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Dec. 26th, 2008 01:26 amIt's been an absolutely lovely Christmas. My family always did the major present-opening on Christmas Eve, and since Brian had the day off he made the most excellent food as well - turkey with a delicious crispy herb crust, yams with brown sugar, mashed garlic potatoes and gravy, whole berry cranberry sauce with Grand Marnier for flavor, Pillsbury Grands! biscuits (not the most gourmet of choices, but in my family they're comfort food), herb stuffing, and enough Martinelli's to drown a horse. It was every bit as good as the food my mother makes (which is really saying something) and absolutely everything I wanted for Christmas dinner.
We watched Irving Berlin's White Christmas, with Bing Crosby and Danny Kaye and Rosemary Clooney (the food-and-movie theme this year: comfort food) while we unwrapped presents. (Side note: I really want to see the contract the Clooney family signed to get that kind of multigenerational looks and talent.) Our Christmas was fairly Blu-Ray heavy, since we just got a player; highlights include Chicago, which I've been waiting to see in high definition pretty much since high-def became an option, Juno, Sweeney Todd, WALL-E, and the complete series of Firefly. And, of course, Iron Man and The Dark Knight, since if you've bought a Blu-Ray player and haven't seen those two you're Doing It Wrong.
We had a nice lazy morning today, with stockings and leftovers, and then ventured out to visit with friends and deliver presents. And then we went and saw The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, which was a good story hampered by lackadaisical storytelling and overwrought Oscar-reaching theatrics. And then we came home and battened down the hatches, because it's supposed to be storming all tonight and tomorrow, and we don't have anywhere we need to be for the next three days, and there's no better feeling in the world than being in a warm and snuggly and well-stocked house while the weather outside does its worst.
And on the whole, it's been one of the nicest Christmases I can ever remember. And, for no real reason whatsoever, but for the first time in ages, I've just been ecstatically, euphorically, gleefully, joyously...happy.
I hope everyone else is having just as merry of a Christmas as I have. Because everyone deserves to feel happy like this at least once a year.
We watched Irving Berlin's White Christmas, with Bing Crosby and Danny Kaye and Rosemary Clooney (the food-and-movie theme this year: comfort food) while we unwrapped presents. (Side note: I really want to see the contract the Clooney family signed to get that kind of multigenerational looks and talent.) Our Christmas was fairly Blu-Ray heavy, since we just got a player; highlights include Chicago, which I've been waiting to see in high definition pretty much since high-def became an option, Juno, Sweeney Todd, WALL-E, and the complete series of Firefly. And, of course, Iron Man and The Dark Knight, since if you've bought a Blu-Ray player and haven't seen those two you're Doing It Wrong.
We had a nice lazy morning today, with stockings and leftovers, and then ventured out to visit with friends and deliver presents. And then we went and saw The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, which was a good story hampered by lackadaisical storytelling and overwrought Oscar-reaching theatrics. And then we came home and battened down the hatches, because it's supposed to be storming all tonight and tomorrow, and we don't have anywhere we need to be for the next three days, and there's no better feeling in the world than being in a warm and snuggly and well-stocked house while the weather outside does its worst.
And on the whole, it's been one of the nicest Christmases I can ever remember. And, for no real reason whatsoever, but for the first time in ages, I've just been ecstatically, euphorically, gleefully, joyously...happy.
I hope everyone else is having just as merry of a Christmas as I have. Because everyone deserves to feel happy like this at least once a year.