Pointless Poignancy

Really, there is nothing here to report but complete and utter randomness.

First off, this morning, I had a great idea for Andrea's Christmas. In effort to get maximum enjoyment out of this surprise, I'm not going to spill any of the details, but there will be footage recorded.

So, she goes off to her Christmas party, Kevin goes off to a bachelor party and I stayed home recover from babysitting the monsters over night. We had a Christmas party - watching Home Alone, ELF, The Year Without a Santa Claus, Nestor the Long-Eared Donkey, Rudolph's Shiny New Year, and finally Christmas Vacation. Yeah, long night. And Emily, my 4-year-old cousin...she LOVES Heat Miser and Cold Miser! And I had to sing their songs over and over again that night, then in the morning, and then again when Chris and Melody got home. But anyway, I was recovering and that included watching Charlie's Angels and baking cookies.

So, Andrea comes home and decides she wants to watch Overboard with Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russell. CLASSIC! And then there's the whole "Roy," quote that conjures up memory of Fancy Pants, one of the opposing pitchers who played softball with Kevin.

Then, Kevin calls to be picked up and dropped off at a local bar that is his favorite Saturday haunt. I go and get, unlock the doors and despite all the shit that I haven't had a chance to clear from my car (including the BRAND NEW book stand I bought to take to the gym to read on treadmills with) he sits down on all the shit. I'm flipping just imagine my new stand getting broke. Thankfully, it didn't.

Anyway, Kevin and I are cutting it up, talking about the Christmas "gift" for Andrea and how we can improve it. He then criticizes my music and tells my CDs are stupid and asks me why I bought some for Andrea. Whatever, Kevin, she'll like them. Anyway, we're driving and there's no place to park in front of the bar, so I'm in the process of driving around the block. Kevin flips because he thinks I'm going to make him walk.

Then he stops bitching. Because we turn the corner and see...a...DELOREAN! I remember I have a camera in my purse, so we drive around the block, go past the bar again, and then stop. Kevin takes the camera out and is photographing the car. It is even complete with a front plate that says "McFly." GREATNESS right there. Anyway, we quote a few "Back to the Future" lines and then pull in front of the bar and drop him off, telling him to look for the driver of the car because how awesome would it be ride in a Delorean at 88 mph before you die?!

So I'm driving home and then I see all of these flashing lights ahead. I'm pretty pissed b/c I'm on the highway and I'm thinking this a sobriety check and wondering how fucking long it is going to take to get through this. It wasn't! Five city police cars and one sheriff were pulled over to the side of the road. A man was bent over the back end of one of the cars w/ a gun to his neck! CRAZINESS! And exciting. Like, we have people in this town who the cops pull guns on. LOVE IT!