’twas the night before Christmas…

Toot toot! I am officially on holidays! Well, I was as of Friday arvo but the hangover on Saturday fooled me and it was not until I woke up this morning and realised I did NOT HAVE TO GO TO WORK that it sunk in. Of course, I still got up at 7:30am, because it will take my body clock a week or so to catch up. Come January 14th, the scheduled day for my return to work I will be in the habit of getting up at 10.30.

Anyway. I am just blathering really.

The house is sparkling, we have chickin, ham, salad, pudding and a truckload of other goodies to feast on tomorrow.

We have a case of beer and two bottles of champers chilling…

We have about 80 gazillion presents under the tree which I am just fucking dying to open but Schoonee will have my head on a platter for lunch tomorrow if I poke, prod, sniff or shake any of them one more time.

I am blessed.

Merry Christmas, may you all have a glamorous and gorgeous Christmas.

Kisses and hugs.

AND BEST WISHES TO ALY WHO LEAVES ME TO MOVE THE UK TOMORROW.

SNIFF. Miss you already kid. xx