Showing posts with label Santa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Santa. Show all posts

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Underneath The Christmas Tree


As I have been completing the last drabbles of Christmas shopping and starting Dad’s I have found it frustrating because I keep seeing things I want for me. So for you information, this year underneath the Christmas tree I hope I find…

  • The Ultimate Edition Wizard Of Oz Anniversary Edition DVD Box
  • The Ultimate Harry Potter & The Philosophers Stone DVD Box
  • Ditto for Chamber of Secrets
  • 1001 Children’s Books You Must Read Before You Die and about a zillion other books
  • A first edition Pride & Prejudice
  • A solution to the Global Financial Crisis
  • A high paying communications/marketing job in London/New York or Brisvegas
  • A plane ticket to London (Preferably First Class)
  • A microwave egg poacher
  • A crystal decanter
  • A variety of awesome homewares etc I keep seeing
  • Lots of lovely expensive skin care products
  • A new iPod.. mine which I got secondhand is just about dead

After all Santa, I have been very good this year. Depending on your definition of “good”.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas

Around this time every year something wonderful happens. Not only do I turn another year older (and get showered with praise and affection), but all the shops become a twinkling delight of festive fun.  Novelty gifts are on display and the smell of mince pies is in the air.  That’s right… it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas!
This is by far my most favourite time of year.  Each year the  lead up to Christmas fills me with a childlike delight that surprises me with its intensity every year. I love the carols, the songs, the food, the tinsel, the decorations, the present buying, gift wrapping, Santa, EVERYTHING! 
But to be honest, one thing I’m now a huge fan of is Christmas Day.  It’s very overrated.  A day when you are forced to spend time with your family with whom you either spend every day with anyway or don’t see for an entire year.  Christmas lunch is always a bit bland and it’s always STUPIDLY hot.  So hot that all you want to do is sit on the couch in your underwear watching re-runs of Friends or The Simpsons (but the Christmas episodes naturally). 
I’ll deal with Christmas Day when it gets here.. but in the meantime it’s the season to be jolly, I hear those sleigh bells ring-a-ling and I’m going to dust off my santa’s helper outfit and fill up my novelty reindeer wine glass with Christmas Cheer!  Ho Ho Ho!