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Why don't I ever send my one nice pair of slacks to the cleaner? Happens everytime, I'll wear them out like 2x per year and each time, regardless of what was spilled on them, they end up back in the closet hung up. A couple of hours before I need them, I discover this, get mad at myself, and try to clean them myself. It never looks right.

And I assure you, after tonight, they will end up back in the closet and 6 months from now I'll be going through this same stressful exercise.

I need a second pair so I can rotate or something.

Now we are finding stuff for the kids (ages 14 and 20). Finding something that Mom thinks is acceptable and doesn't choke or itch is the next challenge.

Lord I hate Christmas.

edit - just passed my 20 year old running down the steps in a sweater and underwear. No pants. Not sure if he packed anything from school. As we passed each other, he said "This sucks".

Yep, that's the ol' Christmas Spirit in the jim household right now.

double edit - PERFECT! No shirts for the older one. He has one hour to go find something at a store. I'd say the d1psh1t needs to learn to pack better, but I'm exactly the same way.

HO HO HO.

I'm going up to fix a big honkin glass if Jameson's.

Ok, my wife just finished rooting through an old box and found size 11 shoes for my 14 year old to wear. He's a size 9.

The reason for the shoe change is my sons negotiated (argued is more like it) Dockers down from slacks, but neither have proper shoes for it.

This is really priceless over here right now.

edit - Ok, she's screaming at me now. Gotta run. Merry Christmas everyone!

I'm loving this thread. Once I leave work @ 2:30, I've gotta get gas, drive to the mall (30 minutes), hit 2 stores, go to Walgreen's, go home to get ready, and be at my sister's by 4:30...Never gonna make it on time.

Edit- To hell with it. I'm leaving now.

I'm ahead of schedule. gifts for 9 people are wrapped and sitting in front of my fireplace (for tomorrow). I don't have to be anywhere until 6 tonight and they all know I'm not brining a dish (they've stopped asking me to) .

So I cleaned out my garage and now I am going to go wash my car.

Ok, the whiskey helped. Starting to calm down a little more. Oldest one back with a shirt, wife is a little calmer. Apparently she didn't want to duplicate last years fiasco where he wore a shirt that was not in the best condition that he bought from a Salvation Army store. I didn't notice, but apparently my wife wasn't happy.

20 minutes and we are heading out, and I somehow love the fact that while they are all still running around I'm down here chilling out.

I want to work out but it feels like a gout attack is starting in my left big toe.

docellis wrote:they all know I'm not brining a dish (they've stopped asking me to)

Boy, I'd insist you bring something if it were my house you were coming to.

Mainly because I know it would be en fuego.

jim I completely relate to everything you've said in this thread.

I'm waiting for the rest of my family to return from Mass.

So, I'm browsing GRB while listening to an interview with
Lawrence Ferlinghetti.

Sort of a tradition for me.

Just noticed this on Slate.http://www.slate.com/id/2180783/nav/tap3/

The McCartney Christmas song is on now, only one more day!