Are you heaving over your jeans and skirts (thus creating a currently trendy "muffin top") like me? Where exactly has your svelte waistline gone, erm - like mine?
Not that I ever had a svelte waistline. That went a loooooooooong time ago. No thanks to these babies on Crimbo eve. Burp. Pats belly(s) contedly.

So.
We have had a fantastic christmas. Prolly made all the merrier with having my yummy mummy and poppy over. Mum brought over a Turkey crown the size of an ostrich and pork loin the size of Belgium whilst we supplied the beef, the lamb and the gammon. Between oven changes I even managed to make fresh mince pies on the day too. It was a gorgous sunny day and baking these babies in a warm kitchen with lots of Cava was just heavenly. Like me, the pastry turned out to be very short and erm, sweet :):):)
After that we e goose fat drenched the potatoes,


peeled and cooked a menagerie of veggies plus created a divine home made stuffing

which gave licence to our impending heart attacks but with a pleasurable and satisfying smug feeling of christmas fatness. It was all hands to the wheel for that meal, I tell ya! Mum and I mucked about with the camera during the preparations plus I wanted to take snaps of our meal for my crimbo journal. Doesn't my mum look so gorge in her coolio spectacles?

Lots of money was invested for this one meal alone adding to the the pre christmas stress. The oven burned for 12 solid hours for a feast to toast being "family" was such a sense of worth in one hand and a feeling of "why do we spend so much when a pizza and coleslaw with a game of cards" would have been just as great. It was all worth it but honest to goodness.... its one day of madness. Anyhoo, the little touches around the table made it so cosy and fun. 
Our crackers, however, had metal novelties that could kill at the simple tug of each one. Mark claims I nearly had is flaming eye out. More is the pity that I didn't.
Oh I forgot the presents!
Belle got plenty of what she asked for and that's maltesers. She got a ton of them! We had asked her a gazillion times what she might like and she had no idea. What doesn't help is the fact she has her birthday precisely 4 weeks before crimbo. But she had plenty to open and was delighted with the suprises that we had snuck in her stocking.
One of the best things she got was a little game called "20Q". Its a wee thing that asks you 20 questions by which you answer "yes" or "no" and by question 20 it guesses what you are thinking. And really works and its really freaky. I got bits and bats inclusing my long sought after Bind it all (never got round to flaming buying one myself!) but if you ever want to treat me and cheer me up - you never have to dig deep. Yankee candles are so slurpably scrumshus and burn for YEARS. My momma bought me this with the candle shade which I just adore with all my heart. She also bought me my fave smelling "Good Morning". Normally my freind Louise gives me these as a treat and she could never know how much they mean to me. I am obsessed about having a welcoming aroma in our home (prolly to mask the smell of mark, if I am honest... tee hee). Kidding aside, I just love little smelly candles and I got a TON for christmas.
We have also introduced my father to the Wii. We all had such a blast playing bowls over the festive period - so much that now my parents are on the look out for the gold dust that is a Wii. I love my mum's Mii that we created for her too - she looks like sonic the hedgehog. And the one we made of my poppa looks like one of Ellie's old schol teachers. And mine.... nothing like me whatsoever! The power of those Mii's is a new world of fun.
Yest we had visitors in the form of Roz and Ben where leftover turkey got slammed in a curry. I made my own curry base using Marks "Jamie Oliver" shaker crusher thingy. I was dead chuffed with myself as I just bunged in coriander seeds, mustard powder, fennel seeds, paprika, chilli flakes, cumin and garlic in random quantities to make a slightly molten lava hot curry. The trick with using left over turkey is to add your meat towards the end as it will mush otherwise. A lesson learned over the last 12 years of turkey recycling. We played games practically all evening and got more tipsy thatn I anticipated. Im getting too old for drinking these days! Before she came, I wanted to make Roz a special gift from myself and gave her this little trinket. Its a putrid colour replication as it was taken in my poo poo lit office. I reckopn it looks better in real life. I have enough to make another for myself which wil look nice snuck in a corner to cheer it up.
Does anyone know where I can get more of these peggies without costing the earth from creative imaginations? I think £4 is steep for 2...... am thinking of using standard wooden pegs but bulking them up.... am thinking real hard about that. Anyway, Roz left this afternoon and both Belle and I didnt want her to go. Its weird having an empty house after so much company over the holidays. I have moped about this afternoon catching up on putting stuff away, chucking stuff out and tidying up.
Talking of chucking stuff out, Belle's bedroom decorating continues and we gave 8 black bin liners FULL to the brim with toys to charity on Christmas Eve. There was a ton of hardly used toys in there (which is embarrassing come to think but I have to admit she is a good girl and doesn't lose stuff and the stuff she did have, she looked after). Im grateful that a charity will benefit from her unwanted belongings. We did stash away some collectibles such as "my little ponies" and "care bears" in readiness for a blast on ebay. Her bedroom is not even half done as the carpet is coming from Belgium and Belgium is clearly 5 million miles away, her bedroom drawers are being made to order but obviously made by slow people from the slow planet in the slowest galaxy in the universe and her bed is taking forever as the company have obviously fallen asleep. By the time we have finished decorating our bedroom next week, Belles might be finished. I think by completing our bedroom that all of marks possessions that he brought back from the Army might finally be housed and our house will resemble normality. Although the house extension in the summer will throw us all into turmoil so I might as well kill myself now. To sweeten the mood, Ive decided on this paper for our room (chocolate lime... YUM) 
and although mark has not given me the thumbs up, I shall bully him into it or he will face the consequence of death. Basically. Anyhoo, Im hoping the pattern repeat on this is so generous that I wont have to buy 60 rolls as its not cheap. But I know that I will have the best dreams surrounded by chocolate and scrummy paper like this. And a hideous invoice to proove it. I'll hide that under marks pillow.
After that post, I need a flippin lie down. See soon xx
PS: Forgot to mention that both my momma and I are off to see (well, listen to) the works of Strauss in january. I LOVE Strauss, I was brought up listening to thelikes of The Beautiful Blue Danube, Radetzky Marsch, Tritsch Tratsch Polka, Die Fledermaus, Emperor Waltz, Freulingsstimmen, Waltzes from Gypsy Baron, Vienna Blood, Wine, women and song, Tales from Vienna Wood and Unter Donner und Blitz (You Tube the lot to reminisce these babies). I am besides myself and come this time next year Im hoping (more likely dreaming) to get her to come with me to the Kaiser Imperial ball in Vienna to don ball gowns and waltz to this music. Its bizarre isnt it, who would have thought I loved Johann Strauus I and II... IM SO EXCITED!