Boxing Day

we had a nice Christmas Eve, with the Houston Texans-Jacksonville Jaguars game for the menfolk and some game women, and shopping for me and Peggy. We did a yankee swap at Aunt S's, and if I do say so myself, our gifts were a hit. The 20 11/12 male cousin was very excited about the book "Cooking with Beer," and his dad would have happily kept the two DVDs of westerns if Z hadn't gone and stolen them back when his turn came!
Christmas was not the morning affair it is for my family. Everyone slept late (I slept until 11!) and eventually we ate breakfast, looked at our stockings, and we "kids" (ages 28-31) got out Santa gifts under the tree. The wrapped gifts got piled into the car, an dwe went to grandma's house to open them there. Both nights involved rousing games of Catchphrase - the best game ever!

We headed out late and saw Syriana. It was good, though hard to keep track of all the characters. I enjoyed hearing the deliberate movie Arabic (George Clooney's was an incoherent mumble, though).

We're off for Dallas this morning to visit a great aunt, and eventually to hill country and San Antonio.