Here's a picture of me standing on a chair and decorating our "Charlie Brown" Christmas tree that stood atop our fireplace. And don't make fun of it...even though I did. It was special to us. And the cats thought it was pretty special too. They're big enough now to jump up on things, and the top of the fireplace is a short leap away from the dining room table. Every now and then when we weren't looking we would hear the "ping - ping" of little ornament balls being batted around the tile floor. And FYI...I don't usually parade around with a dirty posterior: we had just returned from one of my last softball games of the fall season (champs, 28 W - 0 L). I doubt I'll ever get too old to slide around in the dirt!
Here's a better shot a couple weeks later: tree, presents, our new stockings hung by the fire, and our restrained version of a warm Christmas fire. It's really cold in our apartment this time of year (dang the cement!), so unfortunately it's not a functional fire place. And yes, Mom and Dad, if you're wondering, the presents you sent are there under the tree. Behind my head you can also see one of Kerry's great pictures we had framed from when she trekked the gorillas in Uganda in June 2005. There are two more similar ones hung on the same wall (out of our picture). Kerry had our new stockings ordered from a great shop not far from our apartment, where they're pretty handy with a needle. I think they are great!
Here's some better shots of them:
It's difficult to see, but they also have our names written in Arabic on the toe.
This is Christmas Eve candlelight service.
Several weeks ago, Kerry, her parents, and myself were asked to do the advent candle lighting at the 9 pm service. Then last week, we were fired. Actually, it was just a miscommunication between the organizers of the service...but still. Fired from advent candle lighting! Got to be a first.
Embracing the McGuigan family tradition, Santa put some absolutely ridiculous things in Kerry and I's stockings. Take this cheap (and quite frightening) Santa mask for example:
Ready...
...Set...
...Destroy!!!...
This is my excited face.
Who wouldn't be excited when you have this to look forward to?! This is the McGuigans place after Kerry and I added to the heap.
Very Festive...well done, Kathy.
"Ooopening!" (Uncle Leo, Seinfeld, anyone?). Who's hat is cooler...Dan's santa hat with battery operated lights around the trim, or my new fleece-lined addidas bini (thanks, Kathy!). Ok, yes, maybe Dan's wins. I'm also sporting my new hoodie. Is the feel of the inside of a fuzzy new sweatshirt not the most comfortable thing in the world?
We're not really focused on the camera because we were watching the tape-delayed Seahawks / Chargers game. Next year's Christmas letter: Dear Santa, I think Mike Holmgren has been very good this year. Please give the Seahawks a WR that doesn't drop passes and DBs who don't give up the big play!! $#*^!!!
Here's a picture to make your mother worry...or laugh. This is my Arab-trying to keep a straight-face.
Beautiful new necklace: affordable. Beautiful new painting to be hung above the dining room table: expensive. Beautiful new wife: priceless.
Terrific contribution to the stocking by the father-in-law! How is this chocolate not melting?
Post Christmas Dinner...that's why we look so content. Sigh...Thank you, God, for Ham. Our friend, Jolly, is on the left. She is from Uganda, is studying demographics in Cairo, and works with Marcus.
The Cairo family. Only 4 of us...but 6 if you count Astro and Sinai (dogs), 9 if you count the birds, 10 if you count Kerry's fish...
...Or 12 if you count our cats! This was yesterday. They're getting so big!
Merry Christmas and God Bless you All!

