Well, I can ace youse all cause I’ve bought all my Christmas presents already!!
Pathetic, isn’t it, that such a patently ridiculous thing to do should cause me such a feeling of achievement. It’s a symbol of how Christmas affects me that I should care a hoot. I know people who do all their shopping on Christmas Eve. In one shop (yes Al, that’s you I’m talking about!). But it seems to work for them.
Elizabeth David said her perfect Christmas Day would be spent in bed, alone, with oodles of smoked salmon and white wine her only sustenance. Yes, well. I shouldn’t mind.
you cheeky twat!
Thass me, babeh…xxx
My perfect Christmas day (our past 7 actually–before the baby) were spent 80 feet under water off the coast of Mexico! I am trying to get enthused about a regular Christmas holiday but lamenting shopping in general…
Wow, MamaTried, I’d love to go diving again… like you I learned prior to babies, and now I can’t seem to get the time together! There will come a day when you can go sub aqua again….