Sunday, 29 November 2015

First Sunday of Advent.....

And breathe.

I say that to myself a lot at the moment. A lot over this weekend, especially, when a bug wiped me out for Friday and Saturday meaning any plans I had for a quiet Christmas putter in my house were wiped out. No slow amble around a supermarket looking for red candles for my Advent wreath, no pootling through the advent chest to find and choose which calendars made the cut this year and filling them with gold-wrapped chocolate gingers, no slow sipping of a Costa mulled wine. Oh, no! My Saturday was passed on the sofa, plain builders in hand, snuggling 'neath a quilt and checking that everybody else was cold as well, or was it just me? (it was; everybody else was toasty warm)
And of course that means I am a weekend behind in any house preparations I wanted to make. My settee will not now be pulled out and carefully cleaned behind before the tree takes centre stage and makes housework redundant. My kitchen cupboards will be dirty and unlined as I cram the December goodies onto the shelf and my advent calendars sit on a subtle patina of dust.
Am I bovvered? Well, there is the little House critic inside me who whispers that I will completely spoil the season if my wreath has used cream candles (at least until Wednesday when I can find some table candles in a store) and my dresser is undressed and free of proper Christmas until next week. And my tree? Well, this week is too early, but next week is a Guide camp away, so I may not get there until the week after.
I say unto my inner critic, "Begone! Cease and desist the whining and gloating over failures that aren't failures!"
I didn't get my Costa? I have Whittards mulled wine instead. My advent wreath is cream and not red? Well, it's the colour of purity and love, and a change is as good as a rest. My dresser? It's my dresser; it's Christmas all year round; just a couple of small decorations will do. And I have my family and 24 day's worth of chocolate orange segments, so worries begone. The Christmas Fairy will be back full steam next week, and this year we are having a quiet celebration; of life, love and family. No cost or big effort necessary.

Apologies for the lack of photos. I need to charge the camera, and then I need to take some of my life just the way it is.

Sunday, 15 November 2015


and apologies.
I haven't been on the internet for a while. I haven't read any blogs, commented on any blogs or written on mine. I need to make a change and make room for this, because I miss my virtual friends. Not to mention my favourite time of year is coming up and I am missing it all at the moment. Life will slow down (sometime) and I will return, but until then.... please be patient and wait for me, please?