Christmas Weekend

This entry was published at least two years ago (originally posted on December 28, 2004). Since that time the information may have become outdated or my beliefs may have changed (in general, assume a more open and liberal current viewpoint). A fuller disclaimer is available.

Good Christmas weekend this year.

Christmas Eve Day I got up at my usual time, dinked around on the ‘puter for a bit while I woke up, packed, and headed down to the train station. Hiked down the hill to 3rd, then caught a bus over to Jackson street and killed time for about an hour before the train left.

I spent most of the train ride in the observation car, listening to the Kleptones and watching the scenery fly by. It was a pretty grey day, but I did what I could to get some interesting shots, trying to catch some of the graffitti on the train cars and bridges we passed.

Prairie and H picked me up at the station, and I got to see Prairie’s new car (something of a Christmas present to herself, as her old Jetta finally became too much of a hassle to keep over this past week), a cute little silver Honda Civic. We swung by Prairie’s mom’s house to drop off bags, and then Prairie and I went over to her dad’s place. I gave her dad some pointers with his new iBook, H and K joined us a little while later, and we had a nice Christmas Eve dinner, complete with decorating Christmas cookies. Eventually, we all headed back to Prairie’s mom’s house to crash out.

Christmas morning rolled around, and Prairie and I joined her mom and sisters downstairs to open presents. My stocking was stuffed with socks and M&M’s, I got a good pile of new clothing (all black, save one shirt that’s black and grey), a few books, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, and Season One of Buffy (so I can eventually own them all). Lots more than I was expecting to end up with!

That afternoon, Prairie and I went driving around the Woodland area, heading down by the Columbia river, and then a little way up past where the Louis river joins the Columbia and up to a train trestle spanning the Louis. I was a good son and called my parents after we got home — this is the second Christmas I’ve been away from home for, though Prairie and I are discussing seeing if we can head up to Alaska for next Christmas. H’s boyfriend P showed up in time for Christmas dinner, and later on I did my best at playing photographer for the traditional Christmas family photos.

Monday was another day of resting and lazing around. Lunch with P and H over at Prairie’s dad’s house, and then packing up and heading back north to Seattle.

As usual, I’ve got a selection of photos posted to Flickr (61 of the 200-some I took over the course of the weekend). Now I’m back at work, and Prairie’s doing her best to fend off a cold before the New Year’s weekend rolls around. Life returns to normal…for a few days at least.