A Cratchetty Christmas

So here I am sitting on the sofa feeling lethargic, bloated and in the words of my Grandad, not sure if I want a shit, shave or a haircut! A typical Christmas Day evening.

Last night I had plans for a fun filled Christmas Eve with the family. A trip to buy the pre ordered turkey followed by lunch at a local village pub with a big open fire and yummy grub and then a trip to the pictures to see one of the new films. All scuppered by an 8 year old with a temperature of 39.6. Poor Little Dude was well poorly and barely woke up only to have a sip of juice or to be dosed with Calpol.

He woke us at 4.50am this morning asking "has he been?"

Of course there is no way an 8 year old will be fobbed off by "its too early - go back to bed for a couple of hours" on Christmas morning, so we struggled out from under our cosy duvets and opened our presents. An hour later he was asleep under a blanket on the sofa while we were wide awake.

Fortunately he has improved as the day has passed, a few mouthfuls of lunch, a sleep, a couple of chocolates, a short nap, and a whole mini box of Lindor truffles! He is now almost back to normal - I can tell because he is now playing with his presents and annoying his brother.

I have only had to tidy up his pile three times today. You know the piles you make with everyone's presents? I can't bear them to be scattered over the floor. If I tidy up the piles once on Christmas Day I tidy them a million times (usually) today it was three - probably going to be four.

I have watched five different versions of A Christmas Carol in the last few days - the Dr Who version being the latest. I've also seen it in 3D, 2D, black and white touched up and with Muppets. I think I know it word for word now. I have yet to watch Polar Express (my favourite) and The Grinch (my second favourite).

Hubby has just asked me if I want a turkey sandwich. Do I? Not really but I will anyway and have another glass of Baileys and maybe even a couple of his chocolates ( I didn't get a single piece of chocolate this year!!!!!) When I say don't buy me chocolates, I don't really mean it!

It's been an odd one this year. Normally there are in laws over from Lancashire en masse but they didn't want to travel in the snow so leaving us with the task of last minute Christmas Lunch preparations for MIL/FIL. We had lunch at ours not at MIL/FIL's as we have every year since the dawn of time.

It will probably be the last time we have MIL home for Christmas as she isn't too good at the moment and can't see FIL being able to care for her at home much longer and that has been at the back of our minds too.

Anyway, all that's left is to wish each and every one of you a wonderful Christmas and New Year.

And please spare a moment to think of those serving their country and unable to be at home with loved ones today.