Today is Sunday, Christmas is over, my dad's birthday has come and gone and now I'm sitting here at the computer looking at my new camera and eating an apple.
I have four hours to take back the gift Jeremiah got me for Christmas, get yarn for an order and grocery shop. At 1 O'CLOCK it is a complete and total necessity that I am in my gameroom in front of the t.v. to watch The Steelers pummel the Ravens and take back some of our mother trucking diginity. Dignity that has been robbed from this Steel City for four games running, including our first loss to The Browns ending a 11 game winning streak against Those Bums. And we will take our dignity back and smash those silly purple birds all the way back to Murder City. Wow. I need to calm down.
Anyways, my momma got me a new camera and I was so surprised. Can you believe that Jeremiah has known about it for weeks and hasn't told me? I would have blown the secret to him hours after the telling. I usually insist he open his gifts days before the event I purchased them for. This year we had our own little 'Gift of the Magi' moment...well not really, but I thought I'd be clever and throw that in there.
The ramen I thought would be ten times better than Americanized Ramen if I ordered it from Japan is made of fermented fish paste and smelled soooo rancid. Jeremiah ended up eaitng the bowl even after he had been wayyy complaining of the smell. I don't know how he did it.
The bike trainer he bought me doesn't work with my bike...so back it goes. And thus, our two gifts cancel each other out, but not in the excellently smart way O'Henry would have it. Instead of sheered locks and a beautiful comb we've got rotten fish ramen and a incompatible bike trainer. Pretty darn close though.
Here are some photos of my family on Christmas. I don't know how I ended up in a ton of these...I just jump in there and pose perfectly. It's like I'm made to be in front of a camera.
Max isn't howling in pain here as it might seem that she is, she's actually getting ready to yell, "Merry Christmas'' at the top of her little baby lungs.
Olivia and her life-sized Pug, 'Blueberry Tiger'
Jeremiah hasn't yet learned how to keep all the food in his mouth while eating, we're working on that. He's extremely cute though, so it totally makes up for it.
My momma and babiest Brother Ben
Me, inserting myself into their happy comfy moment
Me and my cranky Christmas Baby
My sisters, Katee and Hannah, arguing over our heated game of Catch Phrase
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