Day 1 of Christmas 2007... Safely Past.

Today was the official preliminaries of Christmas 2007 in our world, safely and nearly sanely celebrated at my Uncle and Aunts place. My folks and my brother were there along with my cousin and her husband, Sal and I and our son Jake. The food, as always was phenomenal and more than plenty... but the coup de grace to the mountainess pile of carbohydrates and proteins that we inhaled with excited delight... the finish of finishes was this thing languishing near the center of the table. A sweet potato cheesecake roll thing that has been mentioned at least once an hour today since we ate it. Take the most delicious cake item you've ever ate in your entire eating career and multiply that deliciousness by any number above 5, and you'll get close to this thing.

My Aunt made it. She rules.



After all the eating we whooped out the guitars and stuff and had a little session of hilarity and laughing. My Uncle who just learned to play guitar about a year ago or so, does real well with his chords, but his right hand kinda just "stirs the cake" on the other end. We got him a metronome for Christmas (really :-) ) and hopefully this'll get him on the rhythm road. My cousin Carla, who is as close as I have to a little sister and has suffered greatly over the years by this relationship... heh heh, picked up my mandolin and got a 15 minute lesson on it and proceeded to laugh her hind end off.

She's a good girl, I love her a whole lot.



My mom, as always was tottering around with her camera on a stick, at times shaking it and wondering "what the hell is wrong with this thing" and we would dutifully remind her to open the lens. I think she was kissing me on the punkin in this shot, but now that I see it it sure looks like she's cocking that dang camera on a stick to whang me in the back of my head. Whichever it is, I deserved it I'm sure.



So now Sal and I are just lounging in the living room, some friends came by, had a couple drinks, A Christmas Story is on the TV and Jake just went to bed. I think that sounds like a pretty decent plan too. I got a vision of sugar plums or more likely, sweet potato cheesecake roll, dancin' in my head.

Day 2 comes tomorrow.