Happy New Year!!! Suppose I should apologise for my mammoth absence. Sorry!. I've been really ill the last few weeks, had two ear infections which were slightly unpleasant to say the least and I currently have a very nasty chest infection. There now don't you feel dreadful for all that grumbling about me? But at least I get some really cool strong antibiotics which no doubt will leave me screaching for the Canestan or live yoghurt within the next day or so. Too much information?
Well, Lukey's nativity went really well, so cute even though Richard and I did commit a very bad parent sin by not actually recognising him when we walked into the room. There he was all dressed up in his tea towel type frock and head gear sitting all regally in the stable next to "Mary", we walked straight past only really seeing a mass of cute kids dressed in tinsel and tea cosy hats. There was no room to sit as we were amongst the last of the parents to come in and so we had to stand at the back. Someone next to us whispered "oh what a shame Joseph is crying" and we were like "who's Joseph?" durrrrr!!! We then realised that the little boy in the stable breaking his heart surrounded by stressed looking teachers was our son. Shriek!!! I rushed to the front sending parents flying in all directions to reassure Luke that Mummy and Daddy do love him really and that we were so sorry for not waving to him. It took about 5 cuddles and then for Daddy to come over and apologise profusely before he then gave us a thumbs up and said "ok, you can leave me to it now". After that it went swimmingly even though Whoops A Daisy the angel got severe stage fright and tried to remove her dress (methinks she has a great career ahead of her there).
Christmas day was really not that bad, mum came over on her own for dinner as my brother Bill was ill. I spent a very hot and sweaty morning in the kitchen (unlike Aunt Bev whom I have photographic evidence of to prove always looks glam in the kitchen). After turning the radiator down, I felt a tad better. I spent ages topping and tailing sprouts. Irritating little suckers aren't they? After dinner I was clearing up with Rich in the kitchen when he came across a pan, "what are these for?" he asked waving it at me. In the pan were the sprouts that I had spent ages preparing and steaming. The only person I served them to was Luke, I'd forgotten the rest of us. "I didn't give you any sprouts" I announced to mum," nobody had any". "I had to have them" Luke shouted, "why did I have to have them if nobody else did?" Indeed!!
So, now we have a new year, yay. Really, really glad the old one is over with even though, I have to say, and sorry for sounding a bit maudlin (again) it does feel really odd and sad to start a new year without dad. But, going to enjoy this one as I turn 40 in June and bloody hell I have to try and stay positive for that. Onward and Upwards.
