Phew. Another one bites the dust. Belated Merry Christmas Wishes All!
Christmas for the LOML and I is all about doing as little as possible. At this time of year we've been working 7 days a week, about 13 hours a day. So when Christmas Eve comes around, the alarm clock is turned off, a post-dinner liqueur (or three) is consumed before heading off to bed safe in the knowledge that the phones can't ring in the morning if they're turned off and that Christmas is a lunch do this year so no one will be knocking on the door before 11am at the earliest!
The year we again hosted the Christmas Day festivities - putting on the spread for all and sundry. I know, I know, why on earth would I offer to host with no time to prepare etc etc. But I had an ulterior motive (insert evil chuckle here...) By hosting, I got to crack the champagne in the AM and consume it well into the PM and then the LOML and I got to wave everyone off after the designated drivers shepherded crying, over-tired, sugar-high children into cars and nagged tipsy other-halves keen to continue the merriment to 'just hurry up already'.... and then we walked upstairs and collapsed on the lounge! Nothing wrong with that at all! Bwhah-hah-hah-haha!
The weather this year was perfect. The clouds cleared and the threatened forecast for rain didn't eventuate - truly, it was like summer (hang on, it is summer. dang it. everyday should be like this!!!). We headed outside for the day. Fold up chairs, gazebo-awning-thing, fold up tables, drinks fridge in the shed, table laden with food. Perfect.
After lunch and the chaos that was present unwrapping, a tarp was found and set up on the lawn, the hose turned on, bubble bath snaffled from the bathroom and the fun was on. Memories of childhood summer created right there on a homemade slip-and-dip.
The big boys had their own fun with my nephew's go-cart, built by his father (my brother). Never mind the fact that Super C has only just turned one and won't be able to experience his cart any time in the near future.....nor that it is more off-road-dirt-buggy than go-cart..... I don't know if it was coincidence or not but half an hour after the beast was packed up and taken home the police did a drive-by. Unhappy neighbours maybe?
And so another year has been and gone and the new year is looming on the horizon. The fridge is groaning with leftovers, the bin is stinky with prawn shells (ewwwwww!!!) and the countdown is now on for next weekend's celebrations to farewell 2011.
I think I'm getting old. I don't know if I have it in me.... :)
Mr. T and I are sitting here looking at your pictures of a summertime christmas. We are envious to say the least. It looks like a fun time was had by all. Merry belated Christmas!
ReplyDeleteThanks Marianne - Merry Christmas to you and your fam! Funny how things go, we were all sitting around feeling the heat (and it wasn't even that hot) and talking about how one year, just one year, we will all pack up and head way north of the equator just to experience a white christmas. The idea of rugging up and toasting marshmallows seems so.....weird. Though in years gone past our English ties have seen a full three course hot meal served for Christmas lunch (without the benefit of airconditioning)....only in Australia!!!
ReplyDeleteLooks like a glorious day, Shel! What an enormous backyard you have! Hope you're having a nice break - is the shop closed for a little while?
ReplyDeleteHave a fabulous New Year! Just to let you know, I'm moving the IMK posts to the first of the month as of January, hope you'll join in again! :)
Celia x