Christmas Surprises

There's always things that manage to catch me off guard during the holidays. Here are some recent events that made me go "huh?"

Santa got pulled over in our suburb: On the Sunday before Christmas, I witnessed Santa being pulled over by the cops. Santa was in his sleigh on the back of a flatbed trailer, which was being pulled by a pickup truck. A bevy of teen elves were huddled in the ditch, on their cell phones. I checked the local rag to see if it was featured under the "Police Beat" but unfortunately, that particular story was absent. I really want to know if Santa got in trouble for riding in an open air vehicle without a seat belt or if there was some sort of mischief with underage elves.

Husband lavishly gifts me: Under the tree on Christmas morning, I found my usual Bath & Body Works items, candles, perfume, pajamas, and a diamond necklace. Something I didn't request or expect to receive. No complaints here, but much thankfulness has been lavished on dear Husband.

I wasted 48 hours figuring out how to download songs from I-Tunes: (maybe this wasn't much of a surprise, considering my track record). My son got an I-pod for Christmas and a bunch of I-tune gift cards. He set everything up on the laptop, but was unable to redeem the gift cards. I spent two straight days googling the problem (and let me just say, it's a VERY common problem). A techie mentioned on some obscure forum to be sure you are the network administrator when downloading songs. I ignored that odd piece of advice, but finally got desperate after exhausting all of Apple's diagnosing tools. I logged out of my son's name and onto my name and voila! Problem solved. Would have been nice if Apple had mentioned that on their site, instead of making me think I had router problems or blaming Norton.

It was 66 degrees here on December 27th: My body craves the heat and I got my fix for one whole day. It was back down to 40 degrees on the 28th. Currently, we are having a snowstorm. Lovely.

We still have Christmas cookies sitting around on December 31st: This is shocking in my house, with three teenaged kids and yours truly. Even I am tired of looking at them.