Friday, December 25, 2015

Encore: Deck the Halls (Part Two)

Gag gifts have become a tradition in our family. I just bought Collin's yesterday.

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And a parrot in a pear tree.... 

Ooops! Now, where was I? Oh, yeah...Mom had a roll of TP under the tree and Dad was trying to explain a box of poop to Homeland Security. Well, not exactly.But he was a repeat offender. As a matter of fact, he chose one victim twice simply because she swore he'd never fool her again. 




The target was Cathy, a friend of mine from high school. After Poopapalooza 1, she tried and tried to find a way to exact her revenge--but a whoopee cushion in his truck just didn't quite equal Dad's prank. When she told him she'd never fall for it again, well, that was like throwing down the gauntlet. He looked for a way to trick her into opening the box for a second time, and she unwittingly gave him the solution when she commented on a local souvenir--an outhouse ashtray. (Yep, we're about as redneck as you can get without being Jeff Foxworthy's blood relative.) 

I was seven months pregnant with Collin at the time and had been visiting Cathy, her then-husband, Ralph, and their son Damien (no connection to the character in "The Omen"). Dad sent the ashtray to Cathy with a message I was to relate: he knew she liked it and was sending it as a peace offering. She was touched--until she opened the little outhouse and saw the tiny turd, standing straight up in the tiny potty. 


                           (Not exactly like the one he gave Cathy, but close enough.)

"I'm gonna kill that old man!" Cathy shrieked. (She didn't know it couldn't be done without a silver bullet.) 

I've got a lot of Christmases to cover, so please bear with me. Twelve days may not be enough.

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OK, it's not politically correct. I'm not politically correct. Stats say 80% of the U.S. is Christian. That means I'm in the majority, and last time I checked, majority rules. Even if it didn't, I'm a Christian and proud of it. 

I have a lot to apologize for, but that's not on the list. 

Christmas 2008: In Iraq, Santa was making the rounds wearing a bullet-proof vest and packin' heat. Who'd ever have thought Santa would have to travel with weapons? 




Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus--and he's armed and dangerous.Don't let him catch you being naughty. There's a stiff penalty for being naughty. 

In New Zealand in 2007, a bunch of drunken Santas invaded a cineplex. Drunken Santas? Wow...it's so hard to get good help these days. 




Normally, I try to be done with everything long before the Big Day because I detest crowds and insanity (except my own, of course), but yesterday, I not only ventured out into the last-minute chaos, I was oblivious to it. I had my trusty MP3 player with me, so all was well. 

Music really does soothe the savage beast. I'm living proof of that. 

First stop: the bank, to make a deposit before their early close at noon. We've been with the same bank for something like seventeen years, through numerous mergers and name changes. I've been there longer than most of the personnel. At the teller window (I don't think they call 'em teller cages anymore, though at times they probably should), Pat was smiling. She had good reason to smile: a holiday falling on a weekday. They get, if you'll pardon the expression, screwed on Sunday holidays. Not even a half day off.

Big smiles all around. 

"I'm going to get my turkey," I mentioned. 

She didn't miss a beat. "I thought he was at work," she deadpanned, referring to Collin, not the edible turkey awaiting me at Dierbergs' deli. 

I laughed like a looney tune. Couldn't help it. That was a good line. Wish I'd thought of it. 




We had a pre-fab (OK, pre-cooked) turkey. My son, then an aspiring chef, had no intention of preparing the Christmas dinner. (Did I mention this before? Or maybe I only mentioned it repeatedly to HIM.) He worked all week at the restaurant and had no interest in cooking on his one and only day off. So with our pre-cooked bird, instant sides and my aversion to cooking anything other than in a microwave, dinner was ready in a record 30 minutes. 

Hey, I have better things to do on Christmas Day than cook.

Merry Christmas, everyone!


19 comments:

  1. Gags are fun to do, for sure. Love the term, pre-fab turkey. Brilliant. Happy Christmas.

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    1. We've also had (according to my agent) a surrogate turkey.

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  2. Bad Santas? Always count on the man in red to be a nuisance!

    Merry Christmas!

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    1. Says the guy who gets a stocking full of coal every year!

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    2. Take the sleigh for a joyride just one time and the big guy never lets you hear the end of it.

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  3. Some gag gifts cause more gags than others. Merry Christmas!

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  4. Gag gifts are always fun... although I've never been party to any of the above. Hope you had a good Christmas, Norma! (sans the poop)

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    1. My dad was a world-class prankster. He'd go a long way to pull a good prank.

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  5. At least you ate at home. We went out. I really, really hate to cook! Most enjoyable, I might add.

    I do hope your Christmas was wonderful, too!

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    1. We would have eaten out, had Collin not had to work. IHOP has an ad promo running now about "Warm IHOP Memories." I posted on their Facebook page to point out that they deprive their employees of warm holiday memories by making them work!

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  6. Santa's gone wild, huh? This a funny post and proof that anything can happen while we're busy celebrating! I cooked like a maniac and since it was worth every morsel and at least one person besides me appreciated it, which of course made it worth every long minute. Plus our meal didn't have that many chemicals because I made everything from scratch! Hugs to you and Collin!

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    1. I can't do that. I'm a terrible cook. Most of our meal came from boxes or cans!

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  7. I think as easy as one can make it and enjoy the time with who you share it with is the very best Christmas gift.

    cheers, parsnip and thehamish
    Loved your card. Thank you.

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    1. I agree! I'll have to post a photo of our Christmas tree so you can see our Watson ornament there. You gave me an idea for making the kind of ornaments I've always wanted to do. (I'm not into designer trees--I like every ornament to be something very personal.)

      And one of the streaming channels had a three-day Godzilla marathon, which made me think of you!

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    2. GODZILLA my hero !
      Lets all just twist and stomp.

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  8. Merry Christmas, Norma! Btw, those pre-coked turkeys are great. My mother-in-law has done that for the past 3 years for Thanksgiving;).

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    1. And to you, Maria! Yes, they are. Here, most grocery stores will provide a full meal, sides and all, priced according to how many people one is serving. Since it's just the two of us, it's not at all expensive.

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