Well its that time of year again - the week between Christmas and New Year. The excitment has been appeased by the giving and receiving of gifts. The children are playing with their new toys, we have even homed most of them. The bin people are arriving sometime tomorrow to take away the small mountain of recycling which is sitting in a rather attractive and festive heap out the front of the house. Food has been eaten, crackers pulled, we have just got to 'see in' the new year and we will be back on the normal loop.
My sons birthday, a load of other birthdays, my daughters birthday, my birthday, my husbands birthday, a load more birthdays and then Christmas and New Year again!
All there is to look forward to is retirement, when there will probably be an enormous void because my family will have all moved on, no more relentless working - gah what is the point?!?!
We had a pretty good Christmas really, the day went well, we had a nice Christmas dinner, the children really seemed happy with what they got, there were no dreadful disasters and everything was nice. Well worth the effort and planning that went in to it. Boxing day - we wont go there, not here, not now, lets just say we wont be repeating that experience.
We had a party on the Sunday, was supposed to be a joint party for my family and the other halfs family, but I have recently discovered that I come from quite a small family, and they are often busy, so I was represented only by myself and my lovely parents.
Anyhoo, Christmas has long been my favourite time of year, but with it comes so many conditions, you want it to all be perfect, you want everyone to have a good time, and its so hard to get a set of circumstances where everyone is going to be happy.
But we achieved it on the whole this year, and we even have some minor plans for New Years Eve this year!
Right I am going to snuggly under a blanket with my little boy and watch the rest of some old film on the tv - more great traditions for Christmas week :o)
