Thursday, 29 December 2011

A Post Christmas Conundrum

So Christmas, after all the build up, has come and gone. Presents have been opened and the mountain of recycling, from all the packaging and wrapping paper is clogging up wherever you leave your recycling.

Now Christmas is forgotten for another year (well, until September) and we look to the new year for new starts and new beginnings and it all starts again.

I am now grumpily looking at all the Christmas decorations and thinking, shit, it will take ages to take all this down. It will be all dusty and horrible and there will be sneezing, and I will marvel at how vast our living room is without all the crap that is associated with Christmas.

Now don't get me wrong, as I write this, I realise that I may be coming across a tad Grinchy. Which I am not. I love Christmas. The trouble is our decorations went up the first weekend of December (due to obligations we had on the other two weekends leading up to Christmas) so the decorations have been up for AGES.

I get all caught up in the excitement of it all, I watch certain films to get me in the mood (Love Actually and The Holidays), I build Lego Santa's and Christmas scenes, and they get 'distributed' at home and at work. My children, get caught up in my excitement - they write their letters to Santa and get their PNP message. They get a new Christmas tree decoration each year, or make something. They help me cook Christmassy fayre.

The point is, after all this, it can be a tiny little bit disappointing. I don't know what exactly I am expecting. A bit of real Christmas magic, a personal letter from Santa, a surprise stocking of my own. I have no idea, I get beautiful thoughtful gifts from my family and friends, I see the joy on my children's faces as they open their presents and their stockings, totally believing in all that is Christmas, and I marvel yearly that I manage to maintain this for them, surely that is the magic?

Is it just that I have finally grown up and see the commercialism and the ridiculous amount of money we spend? Beautifully wrapped presents, minutes later all that beautiful wrapping ripped, torn and thrown away.
Anyone who knows me, will know how sad it makes me a) to realise I am growing up, about anything! and b) to think anything beautiful is wasteful.

So a conundrum, maybe I am just on a post Christmas low, or am I growing up. Either way I have only two words.

Bah humbug!

Monday, 19 December 2011

The Gallery - Christmas of yesteryear

This is me, I would say it is either 1970 or 1971 I am outside my Auntie Helen's house where we went every Boxing Day until about 6 years ago before she got to ill (she has since passed away). Behind me is my cousin Steve and to be frank I think we look pretty darn groovy! I know that I am looking forward to my beef dinner and then opening Auntie Helen's beautifully wrapped gifts which she kept for us, so Christmas could last just a little bit longer.

For more like this - go here.

Wednesday, 7 December 2011

The Gallery - My Awesome Photo

Wow, Tara certainly knows how to set a challenge for The Gallery - I have lots of awesome photo's because they are little moments in time. My memory is awful so my photos keep my memory's alive. 

This is a photo of my Mum and me, back in the 80's. My Mum decided when we were at school she should do a degree to encourage my brother and I to study. She finished the year I got my degree. So we both got our degrees in 1989. This is the day of her ceremony, we were/are really proud of her - which isn't unusual, as I have mentioned before

This is a picture of my Dad, he is doing is 'Goons' face. Think Spike Milligan singing I am walking backwards for Christmas (I am seriously showing my age in this post!) I was trying to be all arty...

And lastly, this one is a picture of my girls. It's a proper snapshot taken at the end of last year in the snow. The girls were sledging, we hadn't been out much as the eldest had been poorly so it was their first chance to really play in the snow. They absolutely loved it. Probably as much as I love this photo.

Sunday, 4 December 2011

The best Christmas song ever...

The lovely Tara at StickyFingers asked me what the best Christmas song ever was, now this is tricky as I pretty much love everything Christmas related. My favourite type of Christmas Song is Ratpack based and I nearly choose the Dean Martin version of this. Although I do have a soft spot for the David Bowie doing the Little Drummer Boy. 

Why do I love this song? I think it's because it's old fashioned flirty and makes me want to curl up in front of a log fire on a cold winters day with my loved one with some mulled wine. So have a listen and enjoy Baby it's Cold Outside. This version is sung by Brian Setzer and Ann Margaret.

I am passing this classic on to Mumra and Julia. Enjoy. 

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