. . . and Dad, too, of course, and the rest of you, but Mom was the one who told me that if I didn’t do a post on the gift she sent me, she’d take ’em back.
And I’m not letting these go:
Thank you!!!
You know that now that I know you can get these at Jungle Jim’s,* I’ll be expecting regular Care Packages, right?
It was a good day for everyone. Some of the highlights:
Pure Awesomesocks from Santa, who also went a little crazy at the accessory store—if it’s meant to attach to hair, it was in the kids’ stockings.
Watson made the kids hats that go with our family’s favorite movie** and one of our favorite in-jokes–with no written pattern:
She also gave me my new favorite tee-shirt:
Because I’m a big ol’ nerd—this can’t be news—who firmly believes that what The Whedon takes away, The Whedon can bloody well give back.
Since the Christmas turkey roast was put in the crockpot at 10 this morning with four heads of garlic, I spent the afternoon playing computer games with Jane, reading a few of the books given to me by friends and family, and, as a personal challenge, decorating cookies. These cookies:
The trick with is to make the icing just the right consistency—but by the time I mastered the technique, I’d run out. It was tough, but I found the experience humerus . . .
I hope you all had a great Christmas—or a rather nice Tuesday—and that your evening is filled with the equivalent of the Doctor Who Christmas Special and just this side of too many strange and tasty cookies.
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*If you’re anywhere near Cincinnati, go visit Jungle Jim’s—it’s an experience, right down to the bathrooms. And if you forget the name before you can, just google “Weird Grocery stores in Cincinnati,” and it’ll pop right up. There might also be a video.
**Collectively, I mean. Our individual tastes differ. A lot.
Earful of Cider 
It looks like a very merry Christmas at your house. Thank you for the reminder that the next time I visit family in Cincinnati, I must go to Jungle Jim’s.
We should coordinate visits, Lisa—the place will never be the same again! 😀
That would be a scream!
Your Mom was thrilled with the blog mention. You’ve earned a permanent place on her shopping list.
Merry Christmas
I’ll believe that when she says it, Dad! 🙂
Those hats are unbelievable. Bravo, Watson!
She used a coaster pattern for the eyes. I’m absolutely stunned—and putting my order in early for next year!
Thanks!!
It should be noted there are about 3 practice eyeballs floating around the basement somewhere. I am now the queen of knitted coasters.
If this is the 21st century version of crocheted doilies, though, I’mma have to get my Doc Martens back out and find some flannel.
Between the cookies and those socks, I’m on cuteness overload.
Sorry, Averil. 🙂
If it helps, Sunny wouldn’t eat her dinner, ran away from the table sobbing that she’d never be hungry again, and then came back after we’d cleared the table saying she was hungry now and wanted dessert, thinking that since it was after dinner, she wouldn’t be given dinner food. Nice try, kiddo.
No, it doesn’t help.
Tough crowd . . .
Glad you liked your gift.I’ve been waiting since Thanksgiving to hear of your reaction. Le Miz was the best. You need to go.
Jungle Jim’s! I’ve never been there but years ago, a coworker who lives closer to Cincinnati told me I should try to schedule a business trip down there so I could go to Jungle Jim’s. I remember watching a youtube video about the place and feeling confused and amazed. This trip hasn’t happened yet, but thanks for the reminder…
It’s an amazing and singular place. And it sells almost anything, including durian fruit, which I thought was illegal, or used to be.
They were also the only place I found that sold soy-noodles, back when I was off semolina pasta for reasons that were, in retrospect, kind of dumb.
The stockings are fabulous!
I’m so glad you think so, Susan! Now I know I—I mean Santa—made the right decision.