with David home to kiss me
when the clock strikes twelve.
It’s the last day of 2008, so I thought I’d take a moment to share with you some things I’ve learned over the past year.
Happy New Year, readers. Thank you for being you.
There’s a little red Corvette parked in my driveway. And you should know that when I say little red Corvette, I’m actually singing it. Like Prince.
The Corvette is a loaner from my father-in-law while we work out our car situation. Our neighbors don’t know that, though. They only know that it showed up on Christmas and Dave has been driving it, which makes me look like the coolest wife ever.
I actually gave him the video game Spore for Christmas, which means I’m -3% as cool as they think I am.
Our Christmas Not On Christmas was wonderful, by the way. Julia found the Barbie and the Diamond Castle dolls she’d been longing for under the tree. Lucy got toys, but who the hell cares about that when they come wrapped in PAPER. We played together all day long. The whole family. And that was my best Christmas present.
Dave has been home for four whole days. He’s had the girls in his lap for most of that time. They can’t get enough of their daddy.
This has given me plenty of time to build civilizations on that video game I gave him for Christmas. And that means I’m actually -112% cooler than the neighbors think I am.
Merry Christmas Eve, Internets! Except that it’s not Christmas Eve for us. We like to be different, so TOMORROW is The Grimmett Family Christmas Eve. We’re celebrating Christmas on Friday. I wish I had a more interesting reason other than Dave has to work on Christmas, but I don’t. Since Christmas, to me at least, isn’t so much about December 25th as it is about my family, we are celebrating it when he can be home. I don’t do Christmas without Mr. Grimmett.
(Writing Mr. Grimmett made me laugh a little. I don’t know why. I just don’t think of Dave and I as Mr. and Mrs. kind of people. We’re Hey You folks.)
To some, it may seem like this would make Christmas a little less special. Not us. Dave works 12 hour shifts, midnight to noon. And he has worked that shift 18 of the last 20 days. He’s been home a day here and there so I can refill his lunch bag and wash his clothes. I’ve spent more time cleaning his underwear than I have with him. So, the Christmas gift the Grimmett Girls are looking forward to most is some time with Mr. Grimmett. Hehe. We can’t wait to have him holding the television hostage on a sports channel while snoring in his recliner. We’ve really kind of missed that.