A bit like Maggie I've recently been living in a place called Denial. In Denial Christmas is not just around the corner, I have done all my Christmas shopping, there will be no need to go and brave the December crowds in town, I have booked the ferry crossings to go to my parents over the festive period and the boxes of christmas cards have magically written themselves. In denial I also have not said yes to more parties than I can possibly cope with. I am more of a grouch than a big Christmas fan but since I share my life with The Boy and Him Indoors I have to give in every year. I have come to terms with the fact that there is no tasteful way to "do" christmas and with a cheer from the men in my life I have "embraced the tack". Today after rugby, we went to the garden centre to buy 1 new decoration for the tree - The Boy gets to chose 1 every year and the only guidelines are that it should be gold, dark red or see through to go with what we already have. This year he has gone for some golden filigree reindeer (last year's was a gold and glass angel and the year before a gold and perspex reindeer). Credit to the couple in the garden centre car park who raised a few smiles by trying to fit a tree in a Mazda RX8. We put the tree up decorated it and wraped fake spruce and fairy lights around the bannister while carols were playing on the stereo. We decided we should go continental with the nativity so our wise men are somewhere to the East of the room and will only reach the stable for epiphany. The Boy enjoyed some warm spiced berry cordial and I baked the firs batch of mince pies of the season. The house smells christmassy (I maintain baking is worth it just for the smell and it beats shake and vac any day). Maybe all this domestication will help me snap out of denial. Then again maybe not.
Mon beau sapin
5.12.04 22:45
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Jiiiiim!!! / Website (7.12.04 17:53) What!?! It's nearly Xmas? Oh yeah, that's why I'm getting myself in a festive mood playing James Brown's 'Funky Christmas' album. Ooh, I'm down with my bad self. As opposed to Santa who's probably down with his bad elf.....(I'll get me coat) I haven't done any shopping yet either or even thought about putting the tree up. But I do at least know that my local pub is open 12-3 on Xmas Day if I need to get out of the house.... |
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(7.12.04 23:49) bake the gingerbread house, have fun. |
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(8.12.04 00:42) Jiiiim have a few thoughts for me when you go to the pub, I'll be at my parents' house trying not to have a nervous breakdown. Princess: I could bear to break it to eat it. I might make some honey dough biscuits though, they smell gorgeous. |
