christmas overindulgence

Christmas was planned up at my mum's this year - me, the Dog and Arlo, my Mum, Step Dad Gordon and Step Brother Stuart. A nice quiet family affair.

Mum and I decided that we would have a code word for the day so that if we felt that we were entering into 'bicker zone' or either one of us was talking about something we didn't want to get into we could say it and we'd tip toe out of the danger zone, thus allowing everybody the luxury of not listening to our nippings.

The code word was 'Merry Christmas' and we didn't need to say it once. 24 hours in each other's company and we didn't bicker once. Now, THAT is a Christmas miracle!

It was a perfect day, very chilled and relaxed and a little bit boozy, truth be told. Can't help but love Christmas.