I drank, and all the horrible, horrible farts that have been brought on by the lethal combination of eggs, turkey, and imported beer.
And now, as I leave you again for another short period of time, here's a photo of Mr. Andrew Kerr to help keep you happy through the remainder of the holidays.