December 27, 2004

Is This Holiday Officially Over?

Still recovering from an excess of Christmas. The house looks like a terrorist blew up a toy store. I'll give the boys a couple more days to enjoy the madness, and then it's time to cull the herd. We're going through the toyboxes and picking out the unwanted and the unused. I'm on a mission to donate or destroy. I can't stand all the stuff that has accumulated here. My kids have no sense of appreciation; that's my fault. We remedy that next year when I give them both nothing but a cardboard box to share.

I was pretty excited about the gift I found for my nephew, The General. Aunt Cathy got him his first BB gun. A Daisy Red Ryder. I did have to warn the gun-hating grandma to expect this nightmare, lest we have to call the paramedics, but she handled it with grace. Of course I'll need The General to practice extra caution. If there is ever an injury...I'm out of the will faster than Michael Moore can eat a cheeseburger.

I also had fun buying my dad the P.J. O'Rourke book, "Peace Kills." The clerk at the Barnes & Nobles grimaced when she rang that one through.

"Oh, it looks like such a scary title!"

I grinned. Are you familiar with the author?

"Well, I think I've heard his name. Isn't he on CNN?"

As my grinned broadened, she started whipping the rest of the books in the bag. "Well, I just think it sounds AWFUL." I wanted to ask, "Haven't peeled the Wellstone! sticker off the back bumper, have we?" I didn't. Tis the season and all that, you know.

Now I'm gearing up for a small neighborhood New Years Eve party, and after that...vacation. I will be back for the next enormous social event: the Minnesota Organization of Bloggers get-together on January 22. Natalie left me a comment that led me to believe she will be there as long as we promise not to make her buy a gun. Natalie, I promise. And when you get the invitation to my Pampered Hunter party, just recycle it with the rest of the junk mail.

Posted by Cathy at December 27, 2004 09:54 PM
Comments

I'd be curious to see the clerk's reaction to "Give War A Chance". ;-)

Posted by: aelfheld at December 27, 2004 11:27 PM

I think its time for Aelfheld to jump on a plane and come to the blogger bash.

Posted by: Aunt S at December 28, 2004 09:28 AM

Pampered Hunter....that is the kind of stuff that always makes a stop by the Wright place worth it.
Damn, you're funny and I can't wait to meet you at the MOB II.

Posted by: Jo at December 28, 2004 04:11 PM

The General is lucky, a Red Ryder!

As a Pampered Hunter, you might read the books of
Peter Capstick, a great,and funny writer. He was one of the last
Great White Hunters in the 1970's.

Posted by: Chris Muir at December 28, 2004 09:53 PM

Thanks, Jo! I'm looking forward to meeting you also!

Thanks for the suggestion, Chris. I need something new. I'm starting to re-read my old college books. Sophocles, Euripides...funny would be a nice change from Greek tragedy.

Posted by: Cathy at December 28, 2004 10:13 PM

Bertrand Russell is quite humorous, in a dry English way.

Posted by: Chris Muir at December 29, 2004 03:38 PM

A GUN for a CHILD?!?

If anyone needs me, I'll be over here wetting the left side of my bed.

(I'm still afraid that the MOB will, like, make me kill Rudolph with my teeth and wrestle an unborn fetus away from an unwed mother or something...as long as I don't have to eat either (I don't know what you Republicans get up to in your spare time) and provided I'm in Minnesota, I'll try to be there. Just for you, Cathy.)

Posted by: picklejuice at December 29, 2004 09:15 PM