Christmas capers



 

Happy Christmas Eve Eve!

Just a couple of sleeps now and the excitement here is at an all time high. The kids are manic, the shopping centres are filled with yule crazed loonies and I am feeling pretty frazzled (or is that sozzled?).

Just a bit of baking and wrapping and I am done with all of my festive preparations. Huzzah! Hoo-bloody-ray!

(You can better believe that I am feeling deservedly smug right about now!)

In my household we don't just get to enjoy one Chrissy, oh no, that would be too easy.

We have multiple Christmas' with all of the festivities of the day being celebrated over a few days so that we can fit all the different facets of the family in. So not just one day of gorging on goodies, but lots! Delicious but oh so detrimental to the waist-line.

 

 

 It is very important to plan ahead and wear a loose waisted dress and just keep letting out the belt as the meal progresses. Twas a bad year when I learnt this lesson the hard way and couldn't fit in a second serve of plum pud for fear of bursting vintage seams.

 

 

Last Saturday saw me donning my gorgeous op shopped frock that thankfully has lots of room to hide the enormous lunch we all somehow ploughed through. And I brought my newly acquired vintage tapestry bag that could be my new fave. Yep, I called it. New fave.

We spent our Saturday at my mother-in laws feasting on a smorgasbord of her naughty but nice desserts.

 Unfortunately some of that trifle had to come home with us. And it had to get eaten for breakfast the next day so it wouldn't spoil. Because that can happen. And I wouldn't want my family to suffer. So I had to eat it. Sometimes you just gotta do what you gotta do.

 

 

And the weekend before we made our annual pilgrimage to Gumbuya Park (as posted about here) for another Christmas party.

 

 

 

 Some of us got to live out our race car driver fantasies. (Probably not in the most appropriate racing attire but oh well.)

 And we all had a great time with Little Miss going on her first pony ride and the little fella hooning and lead-footing around the track.

 

 Oh, and did I mention all the presents that multiple Christmas' amass? Holy moly, those kids were spoilt! So many lovely gifts, so much wrapping paper!

Whilst this year we were all very aware of absent loved ones, we all felt their spirits were celebrating with us with their memories were toasted.

I wish everyone a fabulous Christmas, partaking of all the good things that make you the happiest, and I thank everyone for their wonderful bloggy friendship and supportive and caring comments that have helped me through many a black moment.

Cheers!

XXXXX