It has been a long time since I’ve been up at 6am on Christmas morning. Somewhere along the line, the anticpation of the day had worn off. I kind of miss that – it? has happened with Vegas too. I used to get juiced just driving to the airport. Now it is more humdrum. A couple trips back the thrill started to come back a bit.
But this Christmas, yup, we’re up early. Okay, not that fair, cause Sal is up every day around 6am, so this is no different to him, but for me, it’s got a different vibe. Catherine’s not really looking forward to round two of my childhood, but me and Sal sure are. Some might argue that I never completely grew up – and that I won’t be “reliving” anything with Sal – just (hopefully) growing up with him. Either way, amid it all, we’re gonna have a blast.
And/or maybe, we just wanted to wake Jeanie up…
Have a good set of holidays, you all…I’m gonna go find a donut store that’s open. Or at least, a bagel shop.