The times they are a-changin’.
This post seems to be older than 16 years—a long time on the internet. It might be outdated.
When I last left off, we were about to open a few presents. Brian has always been the one to rally the troops for present opening, so I suppose that it’s fitting that he went first:
What could it be‽
A tie! With the Ferguson Clan pattern!
Brian felt that since he knew what his previous present was, he’d open a “real” present this time.
Woot! $10! This is actually an inside joke, although Brian didn’t find it very funny. Apparently, while in Italy, Mom, Dad, and Brian were at a restaurant (I was no where to be found, I guess) and Brian looked at the napkin on the table. Noticing how decorative it was, he joking said something to the effect of, “I bet $10 that Mom will wrap something with this for Christmas.” I guess he won that bet.
Brian wasn’t very happy with the aforementioned inside joke, so he opened yet another present. A belt.
Next up was Dad. I wonder would Santa would bestow?
Books! Sorry for the crappy picture. Two animal books in Q&A format dealing with dogs and cats. These were actually family presents, not just for Dad.
Next up was Mom. She got a book…
…and some glasses, or mugs, or candles. I’m actually not quite sure what they are.
And then it was my turn.
But I passed.
I like to savor my presents as longs as possible….
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