Christmas Successes
Monday, 31. December 2007
Just a quick update on Christmas with the family. It was a success. If you consider total chaos a success.
All four siblings — myself, Brooke, Michael and Stephanie — were in attendance. It’s the first time in over 20 years that all four of us have spent Christmas together in the same room. It’s also only about the fifth time in the last 20 years that we’ve all been together.
Brooke has two daughters — Nora and Isabel. They are the oldest of the nieces. They live in Portland, Oregon and are loving them some Hannah Montana right now.
My brother’s daughter, Avery, was also in attendance. I prefer to call her an Aross in training, but I think that makes my brother nervous. Who wants anyone to t
urn out like me? Probably no one. The older girls got her in the hannah vibe and her and Isabel rocked out pretty hard.
Speaking of my brother. The guy is a semi-pro poker player. He just “happened” to have a poker table top in his car. So, he busts it out and my brother-in-law, Nick, also gets excited. Because he is also semi-pro or something. My brother was trying to explain different things to me (800 mimosas later), Laef (62 Blue Moons later), Art (several hundred Early Times on the rocks later) and Neal (many Pepsis’ into the night).
Now, Mike’s wife, Amy, was not to keen on the idea of poker. Probably be
cause he brought the table in around 10 p.m. and I’m pretty sure he’s been known to roll in from poker games at 3 a.m. The next day was Christmas, which means a 6 a.m. wake up call from all the young peeps. So, Amy made it pretty clear to my brother that he better hurry his ass home.
So, he took about four minutes and took every last penny from all of us. It was quite a show and quite embarrassing, I must admit.
After the shark left, the boys played more cards. This time it was change-only.
My parents had a friend dress up as Santa to come over the kids, and after a few tears of complete fear and a couple of baffled looks from the older kids
, it was a success.
All in all, it was really fun. Although, I’m not sure if Art had as much “fun” seeing as he was constantly cleaning up after us, vacuuming, losing money, cooking, etc. I think he was happy when the chaos ended.








