We’ve made it to the other side and I for one am very grateful to be hanging up my Christmas pudding earrings for another year. I could quite happily go into a convent (where they don’t speak, or pray too much) for a couple of days.
Stress! (if you don’t get stressed by Christmas then either you’re not doing it right, or someone else is taking all the stress for you).
It’s all down to trying to make the whole thing perfect, don’t you think? Buying the perfect just-what-they-wanted presents, cooking the perfect dinner, choosing the perfect TV (we had Paul O’Grady’s ‘For The Love of Dogs’ – always makes me cry – The Queen’s Speech, of course and the Morecambe & Wise Show) – and, if you’ve got guests – having the house at the perfect temperature (as we had my parents with us, that was Hell-Fire Hot).
I have even woken up this morning with a BLACK EYE! A Christmas-induced-no-idea-how-it-got-there, black eye. And I don’t mean dark circles because they’re a given, I mean a proper bruise, as though someone tried to poke me in the eye and missed. Hmmmm…
The piece de resistance was yesterday, as we were leaving my brother’s, my mum went to give my nephew a hug and managed to topple backwards, pulling him with her and they both ended up flat on their backs on the floor.
I am hoping she is OK (he is 12 so he just bounced). She seemed OK, she said she was OK but it will be in a couple of weeks, when she’ll say, ‘I still can’t sleep for the pain in that shoulder, when I fell over on Boxing Day….’
Anyway, on a cheerier note, you might like to see some of my presents:
From my man, a very practical (because I always moan when I have to scrape the ice of my car and it makes me even later than usual), ‘windscreen frost guard’! Who said romance was dead, eh? But bring on the ice now because I am prepared!
But also a trip on a 1920s style steam train with DINNER! To be taken at some point next year.
And, some lovely books, for me to begin my 2017 ‘I will read more’ challenge, as discussed in the last post.
Hope you’ve had a good Christmas and are now enjoying a lovely, relaxing day. I’m just about to take the dog for a walk and I will try to avoid speaking to a soul….