A very laid-back Christmas Day here. Woke up at a reasonable hour and fixed gingerbread waffles, then went back to bed for another couple hours. We opened one present each -- I got Kate an orange juicer because she always orders fresh-squeezed OJ when we go out for breakfast, and she got me a copy of Lost Girls because I asked for it. Lazed about for much of the day, and watched the DVD of So I Married an Axe Murderer that the guys at work had loaned me so I wouldn't be culturally deprived.
In the evening we had our traditional Christmas Day movie and squid dinner with our friend Michael -- the movie was the new Casino Royale, which has a lot to recommend it (not least the hot new Bond, Daniel Craig) and the squid, unfortunately, was at a random Vietnamese restaurant because Thien Hong, home of the finest pepper-salted squid we've ever eaten, is closed on Mondays. Even if Monday happens to fall on a Christmas Day. Bastards.
Back to work tomorrow, for one day, then I'm taking the rest of the week off. Life is hard.