  so, what am I, like,five years old or something? It's freaking 630 on Christmas morning and I'm awake... I think it's actually because I went to bed around the time that I normally would before going to work and so I just woke up at my usual time. oh, and also, i'm at my parents house and i'm sleeping in the basement and it's freezing down there. and i'm sleeping on a pullout bed. so it's really not the most comfortable i've ever been. butyeah.
so the living room looks all serene right now... the tree's twinkling and there are gifts of all sizes covering the floor. It really looks like a pretty christmas picture. i took a picture of it, because in a few hours it won't look like that anymore... there'll be chunks of wrapping paper spewed all over the room, toys underfoot, and boxes and other assorted packaging materials as far as the eye can see. that room won't be the same again for months. so when i got here yesterday half of the household was sick. my dad was sitting in the big chair in the living room coverd with blankets and he could barely talk (which is so odd. he's such a big, tough guy that when he's really sick like that it's kind of scary). my second youngest brother, greg, was disgustingly pale with dark circles under his eyes, half sitting/half sleeping on the sofa in the basement next to a bucket, and my sister was walking around with a hoodie on and the hood up looking like death. mom informed me that they had a nasty stomach bug. i was completely grossed out. i wanted one of those isolation masks that look like duckbills from the hospital.
i haven't been feeling too great (my throat had been hurting so bad i thought i had strep) so i really didn't want anything else. but i'm not sick this morning, I made it through the night here without contracting their disease. unfortunately my disease has progressed and now i'm coughing like i have pneumonia again. that'd suck.
so we exchanged family gifts yesterday. one of our family traditions has always been to exchange our gifts to eachother on christmas eve and then open the gifts from 'santa' the next day. my little brothers get the cutest things for people. alex (the youngest) got amy a set of tiny purses because she could use them "to put all her dimes in. " so adorable. the little guys gave me jewlery: alex gave me a santa pin and greg gave me a butterfly necklace. I got goonies and the secret of nimh from david and amy. we watched the secret of nimh last night. i love that movie. the music from it is awesome... and everytime i get sick, i always want that soup that comes in a packet that you add hot water to because it reminds me of the stuff that Mrs. Brisby got to give to Timmy.
ugh. i was going to try and go back to sleep but my little alex just wandered downstairs and now i have to keep him entertained until a decent hour when we can wake up the parents and the amy and the david (becuase now they're old farts and don't get up early - not even on christmas morning) and open presents. 
