What does it say when your sister gives you the boxed set of the first series of Desperate Housewives for Christmas?
I don’t really care as I missed most of them and now will finally be able to catch up. There is already a queue forming.
This Christmas would have to go down as one of the most relaxing on record. Christmas Eve I didn’t leave the house all day until 7pm drinkies with neighbours. On the big day, we got up, opened pressies and wandered down the beach where we caught up with friends, drank champagne and got sunburned. Then we wandered back home and lay about like whales, nibbling all day and playing with our pressies. Hugamuga gave me a Sudoko book which I started working through.
In the evening we went over to Mums with our salad (which husband dearest made) opened more pressies and ate a buffet dinner which was lovely. Then the traditional poetry and Secret Santa deal – oh and we sang this song which we thought was pretty funny. We changed the names to incriminate ourselves of course.
Then it was home, set the alarm to 4.30am and bed.
Today I had to work but it was a pretty quiet day – got home in the morning and slept most of the afternoon before heading down to the beach for fish and chips with sunset. Lovely.
THAT is the way to do Christmas.
