Thursday the 24th arrived, 0530 the ladies head to the market, the day is spent preparing the foods for the Annual Christmas Eve Party at my house. This tradition is a couple of decades old, whereas the entire family converges on our house and all presents are under our tree and the party will end sometime Christmas day. Once more I’m just stating fact and am not complaining.
As with all parties at our house I set the rules years ago that if Mayang was the only one to prepare the foods than we would be the only one to eat the foods. We’ll pay for the foods but the labor must be donated. So for many a year now from dawn till dusk the house is filled with family making preparations for Christmas. Noon time and the Karaoke machine arrived, and has been endlessly tested during any and all breaks and deemed serviceable and loud. I found the volume control and let it be known that until the party that was it!
I slid up the stairs to my “Fortress of Solitude” and the amazing part is; I have no super powers, (Well I can turn beer into a waste product with extreme efficiency) but a power nap was required as I must attend the opening of the presents at midnight.
When I returned renewed and refreshed all was in readiness, Foods were everywhere, coolers of beverages of all types, were chock-a-block and ice was in a plentiful supply. Mrs. Thompson deemed it ready, and the festivities commenced. The damnable singing machine was in use, they had pumped up the volume and the Emparaflu was flowing like water.
I did notice that the kids Caroling gave up early when they couldn’t overcome the noise from the Karaoke Machine. Into all lives a little good must come. We stopped giving money to those kids years ago when we noticed that the big kids never shared the money with the little dudes. So for years we just give candy to each one and they all seem to enjoy that.
The family is eating and playing games and drinking of course. I’m showing up now and then, but still hiding until midnight. A couple of cold SMB’s is all I partook of all night. Let them have the fun; I was out Wednesday with some friends.
Midnight, the presents are distributed, the family is full of joy and another Christmas went off without a hitch. I’m returning back upstairs and I left them to make Merry until the sun came up.
Now at 1000 AM, the guys are back and want to move the Damnable Singing Machine down to their house, since it wasn’t being picked up until the 26Th anyway, let the party continue. (No Para La Fiesta”) or Don’t Stop the Carnival!
As I said over the years, I refuse to party on New Year’s Eve, If they won’t have a cocktail with me on a normal Monday afternoon, then I won’t join them on the ultimate “amateur’” night.
But New Years is a subject for another time, its Christmas now and I can honestly say: “It’s Well and Truly Over!”