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Okay so the kids presents are all wrapped, but now I have a sweat on as I can’t for the life of me remember where I put my wife’s presents...
Any other horror stories tonight? Apart from a lack of Die Hard on tv?
Only that I wanted a bunch of stuff for lunch prepped by now but I’m pished and I no longer care - twice the workload tomorrow with a hangover - **** it.
That`s tricky as you cant ask the wife where they are...
I had a bit of a panic when I couldn't find the batteries I stockpiled a while back for many devices that will no doubt need them tomorrow
I think it’s just a large beer hole in my memory
None - lunch at sister in laws tomorrow. She's panicing, and all she needs to do is lay the table. My other nephew is a chef and he has it sorted, and will go round with the food prepped and cook it tomorrow. I think she also borrowed a Christmas tree from her mum as she'd not put any decorations up.
She literally just had to put up 2 paste tables and arrange a few chairs and she's been posting picture updates on a family facebook group for two hours. She is bloody useless.
My last buy was a keg of Budvar and some squirty cream for "Pie Face game" just before the shop shut.
Oh, and it seems I don’t have enough chairs... equally **** it.
I've still got to wrap the wife's presents bit I do know where they are.
Kids presents are all still either in the attic or in the car though and the kids won't go to bloody sleep!!!!
Rum and ginger I think....
Just had a picture of a bloody 'raised' toilet seat - sister in law is impressed she has managed to bring it down from her mum's so she can use the loo (disabled).
She literally just had to put up 2 paste tables and arrange a few chairs and she's been posting picture updates on a family facebook group for two hours.
I'm going to start counting the hours I [b]don't[/b] spend on Facebook (never used it) as hours worked and use the money I [i]would[/i] have earned on my bikes!
The time spent on here and reading about bike things online can be conveniently forgotten of course...
Stove is some crappy hotplate electric produce-killer. It has become my arch-enemy and I cannot no matter what find any mechanical empathy for it.
Blanching King Eds in order to roast tomorrow. @5 mins - rock hard. Go to do something else. @10 mins - spuds are virtually mashed. Could not save one.
Argh. Argh. Beer.
My kids miraculously went to sleep ok so I went upstairs to quietly put a few things in their stocking and the dog came running up and slammed into the door swinging it wide open shining light right into the room with me stood there holding a present and stocking...
Presents bought, wrapped, and either delivered, or sitting on the floor by the telly ready for tomorrow, sat with a glass of red watching Maigret.
#smugface
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Currently cooking the Turkey and tidying up from tonight's dinner. Got the Wife's prezzies to wrap and get the kids to bed after they've watched Harry Soddin' Potter for the gazillionth time.
Oh and have to put up with my overbearing MIL tomorrow fawning over the kids whilst trying to do our best to make it as normal as possible and hold it together for my Dad as it's the first Christmas since we lost my Mom.
the dog came running up and slammed into the door swinging it wide open shining light right into the room with me stood there holding a present and stocking
Drop and roll like a commando, then in the morning you can tell the kids the story of Santa’s secret service training that taught him the skills to get in and out of every house unnoticed.
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^^ Please tell me that’s your car? So cool!
Off to see my dad in James Cook Hospital 85 miles away this afternoon. Our street is very potholed, but the ride didn't get any smoother once I got onto the top road, bloody great nail through the tyre. Quick game of paper/scissors stone to see which 2 of us hop in the 2 seater and we made it in the end.
Shed a tear or two leaving him in bed with the Salvation Army band playing at the end of the ward, he really isn't strong enough but we're springing him tomorrow to be home for dinner. Hug 'em while you've got 'em. Merry Christmas.
Hug 'em while you've got 'em. Merry Christmas.
Just the only thing that matters. Best wishes to you and yours this Christmas.
Phone call from my mum at 10pm. Help me calculate what time to put the beef in. Me; where's Dad, why's he not doing that? Her; oh, he's just mopping the hallway where a valve on the boiler burst.....
Fortunately they have Homecare so a plumber had been out by then, but didn't have the part. So we have another coming between 8 and 2 today to fit it.
Do we make up a space at the table for him?
Although it's Homecare, so paid for and I assume he's on overtime too, do we tip him?
And if worst comes to worst, what washing up liquid for Christmas dinner plates for cold water?