If you've ever wondered just what it might be like to celebrate Christmas with a houseful of comedians, then I am warmly extending the invitation to you to join us next season.
It's been a laugh factory around here as we planned, purchased and executed the frivolity around our house.
I will sum up.
Traditionally, we put our names into a hat, a box, or a bathrobe pocket--we're not all that particular--and exchange with one another the wish list we've created. With name and list in hand, we then plan and shop for the person we've selected. The spending limit is 25 euros. It's meant to be a way for all of us to single out one other of us and select something meaningful for that person.
I got Andrew this year.
Andrew got Emma.
Emma got me.
Don got Ian.
Ian got Don.
Don worked feverishly on his list before folding his paper and placing it into the upturned baseball cap. As he scribbled, he asked only one question: "what is the spending limit?"
His list read something like this:
The things I want for Christmas--
One 20 euro bill and one 5 euro bill, or
Two 10 euro bills and one 5 euro bill, or
Three 5 euro bills and one 10 euro bill, or
Two fifty cent coins, one 2 euro coin, two 1 euro coins, and two 10 euro bills
One Folbot folding Kayak, 1500 euros plus shipping.
So we all did our shopping bit and when Christmas morning rolled around there was a grand buildup of excitement in the air in anticipation of presenting family gifts.
Andrew got police cars and firetrucks.
Emma got a discoball lamp. (Really. Andrew was certain this was THE gift for his sister.)
Ian got some cool new clothes and a game for his playstation.
I opened my gift to find this note:
First of all I want you to know, whatever I say from now on is in a Spanish accent.
What, oh, what could your gift be?
So little and small and tineee.
I know you will like it, it came from my heart, and the 25 euros dad gave me, but mostly from my heart.
Don's gift was double or perhaps triple wrapped with this note taped to the outside of the second layer:
Fulbot Folding Kayak
Size: Extra extra extra extra small (xxxs)
Capacity: Your big toe
Dimensions: 5" x 2"
Not for ACTUAL use!
Precautions: Keep away from water! If kayak comes into contact with any form of water, the kayak will disintegrate immediately.
We made merry with our giggles and then merry again with our guffaws. I am beginning to think that they who coined the phrase "Happy Christmas" had premonitions of just how it would roll at our house.
Here's hoping we keep Christmas in our hearts all year.