Best Christmas Ever

I need to make this fast, as we have to get our butts to my sister’s house within an hour or so.

So far I got two presents, one from Deb and one from her parents.  They are two of the best gifts ever!

Once upon a time, I absolutely loved the Bee Gees.  This goes back to before their Saturday Night Fever days.  Eventually I owned seventeen different albums and eight tracks by the Bee Gees.  This included obscure, early stuff.  Did you know they did a passable cover of The Vogues Turn Around, Look At Me?  I always liked the mellow stuff like and Words best.  But I did like the SNF stuff, and had everything up through the Spirits Having Flown album.  I got to see them in concert, which was excellent, on August 28, 1979.  We were behind the stage, but only perhaps 30 feet from them.

The big collection suffered from the Great Vinyl Drowning of 1994, and by my lack of something to play them on.  Ironically, my old stereo that I inexplicably kept in storage rather than tossing will still play eight tracks, but won’t do anything else, and only puts sound out of one speaker (probably the speaker, not the stereo).  I have never gotten around to getting any CDs by them.  Partly just coincidence, partly being less crazy about them after a while, and partly my general reluctance to buy CDs over the years because they have always been overpriced.  I have a couple of their songs in MP3 courtesy of my brief usage of Napster, which I used primarily to get things I had on vinyl and missed.

Deb got me the box set.  Woohoo!  It’s been a great mystery what she’d ordered for me that wasn’t Spiderman and/or Spiderman 2.  Now I know, and it’s amazing.

But wait!  There was still a box from her parents with my name on it, mysteriously weighty.

It’s something I’d put on my annual Christmas list for years and never gotten: A spice rack!  A totally cool, rotating metal rack that comes with twenty bottles, only two of which duplicate things we already have on hand, and some of which were things I was working up to buying soon.  Yay!

Deb got the perfect view.  I opened the wrap at one end, saw what the end of the box said, and gasped!  Then said “Oh. My. God.” in perfect Rachel Lucas period after every word for emphasis fashion.  I was completely floored and overwhelmed.  Deb was thrilled to see it too.

That on top of the fun of having the baby presents and taking pics of her sleeping surrounded by her stuff made it like the best ever, without even having gone and seen other relatives yet.  Um… pics will follow eventually.  Really.

Okay, gotta go.  Yay for perfect presents!

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