We had a swell Christmas. Big surprise for the family was a Wii. Carol has been talking about it for months, and I have been like “what a stupuid waste of money – you’d have to be a schmuck to buy a Wii.” All along, of course, I had a Wii and a Wii Fit kit wrapped in the basement. So sneaky.

Right now I’m wearing my Ghostbusters tee (gift from Carol), thinking about some beef jerky (stocking stuffer), eyeballing my iPod Nano in its case (gift from the boys), plugged into a highly efficient travel charger (gift from Santa), listening to the Ricky Gervais show featuring Karl Pilkington, author of Happyslapped by a Jellyfish (gift from Carol).

Yup, a new shirt, a new book, gadget gear and snacks. Only a few of the lovely and thoughtful gifts I received. My girlie is so good to me – if we weren’t already married I’d totally be shopping for wedding invitations.

I won’t even talk about all the nonsense the boys are running around with. Legos, Transformers, Playmobil, DVDs, Wii games…oh yeah, the Wii too. They are pigs in poop. Seriously. And that’s not even taking into account the massive spoiling courtesy of their grandparents.