The Festivities Are Still Flourishing

Forgot about party time at the mother-in-law's! An emergency nap time has been put into place for my son, not me. (unfortunately!) Got to admit, had a pretty stressful morning at work today, a couple of no-shows on top of too many holidays. But the cherry on the top was that I was placed on the mean, green machine of misery! So after all that palaver, I'm glad I'm going out for a few laughs and a bit of wine!🍷
Stepped onto the scales this morning and to my surprise, I have only gained two pounds, now that's a bloody miracle! The sheer volume of chocolate and biscuits I have consumed is nobody's business! Can't say I'm moaning, although I haven't let it put me off eating even more quantities of junk, so by the time I get to Slimming world on Wednesday, I'll probably have gained another two. At least! Never mind, diet starts (again) tomorrow.
Just short and sweet. As I mentioned previously, I'm very close to being late for the party so toodlepip, time for me to have a wet wipe wash and apply some new, Christmas eyeliner. Merry Christmas, happy new year and all that jazz!

Christmas Been And Gone

Yes, Christmas has been and gone. A few pound's lost from the bank account, another few pound's gained around the waistline. Hark! The herald angels have sang, and Santa very nearly almost, got stuck up the chimney! So ding dong merrily on high, I have to say I have enjoyed myself thoroughly! I'm sat here typing on my new tablet eating copious amounts of Thornton's chocolate, wishing I didn't have to go back to Slimming world next week. Because I know after this, my second full box of chocolate's in as many days, the scales will not be my friend! This is the price one must pay for a bout of festive gluttony.
Another major downside to eating massive amounts of anything is that my family appears to have turned into a mass collection of trumpet trouser's. Sprout's, cabbage, parsnips, carrot and swede, roast and mashed spuds, peas, turkey, stuffing, pigs in blankets and of course, a few Yorkshire puds. Goodness me, no wonder we were all stuffed after reading that list of ingredients, and is it indeed any wonder that our carol singing has been purely consistent of flatulance! At least we can blame the smell on the veg and my daughter's disgusting smelly scratch and sniff book! (I actually borked!)
None of us even got dressed on Christmas day, we were having far too much fun opening pressies, following ridiculous construction instructions, hunting down lost bones, (Buster the dog game's, not mine) and generally having a blast!
Just put the kids to bed and feeling extremely tired myself I will very shortly be following suit. I've had another lovely Christmas with my less than perfect but highly awesome family, and I'm hoping that the new year will see more of the same. I love my less than perfect but highly awesome life! (Most of the time anyway 😂)

Ho Ho Ho!

Hark the herald Angels are singing! Christmas is almost upon us people, it is very almost here! So here we are again, running around like headless chickens, seeing how many tubs of Quality Street and boxes of Paxo we can cram into our trolleys, like Armageddon is about to ensue.

Holy moly people! Take a breath! You will not die if you don't have a back up pack of prawns for a 'just in case' situation. Nobodies Christmas will be ruined if you only have five dessert choices. Blooming heck! And can someone please tell me why the Christmas period turns people into bad tempered arse-pots when it's supposed to be the season of joy and goodwill? 

Oh I do like a Christmas moan, only because I get so tickled watching some people, in supermarkets especially, mow down every Tom, Dick and Harry just to get at a pot of Elmlea! I mean please, it's Christmas, get the real bloody thing! At least I could see the point of a good mow-down if they were trying to reach the 'extra thick chocolate cream with a hit of Cointreau!' But Elmlea? Surely not! 

Not everyone is grumpy of course, I've been having a giggle and gossip about all manner of festive things that go on, work do's, Panto's, Grotto's, Carol Singing-O's, the whole kit and caboodle! I do love this time of year. 

I've just managed to get myself feeling properly festive. Got the tree up yesterday and the ceiling 'danglers' up today. The kids thoroughly enjoyed putting the baubles on the tree, and I adored watching their little faces as I turned the lights on. They got so giddy, dancing around to Christmas songs and nearly knocking the tree over, (4 'almost's' to date!) but it's all worth it. Fun and high spirits in the house of Burnett this season.

We've actually been a little bit crafty this year, making our own paper chains which we've hung around each fire place, and I've even threatened to send Christmas cards! (They've been written but not posted, I'm half way there at least.) Next on the crimbo agenda, finish wrapping, get a hot chocolate and go through the Total TV Guide to plan my Christmas viewing. Yes people, I am that sad. But I'm not sorry for it, I like doing it. 

Well, that was a nice short and sweet little post to get my blogging flow back to scratch, it's been a while, (again) so apologies to anyone who likes a read. I'll be back in a few days with some more Christmas merriment. Ho Ho Ho!