A slightly more up-beat title than it would have been, had I written this yesterday...I had in mind for a title...one of the following...."I wish I liked Christmas more!", or " I hate Christmas, and I hate Christmas trees more!"
Can you tell that I was feeling a tad stressed?
I think things are kind of back under some kind of control...apart from the screaming toddler at my feet.
I have wrapped nearly all the gifts today, and apart from a few token gifts, I have everything bought or made.
I made my eldest sister this apron, at her request...it is from Seams to me
My mother is going to their family for Christmas so she will bring it to her.
For her husband, I made some handkerchiefs....
I am hoping to make them something else, but have to remind myself....no pressure!
The tree saga, in case you are interested, basically consisted of a delayed tree, finally delivered... over excited kids, broken lights (only after they were on the tree, they worked on the ground), new lights.... again, over-excited kids, an over-excited grand-mother...and just when we had the last decoration up...the whole lot fell...all 9ft of it! (Almost 3 metres) I put it back up, shut the door...it is still leaning against the wall....it will get sorted.
I swore a lot...
I managed to get to the shops for an hour last night and picked up some gifts that I wanted to have out of the way, I'll figure out the rest, somehow.
Tonight is one of my favourite nights in the run up to Christmas, and one I try and enjoy...it is the school choir, singing carols...a very special night, all the lights dimmed and candles lit.
My kids are still too young to join the choir, but Maeve will have a bit of speaking to do.
Oh yeah...and we all had a stomach bug over the last week...just for added fun...
I hope you are all coping alright...