So , this year I wasn’t going to be a Christmas pig, but I succumbed and Pigged out. I bought more than I should have and got a whole load of cool presents. I got an ergonomically cool cane, fairy stuff and dragon stuff, and cooking stuff ,books, 5 calendars (cool ones), PC games, 2 books about Buddhism, a witch calendar, a fairyopolis calendar, a bird calendar with all the photos done by my Wasband (short for ex-husband), he is the best bird photographer in New England.
I don’t know what happened to the two or three gifts we were going to get each other. I think I got the most prizes.
This is the Wasband. He likes to take pictures of himself. We have so many now, we are going to make a calendar of just pictures he’s taken of himself for Christmas next year. He only does it at special occasions.
So Wendy, has always come for Christmas eve and we missed her a lot.
My niece, Emily, My daughter , Sarah, My sister Barbara and me in the front, Christmas Eve.
I’m sort of glad it’s over. I love Christmas, but it is a lot of work, shopping, wrapping, Christmas cards, baking, cooking and my son coming home. As a recovering heroin addict I didn’t know if my daughter would let him stay with us. But she did, and everyone got along amazingly well. He is doing really well now, working, girlfriend (nice one) and taking care of himself. It was so good to see him. I haven’t seen him in three months which is a long time for me. It was the first Christmas in three years we have all been together. He even had presents for all of us. Last year he spent Christmas in a Psyche ward. I have a weight problem and he inspires me. If he can stay off heroin , I can stay off eating crap.
Wendy’s son , Sam and my son Damon have been friends since they were 7 or 8 years old. They have gone through so much together but this year they both look so healthy and good.
We had a wonderful Christmas. Now I look forward to the peace and calm of the next few months before the tourists show up again. I love this time of the year. A good fire in the fireplace, a good book, a cup of tea, what more could you want (except new episodes of Lost).
I’ll try to write more now that Christmas is over. If I didn’t have to cook a gourmet meal for the family every night I would have more time, but they would probably throw me out if I didn’t .