For Christmas this year I agreed (with myself) not to do gifts (the video below shows my one exception). I may have muttered this to a few people around me, but was secretly hoping that someone wouldnâ€™t get the memo and would send me something awesome. Karma, however, was quick to bite me for that strategy because on Wednesday the 23rd I found out that I need a root canal and I have no dental insurance. Calling my mom to beg for a rather unusual Christmas present made me feel particularly bad about not having a â€œreal jobâ€.
When Friday rolled around I headed to my cousinâ€™s house to watch his 6 year old open her gifts. It was really interesting. She took longer to open the gifts than any child anywhere. She would open a present, then read about it, open it, show it to everyone, inspect it from every angle, maybe play with it for a few minutes, then ask if someone else wanted to open a gift next. I found myself questioning if she was really six, or if thereâ€™s an older soul trapped in her body.
I was given a snail shell and a gift certificate to the restaurant and Turtle Bay Resort, which I intend to spend in full on Monday when Courtenay and I go to dinner with my cousin and his wife. So in a way I got my wish of the unreciprocated presents.
After the tree was empty, my cousin played his new Wii game and I went for a run . It was truly epic â€“ to where I feel obligated to devote a full blog entry to that particular run.