To each his own. To me my own.

A Christmas Vacation

“The most enduring traditions of the season are best enjoyed in the warm embrace of kith and kin. Thith tree is a thymbol of the thspirit of the Griswold family Chrithmath.”

~Clark W. Griswold

“Where ya gonna put a tree that big, Griswold?”

“Bend over and I’ll show you.”

My daughter and I are literally obsessed with the movie Christmas Vacation. I’m definitely not the best at remembering some of the quotes, but my girl can pull one out of her the air with absolutely no notice in less than a fraction of a second.

“You surprised to see us, Clark?”

“Oh, Eddie… If I woke up tomorrow with my head sewn to the carpet, I wouldn’t be more surprised than I am right now…”

Now I don’t mean to toot my own horn here, but this kid of mine is a huge pile of awesomeness. Seriously. Just when I thought her awesomeness couldn’t get any more awesome, last night she sends me this picture of a sweater she made for an ‘Ugly Sweater’ Christmas party she was attending. In true Christmas Vacation fashion. (Did I mention the fact that she made it?)

She could market these things. The sweater, that is. 

“They had to replace my metal plate with a plastic one. Every time Catherine revved up the microwave, I’d piss my pants and forget who I was for about half an hour or so.”

This kid could take table scraps and turn them into the most fabulous Cinderella gown you’ve ever seen. Just like clockwork, her Christmas Vacation quotes start annually around October 1st. She still has that same laugh as when she was a baby, and gets a big rise out of making others laugh. And hey, who couldn’t use a little hilarity in a sometimes often stressful season?

“Oh, I was just smelling – smiling. I was just blouse – browsing. I, uh, heh heh. Well, I guess it just wouldn’t… Oh hee hee, it wouldn’t be the Christmas shopping season if the stores were any less hooter than they – HOTTER than they are. Whew. It is warm in here, isn’t it?”

She’s gonna shoot me for posting this, but see, I just can’t help myself. Now I’m getting all nostalgic in typical Clark-fashion. Seems like it was only yesterday when I dipped her in the ocean for the very first time… yeah, just like yesterday…

“Can I refill your eggnog for you? Get you something to eat? Drive you out to the middle of nowhere and leave you for dead?”

“Naw, I’m doing just fine, Clark.”

Mele Kalikimaka to you all!

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10 responses

  1. Mom~

    Your tree is beautiful (loving the colored lights).. her sweater is just fabulous dahling (maybe she got some of my previous sewing abilities).. and the beach picture is awesome (bringing back precious memories for me, too.) Nice blog entry, sure beats the heck out of what I’ve been coming up with lately. hee hee

    December 18, 2011 at 5:17 pm

    • Oh, thanks Mom! You’ll be seeing Christmas Vacation soon too… ya know it’s a Christmas Eve tradition with us!! 😀

      December 18, 2011 at 5:33 pm

  2. Tacky Christmas sweaters are best worn in July. Then it’s a double goof.

    December 18, 2011 at 8:42 pm

    • Oh gosh, don’t tell her that Carl, hehehe! 🙂

      December 19, 2011 at 7:29 am

  3. Your daughter’s present is great. She must be received by her parent’s love.

    December 19, 2011 at 8:35 am

    • Thank you, Cocomino – I thought it was pretty crafty too!

      December 20, 2011 at 6:48 pm

  4. Cute pic of your daughter! Glad to hear you’re both getting festive 🙂

    December 19, 2011 at 9:09 am

    • Thanks Vix! Yes, slowly but surely. 🙂

      December 20, 2011 at 6:49 pm

  5. Making an ugly holiday sweater…that’s a good idea! I was invited to an ugly sweater party, but I don’t have one. I didn’t even think about making one.

    December 19, 2011 at 9:28 am

    • And I’m betting the sweaters become even more hilarious mixed with the holiday ‘cheer’ if ya know what I mean. 😉

      December 20, 2011 at 6:52 pm

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