Through the Eyes of Keaven [insert wit here]

26Dec/110

Christmas 2011

Christmas this year has been really great so far. I say "so far" because Chrsitmastide STARTS on with Christmas Day on December 25th, and lasts through Epiphany on January 6th - Thus, the 12 Days of Christmas.

I come from a somewhat large family, with many uncles, aunts, and cousins. When I was  a kid, we started breaking up our Christmas celebrations into two events: On Christmas Eve, everyone would gather at my grandparents' house for a big family dinner, and some exchanging of gifts. This was quite the event, due to all the people involved. Lots of food, lots of merriment, and lots of laughter.

The next morning, Christmas Day, has always been for the nuclear family. My brother and I would wake up mom and dad, and rush to the stockings to see what Santa brought us. It was great fun.

Over the years, after having shared Christmas with the families of various friends and significant others, I've come to see how different families "do" Christmas. I think the one thing that has fascinated me the most has been The Opening of Gifts. Opening gifts takes a very long time in my family. Not because there is an overabundance of gifts or people, but because of how we've always done it - One person, and only one person, opens a gift, takes it out of the box, passes it around so everyone can get a look at it, plays with it for a while or tries it on or pantomimes it's actual use or whatever. Then it gets put to the side, and then it's the next persons turn to open a gift. You can imagine my shock when, after experiencing gift opening in this way for all my life, suddenly finding myself in situations where people all just grab gifts and begin tearing into them all at the same time, like a gift wrap tearing version of a 21 gun salute.

These days, the extended family is just about all long-distance. My mom, dad, brother, and boyfriend John (notice how the Oxford comma prevents that list from being awkward) all gather at my Grandmother's house on Christmas Eve. It's just us these days, so there's not big family feast. We've modified our tradition to be a simple buffet of finger foods and crudité. Then John and I hit the road, on Christmas Day, and go down to visit with John's family for a few days.

John's mom only had dial-up for the longest time down here, but finally came into the high-speed world this last year! Which is why I'm able to sit here and write this post from my laptop while sitting at the dining room table!  Oh, and play SWTOR until my laptop locks up from overheating.. hehe ;P

Filed under: Family No Comments
13Dec/110

PiPi the Dog

This is one of my dogs. His name is PiPi. We were torturing him by making him wear beads and trying to get him to do tricks while wearing them. He would have nothing to do with any of it, thank you very much. He just sat there on the stairs with this look on his face of, "...really?" So I just grabbed a shot of him as best I could, and called it a day.

He's really a sweet dog. Not like that *other* dog of ours... He Who Shall Not Have Treats... *that* guy don't get treats you know. I kid. He totally does 😛 heh

Yeah, so.. there's no point to this post, other than to say, I love my dogs 😀 hehe

Filed under: Family No Comments
8Feb/113

RIP Jewel the Dog

RIP Jewel - 02/06/2011

The afternoon of Sunday, February 6, 2011, John and I took our dogs (Kirby and Pipi) over to my parents house. My brother's dog, Jewel, a beautiful brindle Boxer, has stayed at my parents house for the past few years and quickly became part of the family, thanks to her sweet disposition, and cuddly affection towards everyone who walked through the door.

Jewel loved playing with Kirby and Pipi. She would spend time at our place when my parents would go on vacation - usually just a weekend here or there, but occasionally we would get to watch her for whole weeks at a time. She was always the best behaved dog in the house, and would constantly be trying to get the two boys to play tag!

I'm very, very happy we got to go over to the house yesterday for them to play together again. It turns out, it would be the last time.

My mom called me this evening to inform me Jewel suffered a major stroke yesterday, shortly after we had left. She had suffered from ongoing heath problems, and this last year had been particularly hard on her. For the sake of the pain she had been in, this is a blessing - she can finally be at peace. We, however, are now suffering the pain losing her has caused.

She was one of the sweetest dogs I have ever known. Though she has always been my brother's dog, and he loved her more than anything, Jewel padded her way into my heart, with those big brown eyes full of affection, and the way she would cuddle up to you as though she was trying her damnedest to give you a hug.

Rest in peace, sweet Jewel. You will be sorely missed. I think God you are no longer in pain, and thank you for the years of love you gave me and my family. You will never be forgotten.

Filed under: Family 3 Comments