honestly, having a baby in the family has significantly reduced my present haul. but since i'm all sinead o'connor (i do not want what i haven't got and all that) i am not one to complain. in fact, i even didn't complain when my brother gave me this:
(i'm sure it was one of oprah's favourite things, circa y2k).
then i spent two hours showing my family how to sing, with the aid of singstar. i might go to urban dictionary and make an entry: definition of amusing - watching your brother and cousin battle to "it's raining men". while i'm there, i'll put in a definition of outstanding: me singing i heard a rumour (bananarama, as if you needed to be told) like it was 1988 all over again.
oh, and my parent's dog bought me chocolates.
even though i am exhausted, i think it is official. i heart christmas.
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The joys of christmas. Today my brother swore at me and then hung up, I cried hysterically, my mother and brother turned up, there was more hysterical crying and a group hug. They were over an hour late to the xmas lunch I was hosting. Apparently my mother thought she had put once gift in a drawer and the drawer got stuck and then she had to break it open and found it wasn't there after all. I swear if I had not been in therapy for more years than I care to count I would have locked myself in my room and let L entertain my family for the day.
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