Are we having fun yet?
Christmas is just a week away, so I’m entering that stage where the things that could previously be put off, are now having to be done. And to be fair, I’m doing better than I thought I might. I’m always a late adopter with all things Christmas, I don’t like the prologue to go on too long. In my ideal world, everything you need for the day – presents, food, trees, etc, would all arrive miraculously, leaving me free over the Twelve Days of Christmas to veg out, read, sleep and effortlessly slip the occasional piece of jigsaw into just the right place…
But I am trying. This year, I’ve…
- Converted several slabs of sausage meat and puff pastry into not entirely inadequate sausage rolls.
- Been out with my local arty group for a Christmas Dinner.
- Taken the family to the German Christmas Market in Birmingham (and added a new ceramic house to our expanding hamlet – another couple of years and we’ll qualify as a village).
- Made my first mince-pies for years (my Mum made such good pastry, I don’t think I’ll ever reach her standard, but at least no one lost any teeth (actually I don’t like mince-pies, but I did nibble the pastry).
- Survived Christmas shopping in Milton Keynes thanks to a very organised Number Two Daughter, who also foraged for emergency chocolate fudge cake when a major sense of humour failure coincided with dip in blood-sugar levels.
- Had a lovely evening with our Arts n Tarts group – thank you so much Secret Santa – I LOVE my pressie.
- Seen the Christmas lights on New Bond Street – seriously pretty.
- Wrapped presents – this is a major achievement for me, generally I’m still doing it in the wee small hours of the 25th.
- And waved enthusiastically at the Rotary Club Santa when he came down our street last night on his sleigh – even though our girls are now much too old to visit Santa’s Grotto, we all still get ridiculously excited by his annual drive-past.
- Still to do? Well, quite a lot, but nothing I’m likely to stress about.
I think, all in all, I might actually be starting to have fun – shhh!
❤
Dreaming In Stitches 
It really sounds like you’re starting to get into the Christmas spirit, Anny. I much prefer to take my time, rather than being so Christmassy from tjhe beginning of December that I’ve had enough by Boxing Day. A quiet Advent and the Twelve Days of Christmas do it for me. 🙂
Well, you’ve had a very eventful run up to the season, so I hope you manage to have a restful time! My mum used to tell me that when she was a girl, there were no decorations until Christmas Day – her parents would bring in a tree and decorate it after she went to bed on Christmas Eve, so she woke to it on Christmas morning. She evidently loved it, but I don’t think it would appeal to my daughters.
We always used to decorate our tree together on Christmas Eve and our daughter still does the same with her two sons.
I think that’s lovely, rather special 🙂
decorating a christmas tree: the first week of every december strikes – and my daughter starts reminding me about the tree for the year…her highlight – the built-up towards christmas eve…and she’s now married with her own son…but first week of this december she phoned to say…yes… this week we’re going to get the ‘tree’ (which over the last 20 odd years took many shapes and forms… this year it’s a white painted shrub decorated with stars only …
Anny, your tree is up! and you’ve survived! 😉
Enjoy the atmosphere it creates…
Oh yes! I must admit, I very much associate having the tree in the house as signalling the start of a period of rest and hibernation, so yes, a lovely atmosphere. Merry Christmas to you.
Glad to know it, Anny! I have made a start too, and our tree is finally up and decorated. It will all come together! Wishing you a very happy Christmas!
Merry Christmas to you too Jo! Are you familiar with the film ‘Shakespeare in Love’? There’s a bit about everything being alright and no one knowing how, it just is, and that’s really how I end up feeling about Christmas.
Yes, Anny, I know exactly what you mean! In the months beforehand I get a bit grumpy about all the commercialism and pressure, and then when the tree’s up, I kind of succumb to the magic.