CHRISTMAS IN-LAW INVASION
There is a
reason why National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation is one of man’s all-time
favourite holiday movies. Everyone can
relate in some way or another to Clark Griswold’s world when his extended
family invades for Christmas. From the
moment the doorbell rings the invasion of in-laws can turn a normal, relatively
quiet household into complete chaos.
There are many strange things that can happen when you double, or even
triple the number of people sleeping under the same roof. Even if it’s just for a couple of
nights. Sometimes the politics and inter-family
dynamics are harder to navigate than anything you might find at work. For instance, who gets to sleep on the air
mattress (that somehow always manages to deflate by the morning) in the
unfinished basement, right next to the cat litter? Do you risk having all the cousins sleep in
the same room, even though you know they aren’t going to fall asleep anytime
before 11pm? Where do you put the aunt, or
uncle who snores so loudly you’d swear you lived right over Union Station? An argument could be made that there is more
strategy involved in successfully figuring out the proper sleeping arrangements
of everyone in the family than trying to stop Adrian Peterson on any given
Sunday. It’s also interesting to find
out which family members are prepared to help out and lend a hand amidst all
the chaos, and those who think they are spending a couple nights at the Four
Seasons and expect to be waited on hand and foot. If you spot Uncle ‘Bob’ giving L’il ‘Johnny’
one of those new $20 bills with the instructions to, “Never let my glass get
empty”, than you know whose ‘cheeks’ will most likely be planted in your
favourite chair for the whole visit. I’m
not sure how it is in your house, but in mine, Christmas dinner with the whole
family is one of the most beautifully choreographed events of the year. My wife plans and prepares the Christmas
feast with the same sort of tact and military precision as General MacArthur
must have when he promised to retake the Philippines. Every dish is always ready at exactly the
right moment, and heaven help the poor soul who has one too many rum and
eggnogs and inadvertently disrupts or slows down this masterful display of
mouth-watering greatness. Of course, by
far the most important part of the entire meal is when I get to carve (although
some might say it’s more accurately described as hacking) the turkey. There’s just something about putting a cooked
carcass and a large knife in a man’s hands that turns him into something out of
the movie Braveheart. Or maybe it’s just
me; it’s probably just me. But no matter how chaotic and unruly your house may
become when the in-laws invade for the holidays it’s best to remember the immortal
words of one Clark W. Griswold, “The most enjoying traditions of the season are best enjoyed
in the warm embrace of kith and kin.”
Merry Christmas from The Man Cave!