Ah Christmas time. A special time for all and a confusing one for some.
Tell me exactly what is the point of a salad spinner? And does one ask for one on Santa’s wish list?
I know I didn’t ask this year but Santa must have mixed his lists with someone else and delivered a beautiful salad spinner for me this year.
Now I remember being told that I was not to expect any presents, maybe chocolates, but no presents.
I was mighty fine with that but instead I unwrapped a salad spinner, and the moment my mum left the room, I turned to dad and said, “huh?”
And it was followed by “don’t ask me, I have no idea!”
All good… at least Christmas lunch was friggin fantastic.
We had course after course of an Italian feast. I love it! For me, it beats having a turkey and some potatoes. I know many of you love that. You can have it. I want my antipasto of Italians meats and cheeses, lasagne, creamed prawns, beans in vinegar, finished off with Italian small desserts and finale, Tiramisu. Bring it!!
We had an addition to Christmas lunch this year, my boy, who enjoyed himself immensely but that could have been the fact my parents were topping his drink throughout the entire day. I think he may or may not have had five wines … I did see them sneak in a few top offs. ;-)
It’s all part of Christmas. Well, my kind of Christmas where all the people I want in the world (except for Ryan Gosling who wasn’t there this year so that was a little bit of a downer), in one room, having fun, eating, and drinking. Perfect.
Plus it wouldn’t be Christmas without my mum getting me an odd/questionable present. Seriously, a salad spinner?!!
All in all, a good Christmas had by all.
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