The Christmas rush has finished presents have been presented, everyone was happy with their gifts which this year I felt less stress, chocolates opened, table decorated after my night of being taught how to gather foliage together and make it look Christmassy, my mum and dad collected and dropped to us curtesy of my eldest brother who shot off quick as a flash while I was blow drying my hair.
Peter #1 husband and I have battled through getting the dinner done whilst quaffing back prosecco, this year Poppy #1 daughter was with her boyfriend’s family, we dished up only what can be described as a feast fit for a king but the gravy was not its usual deliciousness but other than that no complaints which ended with Max #1 son doing some charades until my poor mum couldn’t sit around the table any longer as she was in pain (due to her osteoporosis) and we couldn’t leave her in the front room alone. Once you sit down to watch the gritty on telly like EastEnders then relax that is it and no one got pudding just stollen cake and Quality Street chocs. No one was in the mood for much else let alone dancing to “It’s Christmas by Slade”.
Celebrating with family can be a tricky one and Poppy #1 daughter wanted to entertain us and Ollie’s family. (Ollie is one of four boys) at their new flat, now this was great, but I usually do Boxing day and having a larger house can entertain more people hence not seeing my sister, her family or my brother etc. So, this year has been quieter than usual.
That bit between Christmas and New Year where we are in no man’s land that is where we are at now, picking up chocolate wrappers and empty glasses constantly. Went for a boozing lunch with friends at The Ned in London. Been over to Peter’s mum and to see family big tick but I have no desire to go shopping although as you may know from one of my earlier blogs I have birthdays beginning of January. The expectation of celebrating New Years and not wanting to actually make the effort because unless I make effort we won’t do a thing. Last New Year we went with friends to our local tennis club as Molly #3 daughter hadn’t turned 18 and our friends son is just 13, it’s a place where we have spent many fun nights but apart from the company there was little pizazz that is when I made a mental note to make sure we have booked a restaurant or hotel etc did I? no I didn’t and the year before when Peter had been unwell so stayed in and watched the fireworks and Robbie Williams let’s just say it wasn’t my fave. Even my children are umming and erring on what to do, leaving ideas to the last minute no one wanting to get it wrong. We were invited to go away but brushed it aside and now wishing we had taken the offer.
So, this year I’m pretending it’s any other day of the year I have been to see my parents had a glass of fizz and promised I will pop in tomorrow, bought some steak and will enjoy an evening of just me and Peter. Max and a few of his friends turned up for a few Old Fashions before heading out. Who knows how it going to turn out we will probably won’t eat the steak, drink too much and end up falling asleep on the sofa. But I will raise my glass to 2018 and wish everyone a Happy and Peaceful New Year and to my family muchos love and to be safe with a thousand kisses. I can see 2019 is going to a fine one already.