So ...this year with closing on the house, and all the needed repairs, and moving. Christmas was something fairly overlooked in our household.

So, with our bank accounts being tapped from it all, we both were in the mindset that we were going to skip giving each other gifts this year. (Of course that wasn't the case)

Our way expensive Verizon contract expired on Monday, so I got us two of the Samsung Intercept Android phones thru no-contract Virgin Mobile. Full feature, blazing fast, and 1/3 the price...so happy with doing that.

Every year we do whacked out lawn decorating, and wanted to go nuts with the new house, but just didn't have the time. But we did manage to pick up a tree on the way home Monday night. With all tile flooring in the new place we got a live tree, first time either one of us has ever had a real tree. So we get the tree, but we have to visit many many stores to find a place with stands in stock.

Thursday after work I rushed to do a lil Christmas shopping (as I'd not really done any) gah! Mobs of rude, clueless people everywhere, and panicky puppy in anxiety hell.

My mate invited some people over for Christmas eve dinner, as he had to work on Saturday. We clean up the new place Friday morning and decorate as much as we can, and have wonderful meal, getting totally plastered.

I passed out kinda early, Kuppy woke me up at Midnight to do gift exchanging. I got a Certificate to my favorite motorcycle shop, and a couple of new Wii games with a 2nd remote.


Saturday, Christmas Day, I woke up late, and did very little until 3:30 I had to leave for a gig. I go to Kuppy's work with karaoke gear, and we sing Christmas classics from 4-5 before dinner for all the old folks. They most liked the religious slower numbers, "O' Holy Night" and "Silent Night" getting the most of what could be considered a reaction.

After the show I proceed to our old house, fill up the van with a load of stuff to go to the new house.

I get home, unload the van and put stuff away, talk to parents on phone for an hour, then more partying as people that didn't make it the night before stop in and tackle leftovers. One of my biker friends brought a gift of this K2 stuff. I had never tried the fake legal "weed alternative" before, and was kinda shocked at it's effect. Apparently it was only legal thru this weekend in FL, I was told stores can't sell it after the 28th, so him and his buddies stocked up. I was impressed that it actually did something, but not quite enough to go stockpile. He spills a lil bit and one of my cats runs up and rolls around in it. All the time I'm thinking, "dude, did you pay $14 a tiny bag for catnip?"

Sunday, no rest for the wicked. I moved a lot more stuff, including my electric piano, computer desk, and queen matress/boxspring all by myself and all in one load in a lil Astro work van (with a dozen boxes filling the gaps). Most of the nursery is moved, yet the crib frame stayed behind to be scrapped. I am working on a replacement/improved design that looks for like furniture than a big wooden cage or outdoor deck.