December 24th, 2005

flowers, bridesmaid, family, dressed up

How many stripes are on a duck?

So, Christmas. To the extent that my non-Christian family celebrates Christmas, we do so on Christmas Eve. I kind of wonder if this is a Scandinavian thing, like those red horses we all have for no reason that anyone can articulate beyond "it's Swedish" (this is, in and of itself, considered a justification for either doing or keeping something in my family), or if it's for some other historical reason. We also do Advent calendars.

We do not, however, have a particular traditional Christmas meal. When I was a child and we had company over, we'd usually have ham just because you could still serve it if the power went out and you couldn't heat it up. This year, we had homemade clam chowder. I vote we make this our traditional dinner in future.

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After opening presents at mom's but before going to dad's, we played Trivial Pursuit. Kellie had gotten Grammy Phase 10, so we were going to play that, but it looked like it was probably a fairly complicated strategy game, and Grammy isn't very good at those (she has a hard time playing Skip-Bo in a suitably strategic manner) so we played Trivial Pursuit instead (as it involves little strategy and has straightforward choices for each move, yet isn't obnoxious like most games without long-range strategic planning elements). My subject title comes from a question that mom misread. The question was supposed to be "How many stripes are in the Adidas logo?", but mom couldn't figure out how to pronounce "Adidas" and it somehow came out "How many stripes are on a duck?" which is a very confusing sort of Sports and Leisure question.

My family is crazy, but mostly in a good way. When I asked if she had a "loot bag" that I could use to take my presents home in, she got very confused thought I was asking for a "lute bag", as well. That was actually pretty funny, because she got very puzzled as to both why I would assume that she had such a thing and why I would suddenly want one, since I don't own a lute (although I would like one someday) and it's not a particularly useful shape to carry other objects in. Plus, that would probably be more of a "case" than a "bag".

So anyway, Merry Christmas to those who want it, and generically pleasant wishes to those for whom that is their preference.

Tomorrow, Dad and I open stockings, and I go to a lunch with some of my mother's relatives. Then, any number of things might happen. I might get to see my childhood friend Jeremy, which my mother has been trying to set up with his mother for about a week now but which remains quite vague. I might bother Sean's family with cookies, but I'm not sure if that's a good idea for several reasons. I might just come back to Dad's house and read my new books and enjoy having some time alone (he is going to his girlfriend's place for the day). I suppose I could find other people to bother with cookies, too, but it's kind of awkward to barge in on people's Christmas and all. I will probably just plow through all of my new books, since I won't have a lot of time for that once the new quarter starts.

I also need to get serious about a costume for the New Year's party I'm going to (it comes down to me either needing to find a brown fedora and a bullwhip or a miniskirt, neon tights, and my electric razor, and I'm genuinely not sure which will be less of a pain to dig up in my pile of stuff and/or borrow and/or buy/make anew). Also, does anyone remember what kind of shoes women wore in the 80's? I'm drawing a complete blank. I suppose I could work on that tomorrow, too.
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