Okay then: Christmas Eve

The day before Christmas always spells a trip up to Portland. What can I say about it? Nothing special. we have a yankee swap that almost never fails to disappoint me. Gag gifts tend to outnumber anything people actually need, and thus a lot of people get shafted. This process hopped up and down on a bunch of emotional baggage from school that always kind of ruined the evening. Now that I've grown up some I can see the fun in the situation. The concept is still pretty mean as far as I'm concerned (it's all about taking present from other people because you want them), but we're all family, so whatever, time to have fun. Christmas isn't about the presents anyway. Also, I came away with two bottles of what I am told is pretty good wine.