Ahhh, Christmas in New Orleans sounds fab.

Emmett is drinking one of his select soda treats: Cherry Lime Rickey Whoopee. I just roused him from a nap since he was up at 6:00 poking his Mom in the side and asking, "Is it 7:30 yet?" He was very very happy with his presents, particularly the sodas, the baseball gear, the many computer games (including The Incredibles) and enough crap to fill a Jersey dump. We did watch The Marx Brothers this morning which was a nice anarchic antidote to holiday fare.

JZ is frantically slapping together a spanikopita. The only reason she's eating anything at all right now is because I'm periodically hopping up and shoving a piece of reheated (though still tasty) pizza in her mouth while she does the greek food thing. She was very surprised that I got her a fancy pair of ice skates for Christmas, and she got all weepy.

I am achey from sleeping on an air mattress last night and have attempted to mollify it with Motrin and a hot shower. I think I will take a large vodka tonic in a tiki mug as we head over to JZ's mom's house for xmas dinner there.

We got one of Sail's pretty cards, and a last minute sock monkey from Laura yesterday. Very festive. Tomorrow? Dinner with Emmett's godparents (and our close friends) - that'll be fun and low key though.

Hee, xposty with Amych! Happy Chrismakkuh! All your fretting about pet-sitting was not for naught! It really was a disaster in the making. So glad Stephen and the folks hit it off.

I'm all alone in my apartment cleaning furiously with my new Sarah McLachlan concert dvd on, and haveing an odd moment of simple happiness. Won't ponder too long lest it goes away. The dvd'll end soon enough anyway, but 'tis good.

Penguins escape huge earthquake

Not quite as interesting as the headline might make one believe. I mean, the penguins didn't detect the earthquake before it happened and escape in some sort of penguin ark....

I mean, the penguins didn't detect the earthquake before it happened and escape in some sort of penguin ark....

Well, they cleverly avoided building a large city that would crumble around them. That takes foresight.

That headline reads like someone had just gotten a good christmas bonus and was giddy.

USAIR really, really screws up the Christmas luggage. [link]

t staggers into thread, weak with laughter

Okay, I now have conclusive proof that Dave and I are 1) lame and 2) geeky.

So we each got each other an iPod for Christmas. I got him what I really wanted--a full-on 40GB iPod good for 10000 songs so he wouldn't never have to worry about sorting through the music he wanted to listen to, etc.

He got me an iPod mini, because he really liked how little and sleek they are, plus he already rates all of his albums song by song, loved the idea of only taking the 400-500 songs he actually listens to, and assumed I'd feel the same.

We both pretended that we really liked our own gift while greedily eyeing each other's.

Finally, I admitted, "I'd kinda like a bigger one."

"Huh," he replied. "I really wanted the mini."

We stared at each other a second. We looked again at the free inscriptions we'd both done for each other on the back of each iPod ("if music be the food of love, play on" on mine; "music in the bedroom, laughter in the hall" on his). It isn't a coincidence that Mac offers free engraving but doesn't allow returns on anything once engraved.

"Do you want to--"

"--Oh thank God, yes."

We traded.

Ah, geeks at Christmas.

It's as if Steve Jobs wrote The Gift of the Magi.

That's so infinitely dorky, Kristin. I like it.