Thursday 10 January 2013

Well hello Mrs Scrooge!

So long, too long I have missed my bloggy world! Time flies when my head has been spinning 360 degrees in a toilet bowl of December celebration build-ups. As the bill grew, the exorcist gained momentum-.my tongue spontaneously reeled in and out lashing all those unfortunate souls nearby and my body shook in desperate need to find any coin available on my person to fund this nightmare.
Christmas sucks doesn't it? I love the build up, pretty sparkling trees and lights, shiny menorahs for Chunakah, Christingels and then the star event. But holy cow, the expense! For one day! Christ was born in a stable and I'll be flipping living one if I bought into my youngest's Father Christmas list! That bad boy is being killed off next year - "Yes, son I'm a liar. He doesn't exist and that is why he didn't buy you a plasma HD top of the range TV;  all the Moshi monsters in the world; make you a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle and guest star you on ICarly!"
Still, I have survived to tell the tale and despite family dramas, tears, food, booze and floods, I enjoyed myself. That worries me. I enjoyed Christmas. Oh holy cow I enjoyed Christmas!