We started at the kid’s father’s house where we viewed the opening of the Santa gifts. After breakfast we headed to our house for Santa Part Deux. The kids left with their dad and Jen and I traveled to my sister’s new house. We just ate an excellent Christmas dinner and are about to do our family secret Santa.

It’s been a great Christmas so far.

(cool gift: The Beatles Stereo Remasters box set.

Christmas Miracle: A certain six year old has his first loose tooth!)

Santa Claus was here!!

Merry Christmas to all my friends and family. I hope Santa treated you right last night! HO HO HO!

Hurry up and get to bed! Santa will be here in about 10 minutes! We have to be asleep or he won’t come!

Today’s Dilbert comic:

I have already received the gift that I wanted for Christmas.

It came 209 days early, but it truly was my greatest Christmas wish.

I love you Jen.

Happy Christmas Eve everyone. The big man flies the sleigh tonight! Ho Ho Ho!

On today’s agenda, I got out of bed. While Jen and the kids started making cookies for Santa I went to work. At work I will go to a Christmas party. After that I will go to another Christmas party. Then I will go home.

After work I will go to a Christmas party.

All the wrapping is done, all the preparations (except the cookies) are done.

Everything is done except the actual shredding of the wrapping paper. We have to wait until tomorrow for that.

Christmas is 15 hours away! WOOHOOO

HO HO HO!

This is wrong on every level, which I why I like it.

From funnyordie.com, episode one of St Nick and Kate Plus 8.

I love this thing.

Go to this wonderful NORAD site and follow Santa’s progress as he muddles through the only day of the year he doesn’t work from home.

HO HO HO

9 hours and 46 minutes until the big guy starts his run. (according to the site, or course)

Christmas is a time for love, peace, family, giving, and TOTAL INSANITY!

I tried to go to the Ritz Camera store in the Natick Mall at lunch today. Big Mistake. The mob was so insane that they had police outside of the garage. Not policeman, singular, but policemen, plural. Four of them at one garage entrance. Four of them blocking one garage entrance and funneling everyone to the other garage entrance, creating a cluster of titanic proportions.

I didn’t even make it into the building before running (well, driving) away screaming in fear.

Merry Christmas, indeed!