"The Holidays"–2012–Part 1

So, where are we?

Late December, that's right, and that means the holidays.

And what kicks off the holidays?  December 22 – My birthday, of course.

It was a Saturday, and since the Mayans didn't kill us all off (or something like that), I got to celebrate it.

We got dressed up a little, we piled in the car and drove up to Wheeling for a late lunch feast at Bob Chinn's Crab House.  This is my favorite restaurant.  It's so good.

Some members V of the group clean up a V whole lot better V than others.

And then I got ready to rip into some crab legs.  I just couldn't fork over the coin for the king crab legs.  But I did use that yellow ripper and reduced that pile of snow crab legs to a mound of shell in no time flat.

With a little help from my little friend.  Oh, Mr. Bob Chinn's Mai Tai.  You are a thing of beauty.

Since it was my birthday, they brought over a peanut butter, banana, and chocolate pie that was outstanding (Oreo crust.)

Stuffed to the gills, we made it home.  The food coma started to set in for me.  BAD.  So I went in to take a nap, while Cora and the Daughter decorated my birthday cake.  (No bake cheese cake, I'm a a simple man.)

And then came the "showered me with gifts" part, including:

Yes! I got a POP! Captain America while wearing my Captain America T-Shirt!

And a pile of DVDs (Planes, Trains… The Dark Knight Returns, and the Firefly Series.)

And, no, I'm not yawning, I got a book that would help me speak Wookiee. Obviously, I'm practicing, much to The Daughter's chagrin.

Yup.  Good birthday.