Part two of our family Christmas celebrations. We have had a very chilled-out day today, recovering from too much food, too much wine and late night chatting with the little blister. Three of us have tried and failed at the crosswords in the weekly and Sunday (yes it is a few days old) papers. Someone obviously thought we would have a lot of time on our hands to figure them out over the holidays. It just gave me a headache.
A significant aspect of a family Christmas is the ability to be with each other, without the need to maintain a facade, hold your tongue, or avoid one another. We managed that, but I will be honest, part of me is still trying to be on my best behaviour with my in-laws. It sounds ridiculous, we lived here for three months before finding a home for ourselves.
A change is as good as a rest
I woke up this morning with many topics fluttering through my brain and so I decided to get them down. I am sure many bloggers get this, a surge of inspiration and then a week of nothing. I typed up five blog posts and scheduled them. My Honey typed up a persuasive email to my sister on the advantages of living here. It was a very productive morning for both of us, but it did sound somewhat like a typing pool for a good long while. A bit obscure for a Boxing Day morning.
It has been a very quiet day and now we are relaxed and listening (and giggling) to Billy Connolly in the background. You have to love a bit of Billy.