Here is how my Christmas is going so far. Let me preface this by saying that I'm not the most adept person at putting things together. If you want to me to waste a whole day and get into a furious mood, get me any "assemble it yourself" furniture from Ikea.
So, I was excited to see a Big Wheel at the store yesterday, so got it for my six-year-old. When I was her age, in 1971, Big Wheels where THE thing to have. Any day after school Daisy Circle was full of kids having Big Wheel races, stunts, follow the leader games, and other such games. We had to use duct tape on the rear wheels to keep from from wearing out. It was a shame we had to grow too old for them.
Last night I spent entirely too much time assembling the thing. I had particular difficulty with attaching the handlebars, which involved putting one of that hat shaped things on a rod, which as the last step wasn't easy because there was no resistance on the other end. Eventually I figured out a way. Anyway, the first thing my daughter said when she say it was "I don't want it." After explaining how it must have taken somebody hours to assemble, she wouldn't budge in her position. Hopefully the son of Lupe, my weekly housekeeper will want it.
Then my wife got the same daughter a Razor scooter. I might we already have two, which she hasn't touched in months. I've spent at least an hour trying to unfold the thing into the riding position, but just can't figure out how. Please don't suggest any links to instructions or videos. I've already tried dozens and they are for different models or tell me to do things that just don't do anyting. It is very frustrating. I've been meaning to take my son's bike in for a tune up. Hopefully there will be somemore more mechanically inclined that I am who can explain it. It will probably take him all of two seconds. Meanwhile, I hope I can refrain from throwing the damn thing through my window.
So far my wife and I have managed to avoid our annual Christmas fight, but the day is still young.
Wishing all a better day than I'm having.
I sympathize with you. The build up to Christmas is always great with the music in the casinos, all of the cookies, all of the cards. Christmas day itself is always a disappointment. I got more underwear and socks than I know what to do with, and really nothing too exciting at all. Then I got a new iphone case and got scrutinized for not appreciating it. Of course I'm not going to love it, I have the ideal case on my phone now, I don't want to replace it with a piece of cheap hard plastic. I got $7 in lottery scratch tickets in my stocking, won $2, below the already low expected value of around 3 dollars. At least my mother is making a turkey with her delicious stuffing.
As to the big wheel, I am only 22 and I had a big wheel growing up. They are a lot of fun. Hopefully she will give it a chance.
Shortly after my last post we had a plumbing incident, which was entirely my fault. It involved an overflowing toilet and flooding in the room where said incident took place and the floor below. Without getting too graphic, this house is filled with wimpy toilets. I've tried to keep a plunger in every single one of them, for such incidents, but my wife keeps taking them out and putting them in the garage. I suppose she thinks they don't look attractive. Somebody should invent a nice pink feminine-looking plunger, that is still manly enough to get the job done.
You may be wondering what I got from Santa. Let me preface that answer by saying that I hate polyster. Both the look and feel. What few times I've gone with my wife to by clothes she is always picking out stuff made of polyster. When she asks what I think the only thing I need to say is "What is it made of?" I thought she knew that I conisder polyster clothing something from the pit of hell, as evidenced by the fact that her reply is always "POLYSTER!!!" Give me any natural fabric or don't give me anything at all.
So, to get to the point, I got polyster-blend slacks and polo shirt. They seem about 2/3 polyster. Of course, I didn't complain. Granted, they do look better than a lot of the ratty all-cotton clothes I already have. If there is an occation when I need to look good, at the expense of comfort, they might come in handy. However, I can't imagine such an occation. Most days I sit around in sweat pants a an old t-shirt all day.
I think I'm going to on a nice 13-mile run to clear my head.
My New Year resolution is to place only +EV wagers :-)
For as long as I can remember, my family has operated on the principal of self-created Christmas lists. We would put the list on the fridge around Thanksgiving and everyone would write stuff that they wanted on their list, and the rest of the family then had some good ideas to start with. It prevented a lot of "what the hell is this? This sucks!" situations, I would imagine. Your kids might be too young to intelligently wish for stuff, unsure.
As to the plumbing, what a crappy situation!
If you want to me to waste a whole day and get into a furious mood, get me any "assemble it yourself" furniture from Ikea.
Really? I have little in the way of manual ability, but those things are easier than legos to put together. True, sometimes they are a two-person job, but otherwise it's all straightforward enough.
At the local Office depot and Office Max stores, you can also get someone to come to your house and assemble it. They deliver, too.