Harper takes a more spiritual approach, of course, but her dads do get involved in the business of gift giving at Christmas time. Because of some disrupted travel plans over the holidays, we exchanged gifts on Saturday December 29th. I think we were both pleased. We each received a nice mix of things we need as well things that we’ll enjoy in the months to come. There were practical gifts as well as a little whimsy. Most importantly, the gifts were chosen with care and given with love.
All gifts are not created equal, however, and there were a few highlights. Each year we try to add to our collection of holiday music. I gave him Susan Boyle’s Home For Christmas. He gave me a remastered vintage recording of the lovely Lennon Sisters. Christmas with the Lennon Sisters does not include “I Can’t Get No Satisfaction” but it has many traditional Christmas favorites as well as a track called “Christmas Island” with which I am unfamiliar. I can’t wait to hear it.
I received a festive Ruby Slipper wine stopper. It is quite cheerful and will be a nice complement to a wine bottle holder we bought in Canada last summer.
A wonderful new addition to Casa de Harper is a little refugee from the Blue Man Group whose job it is to strike a jaunty pose and prop up my iPhone. The iPhone 5 weighs more than 5 ounces, after all, so one can only hold it for so long without assistance. He has already come in handy while using the Kindle app as well as for keeping the phone steady during Facetime calls. I have named him Liam because some, undoubtedly authoritative, source on the internet tells me that was the most popular boy’s name in 2013.
Of course there is always the road not taken. Another Christmas has come and gone without Harper’s Other Dad getting those darn cha-cha heels he’s been longing for ever since he first saw John Waters’ Female Trouble. He’s been a brave little trooper but I can tell he’s disappointed. In the words of Eleanor of Aquitaine; “There’ll be other Christmases”.
In a similar vein, I missed my chance to scurry to the tree in my ‘jammies on Christmas morning to find my very own plush Duck Dynasty character. I neglected to put it on my list for Santa (he’s white, you know. I heard in on Fox News) because I didn’t know they existed. Yesterday afternoon, while leaving my local multiplex theater, I saw them waving at me through the glass of a candy store window. I’m not sure which one picked up, they all look like Jerry Garcia impersonators working as roadies for ZZ Top, but when you press his palm he talks. I was hoping to hear more about how ‘Jim Crow’ was the good ol’ days in the South but all he said was; “If you want something done right, don’t ask me“. You can bet it will be on my list next Christmas. (Don’t bet too much!) Who wouldn’t want a cuddly stuffed bigot of their very own? One can buy them individually or, packaged as a set of four, you can get the whole clan.
In an effort the cushion the blow for Harper’s Other Dad, a Casa de Harper favorite…..