Random Neuron Firings
One of my students (I must admit, the kid is hilarious), dressed up as the dreaded You-Know-Who for the high school basketball game last night. I’m sure it was a hoot. (WordPress is being silly today; here’s the link to the larger version.)
So, is everyone where they need to be? It’s not an incredibly busy day for us here. Tonight is when the action starts, so I’ve got time to get my list of jobs done before family arrive at 6. Chances are, since it’s Christmas Eve & all, you might not have had the chance to visit Finkville, so I will wait patiently for all the fantastic details of your holiday. I sure hope no one had to work today.
So, I see that the American Christmas Spirit is alive and well, as Air Jordans have hit the stores. Clever Nike, waiting until Friday to do it. Idiots. They knew what was going to happen. I have an idea: only release them online, and let the bandwidth gods decide who gets them and who doesn’t. That might, at least, reduce the likelihood of someone being killed (again) over a pair of tennis shoes.
But hey, it’s Christmas Eve; let’s not snark, shall we? It’s a happy day! It’s not nearly often enough when I get most of the family together in one place. Only ones MIA will be the Texas contingent. I miss them.
So off I go to make ready the house and food for the festivities. Mavis, Hannah and Simone brought over their gifts to add to ours, and the tree is now dwarfed (not that it wasn’t a dwarf in the first place). This weekend is not “about” the gifts; we all know that. It sure does look festive for awhile, though. The colors and lights at 6 a.m., when all is dark and quiet…it’s a beautiful sight. It makes me want to have a shortbread cookie and some Dunkin’ Donuts coffee. I think I will do just that.
Then I gotta get to work. Mavis arrives to cook at 3, and the celebration begins. Yay!
Merry Christmas Eve!