And so I’m offering this simple phrase,
To kids from one to ninety-two,
Although its been said many times, many ways,
A very Merry Christmas to you!
Anybody else spend a couple hours Saturday night watching most of the second half of the Steelers-Chargers playoff game from the strike shortened ’82 season? No? How about highlights from the 1976 season? Hmm… How about classic Christmas commericals from the late 70’s and early 80’s?
Here’s some of my favorites:
Classic Miller Beer ad.
C’mon you love this one too. Peter surprises his family and makes it home for Christmas.
Sure its a bunch of hippie garbage, but this McDonald’s ad is iconic. We were all singing it back it day along with Schoolhouse Rock.
Anyhow, four days until Christmas and we’re down to Santa. We celebrated with Mom’s side of family this weekend at one of her sister’s houses. 16 people in one house. Mom and I slept in our oldest niece’s room. We were informed that it was the coldest room in the house. This information proved correct. It was like we were in Ice Road Truckers. I had my Steelers hooded sweatshirt on – with the hood up so I could avoid frostbite on my ears.
Saturday morning we opened presents. Got a Steeler’s trailer hitch cover and a pressure washer. Now I just need to make sure I don’t take the paint off my truck the first time I use it.
The girls, of course, cleaned up again. Bails got a Barbie complete with two pet dogs. Which pee. That’s right – pee. Peeing Barbie dogs evidently carry a fairly high value amongst kids active in the Christmas loot comparison market.
Why does Mattel even sell this? I mean how did the product development meeting go when they thought of it?
“Hey, what if we gave Barbie two dogs?”
“Haven’t we already done that?”
“Yeah, but let’s make the dogs pee. Probably can’t use real urine but we could pack something in the box that turns yellow when water hits it. Yeah, and we’ll throw some brown shapes on there too.”
Seriously. In order to sell Barbie’s we have to market pee.
Anyway, we figured opening presents wasn’t enough for a Saturday so added a swim meet and high school basketball game. The girls’ cousins had a swim meet for most of the afternoon and then, as luck would have it, Mom’s hometown high school had a game in town Saturday night. And in case you were wondering, walking in 8 degree weather from the car to arena will not lower the rambunctious levels among children age 2 to 11. Especially when they’ve been jacked up all day on cookies and presents.