Merry freaking Christmas!

I can’t believe it’s already Wednesday. I was supposed to be off work today and yesterday, but there’s a bunch of stuff I need to clean up before Christmas. I am grateful for the job, but people get so irrational when they are trying to take time off. My boss was left off of one email chain last week so he was freaking out this morning. We use a tool called Teams that works a lot like Messenger. He blew mine up this morning trying to “manage “ things. He was nice when I talked him down after about 20 messages, but I trigger when people micro manage me. I had already handled it. But it’s all good now. I may have some more stuff tomorrow, but I think it’s fading off.

We went to that deer valley condo last night, which made the work I had to waiting for me a little more stressful because I forgot my laptop. It was calmer this time though, we didn’t eat out, we didn’t get snacks, we didn’t go to the sauna, Utah didn’t loose to Oregon state. I don’t sleep well there though. This morning they were playing classic Utah games. The played the 2003 game when Alex Smith beat Aaron rogers at Cal. Then they played 2013 we we beat number 5 Stanford, then lost the rest of our games and did not go to a bowl. 

Last night we did go see Spider-Man. I liked, it, then didn’t like it, then decided I liked it after all. I think I like Spider-Man as an avenger style hero more than I like the stupid villains from the older movies. And the stole the entire multiverse concept from into the  Spiderverse (which is by far my favorite) to bring back the old Spider-Man actors. That’s what bugged me. But in the end, they managed it pretty well and I think it will be worth buying when it’s downloadable. We went to this theater in park city near that 5-guys we ate at last summer. Our seats were on the second row, right in front of the screen. The theater was filled with prepubescent girls it seemed. They squealed  each time an old actor was introduced. I realized we missed a whole series of movies about the time the avengers was released and we moved to Dallas, so we rented the first one tonight and watched about an hour of it before Ben had to go to bed.

I think mom told you about my little McDonald’s drive through adventure. I just ordered two diet cokes. After I ordered, mom as she does, saw the holiday pies and I said I’d ask for some. So when I got to the first window, the lady there asked what my order was, I told her that wasn’t what I ordered, that I ordered two diet cokes, and that I’d like to add two holiday pies. Then she asked if I wanted fries with that, I said no. I didn’t realize she was taking an order on her heads and not talking to me till she reached up and closed the window, without me even paying. I looked in the rear view mirror and your brothers were dying of embarrassment, ben had his hoodie pulled over his face. Mom was dying laughing at me. To make it even more awkward, I drove up to the second window and tried to pay there since the old lady at the first window closed the window on me. The young girl at the second window gave me the cokes, but got flustered when I tried to pay her, so in broken English just told us to take them. So my boy, that’s how you get free sodas at McDonald’s and embarrass your entire family all at once.

I worked for a few more hours when we got home. Ben got called into work for a few hours too. Grandma wanted to get grandpa one of those veteran ball caps you see all the old men wearing. Her and mom even went shopping for them at the mall. Old men don’t buy hats at the mall. They wear their hats at the mall as they ride their grandpa scooters around trying to pick up ladies. Anyway, I got the idea that we could go to the hill air force base museum (I know, you’re instantly homesick at the mere mention of that place) to get some, but with Ben and I working, we didn’t have time to go. Then I got the brighter idea to try that army-navy surplus store in taylorsville next to that good Mexican restaurant we tried for Joe’s Spanish class. They had racks of those hats. Mom chose him a royal blue one that he could wear on game days without carrying the shame of a byu logo, and she bought him a camouflage pattern one for when he’s rescuing POWs in the jungle.

Tomorrow is the triumphant return of your uncle David, the family conquering hero. Grandma has four tribute dinners planned for him, but mom is mercifully only making us attend two. I get the feeling we went to see Spider-Man just so we could sit at the table of honor discussing such sacredness as the marvel universe.

Tomorrow I’m going to meet Chris Bigelow for lunch, no one in the family has accepted my offer to come with me, I can’t understand why. 

Well, love you kid. I hope you don’t or didn’t get in trouble for the contraband in your Christmas package. Just know that we love you and miss you at this time of year. You are always on my mind, the first thing I pray for.

Pops