A Christmas Story: American Pie

I'm glad to report that I got my shopping done on time for my family to get here for Christmas! Yay! Just in time for the merriment to begin! Allow me to recap:


Dad got pulled into my HSM show. And stole it, I might add. Too bad the hat was too small for his head.

Then I forced them to dance in the rain in Block Party Bash. I really couldn't tell you what any of us are doing, but it's probably not original choreography.

Then they all met Sorcerer Mickey and his friends at Fantasmic! They were much more poised and eloquent than the last time they met characters, I must say.

So let me explain a family tradition:

At home on holidays, we all play a game with family and friends called "Shake of the Day" that involves a cup and five dice. Like Yahtzee, the object is to shake up the dice in the cup, and roll five of a kind. Except you put money in the pot to play, and put in more to get an extra roll. The good news is, if you get five of a kind, you get half of the money in the pot! I won twenty bucks on Easter of '09. It's very intense.

Well, since we weren't at home, we did our own SHAKE of the day...

Dad won.

The point of my story is, they brought Christmas. As crazy and exhausted as we all got, we didn't care as long as we kept eating and laughing. And we did.

Merry Christmas. May you laughter fill all the holes and drifts in your life, as it did in mine.