It’s been a while since my husband cooked turkey for Christmas for over 20 years. “You don’t lose the knack” he tells me. I’ll take his word for it not least because here I am sitting at my keyboard drinking alcoholic drink without guilt at 12 noon, watching two happy peaceful children and trying not to stick to my chair. A Sydney Christmas is usually a hot and sticky one and this year is no exception. Notwithstanding the heat the smells from the kitchen are AMAZING.
This has been a very hard year in many ways. Some people who I cared for a great deal and trusted even more let me down in ways more horrible than I could have imagined. A fellow blogger who supported me through regular comments on Law and Shoes died far too quickly from liver cancer.
This has been a very good year in a lot of ways. I am finally on the road to doing something that I think I was born to do. My mum just received her third all clear mammogram since her cancer two years ago. My kids are turning into wonderful little human beings with the ability to surprise me with some of the quite raw insights that they share with me. My son on someone I worked for who hasn’t paid me said
“Mummy, does that mean that [Person’s name] is just keeping all their money for their family? That’s not very nice. [Person’s name] won’t have many friends doing that.”
Christmas is a good time for soaking up the wisdom of children and in return for helping to create the folklore of their own youth. There are little chunks of stories and memories from my past that I have acquired from my parents. Like a minstrel who (literally) can’t hold a tune, I doing my best to pass them on. My Christmas tradition of one present being opened before Christmas Mass then the remaining present openings taking place thereafter has been officially adopted.
The 7 year old seems to have created his own Christmas tradition by helping me to cho0se my outfit for 7 am Mass. He picked one of my Difficult Dresses.
The wrap part of the wrap dress takes a degree in origami to accomplish especially before coffee. It took me so long to wrap the dress in fact that the first fight of the morning erupted as the 7 year old tried to stop the Minx from unwrapping her first present.
Now all is well. The 7 year old is watching A Bridge Too Far on his own DVD player. The Minx is watching Shaun the Sheep on her DVD player and the telly simultaneously. Different episodes you should know.
John is still farting about lovingly with the turkey. He would like you all to know that he doesn’t use traditional stuffing becuase he dislikes the idea of putting meat inside poultry. Accordingly he uses citrus fruits, ginger nuts, seeds and just a hint of chilli. It is all smelling quite amazing and someone is calling Monkey Bingo.
Have a wonderful Christmas Day wherever you are. Forge your own traditions and let me know all about them below.
To see what the rest of the Shoe Challengettes have been wearing click here for week 45