We had our christmas on Friday this year since I was flying on the (not) actual day of the christ child’s birth.

Here are some photos.

Yummy homemade spaghetti with homegrown tomatoes in the sauce. Of course you can’t see any of that since I murdered it with a pound of cheese.

On a trip to the mall (there is only one) I saw a store called “DEB” for “plump” women. In case you can’t read the tiny type on this banner it says: “It’s an attitude not a size” (I think we’re missing some punctuation there… but that isn’t why I felt compelled to take the photo) Mo’Nique would be proud.

Mom and her gift (the fan that “magically” spells out Ohio State stuff). I have to note that she was in the middle of preparing a huge dinner or she’ll kill me.

My dad got bored with gun collecting, so now he is collecting weapons from further east. This is his best Samurai Look.

My reaction after opening my gag gift. A pink “support breast cancer” highlighter and an authentic “Gabriel Brothers” shopping bag (those of you from the MOV know what I’m talking about).

The spread my mom prepared. Stuffed Cornish Hens, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, corn casserole and cranberries.

One can’t get out of a family christmas without pumpkin pie!

and something called “grasshopper pie” made of chocolate chunks, graham crackers and mint chocolate chip ice cream. My mother was enjoying it until she suddenly remembered that she doesn’t like ice cream.