My mom got me Will Eisner's Shop Talk. Unfortunately, I already had a copy. So she's going to get me a new bookcase (which I really need, as about half of my books are piled on the floor with no other place to put them). I also got a new pair of slippers, but it turns out they aren't washable, which is why I wanted new slippers in the first place. They're also too tight to just slip on, although they are my size.
But that stuff isn't important. The important part is Christmas dinner! Roast beef, Yorkshire pudding...yum! And trifle, fruitcake*, and chocolates for dessert. Some families eat to live; the Wallaces live to eat.
*Why are people always hating on fruitcake? Fruitcake is awesome. Maybe my mom is the only person who knows how to make a good one?