You have just one more sleep until the fat bugger invades your house and leaves you with total carnage…… no not Father Christmas I mean your mother in law of course.
Keep strong my fellow Perfect Christmas creators , ride that storm , zip that mouth and know that in every household there is another the same as you. And as dawn breaks and the sun rises on Christmas morning this will be your chance to showcase just how amazing you really are. We planned , we swore , we stressed and boy did we shop…….. today you get your reward.
And as the afternoon sets in and all those happy contented snores fill the room pour yourself a large glass of whatever tickles your pickle and toast YOU. If baby Jesus could then believe me he would be giving us mothers a high five as he lay in his crib straw scratching his bare bottom . And with the smell of donkey poop filling his sweet little nose rset assured that in today’s world he would have been rolling his eyes at the crap Christmas presents those not so bloody wise men gave him. He would be cursing his mother for not bringing her hospital bag to the stable and really pissed off with Travelodge for turning them away.Not to mention all the time wasters dialing 999 for a sniffle resulting in him being born in a barn in the middle of nowhere to a carpenter whose work had dried up so much in the recession he had to sell the family 4X4 so they were left to attempt a walk to A&E .
Whatever you are doing tomorrow I hope that you have a happy and peaceful day I wish all of my readers a very Happy Christmas and I thank you all from the bottom of my blogging heart for taking an interest in my little place on the internet.
Now go and start those celebrations in style eat drink and be really merry and listen to the track below to fill you with Home Alone wonderment.