We finally gave up on Dad getting up and dug into our stockings. That's one of the nice things about not observing holidays in a traditional manner...no traditions! Bahahah! Dad was probably extry tired from kicking all of our butts at Cards Against Humanity.
Dammit.
Yesssss! New SmartWool for me!!
He FINALLY got up. Jeez. Something about the lighting/exposure color of our kitchen looks like this pic was taken in about 1974. OK, our kitchen in 1974 was just about this color, now that I think of it. Hmm. Dad didn't want to exchange gifts, but i bought him a bunch of consumables under the guise that he needed to have provisions in the truck for the drive across the high desert. Safety first!
Sister got me these tiny white birdie salt and pepper shakers! She didn't mean to, but i love them anyway.
NephewGifts! A scarf for the aunt, a sweatshirt for the uncle. Solid gifts.
SISTER! GET OUT YOUR PHONE, IT'S TEXTING TIME!! TIME FOR TEXTING!!!
A tiny gift from Kelly. No, really, it was a book only about an inch big. I love it. stop by, i'll show it to you.
A banjo-lele for my husband! And a big ol Christmas mess! Yaaaay!
And no rules. It was just lovely. :)
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