Archive for December, 2012

Christmas Birthdays

I don’t recall the first time I was shown sympathy because of my birth date but at least once every year someone will always comment on its “unfortunate timing”. As a child I always thought this date must be a bad thing though I was completely oblivious as to why.

I disagree. Having a birthday a few days before Christmas is quite exciting because the air is filled with a great buzz of anticipation with everyone in a happy and joyous mood. The date is easier to remember and very often falls on a Christmas event where all the merry attendants – strangers or not – delight in singing you “Happy Birthday” and insist they buy you a Birthday AND a Christmas drink.

So to those who insist I must be deprived – not so. A birthday in this period is like a Christmas Entree.





“My Birthday! What a different sound that word had in my youthful ear.” – Thomas More


Home For Christmas

Yesterday my babies returned home for Christmas. All five arrived on the same day but at different times and I was delighted with each arrival.

I worry so much about them through the year when they are out in the world and away from the loving care I give them. Do they take in enough nourishment for their active lifestyle? Is their fluid intake sufficient? Do they have regular checkups? Do they have suitable shelter? Have they been kicked around and abused as they have been so often in the past?

All these things are of concern which is why I love Christmas when for a whole 6 whole weeks I have them home and all to myself.

I woke this morning and all was quiet, did I dream this? Did all my babies really come home? I opened the front blinds and peered out the window. Yes, there they are. All five sleeping peacefully in my driveway. Now which one will I drive first?





“The cars we drive say a lot about us.” – Alexandra Paul


A Big Christmas

With Christmas just around the corner I am again wondering where this year went. Luckily I like taking photos because this is generally the only way I realize there were actually events that I attended, so in fact I really MUST have experienced the past year.

It will be a big one again for us which is something hubby always disapproves of. Strangely though, this year he seems to be quite looking forward to it. I noticed this extraordinary change of heart came when one of the nephews asked if he could bring 5 Swedish Back Packers who want to experience a “Traditional Aussie Christmas”. When the brother described them as “drop dead gorgeous” Hubby’s mouthed gaped, and the son’s eyes twinkled, wondering just what ‘events’ he could tell them are “traditional”. I just counted numbers. My house will now be bursting at the seams with a total of 34 for a “sit down” dinner. Holly Molly.

I’m not sure if our Christmas’s are ‘traditional’ or not but the brother and I are still “big kids” when it comes to this day. We are compelled to follow our childhood traditions but have added our own flavour over the years, unique to us. The sons insist I don’t go overboard with gifts but this is impossible when they keep expanding the family.

I hope you all have a wonderful day with your family and friends and enjoy whatever traditions you follow. Indulge in the wonderful food that simply makes the day complete – even if you do spend the following day suffering.





“Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time.” – Laura Ingalls Wilder.