I'm having a lovely time in my living room, watching a programme about Christmas hits and enjoying my fairy lights and tree. My tree needs some lights which I'm going to buy tomorrow, but other than that it looks ok. I'll light the Advent candle when I have dinner and then it'll be just perfect!
Yesterday was brilliant, and it reminded me why I love Leamington so much. I went out to do so many things and they were all within a 10 minute walk. First I did my food shopping for the week, then I bought my tree from the man at the end of the road who even carried it home for me and put it in my living room! I then did all my Christmas shopping (or at least I thought it was all of it until I got home and remembered some people I'd forgotten, grr) including wrapping paper and tags. After that I went to the hairdresser and got my hair back to a reasonable length, as well as booking my ball appointment, yay! After lunch I put on my CD of Christmas music (carols conducted by John Rutter) and decorated my tree, wrapped my presents and wrote my cards. Finally, after a yummy dinner, I went out to a fab party at Julia's house, via a catch-up with Juicy and Stu. The quote of the evening definitely came from Josie: "I want to f*** a Muslim!" and the outfit of the evening was Juicy's without question - she was a most excellent Mrs Claus complete with the ultimate in FMBs.
I'm now looking forward to watching Sports Personality of the Year tonight, and I'm very excited about the fact that I only have 7 working days left before Christmas! Plus it's our Christmas do at work on Wednesday (we're going to the greyhound track, should be comedy!) and then our Secret Santa/food thing on Thursday which means no actual work from about 3pm. Hopefully there'll be some sort of going out thing on Friday, then I'm going to Bewdley for mum's Christmas concert on Saturday which is the real beginning of my Christmas every year (I can pinpoint the exact moment in Oh Come All Ye Faithful and everything!) and then it's just 2 more days of work before my brother comes to visit me for an evening of highly fatty food and disaster films...and then it's back to Bewdley. Christmas is going to be even more special this year now that Simon and I don't live there for most of the year - having the four of us all together will be just brilliant, and I'm looking forward to that much more than presents. Sitting down to our turkey and champagne with lots of laughter and my mum's unbeatable cooking...can't wait!
Right, I have no idea why anyone other than me would want to read this waffle so I shall stop writing it. At least I've blogged now which I hadn't done for a while. Is it too early for dinner yet? Mmm, stirfry.