Merry Christmas ya filthy animals! The last few days have been hectic but fun and it all began with Christmas Eve Eve. Our annual tradition returned and naturally I forced everyone to take a chins photo with me. My sister and I cooked a full Christmas dinner for 14 people, with a little help from our friends and it’s safe to say it was extremely stressful. We cooked beef, pork and chicken, sausage meat, stuffing balls and over one hundred pigs in blankets with a load of vegetables on the side for everyone.
Whilst I had fun, I couldn’t help but feel deflated after everyone had gone home. I think this was down to the fact that it winded down by midnight because most of my friends had work the next day which is different to when we were in college and could carry on the festivities into the night. Cooking such a huge meal for so many people was stressful and we felt like we spent most of our time in the kitchen instead of having fun with everyone. I also felt like some of the effort we had gone to was a little under appreciated at times. We had been preparing the food and house since 2pm and didn’t sit down to eat until nine and sometimes jokes about people wasting away or falling asleep waiting were hard to swallow. I did enjoy myself but I think I had been looking forward to it for so long that I had my expectations set a little high.
On a lighter note, my friend Ciara got me the coolest, culturally relevant baubles which now have pride of place on the tree!
On Christmas Eve, my friend Alice and her family threw a party to celebrate Christmas. Every year their house looks amazing and you can always count on a warm log fire and an amazing buffet. We all had a few drinks and sang Christmas songs at the top of our lungs! It put me into a really festive mood ready for Christmas Day.
Yesterday my sister and I celebrated Christmas with my dad who cooked an amazing leg of lamb instead of a dry Turkey! My Dad has never particularly enjoyed Christmas but he seemed to have a good day with us and his girlfriend. It’s strange to think that we’ve been in this new house for just over a year now and how much life has changed. Both my parents seem happier and are moving on which was always the best outcome from their divorce. It has taken time to reach this point and it wasn’t always a barrel of laughs but ultimately divorces aren’t always a bad thing.
I’m heading to my mums now to celebrate with her, my grandparents and other sister. Enjoy the rest of your Christmas break!