A Very Happy Christmas To You All!

Hello Everybody,

I can`t believe it but it`s Christmas Eve at last. I`m really into the Christmas spirit now and can`t wait for tomorrow. OK, what`s been going on in the last week....erm...let me think. Oh yes, I have been really busy at work on Thursday and Friday which was useful as it was bitterly cold and at least it took my mind off the fact that I couldn`t feel my feet...lol!  I really can`t believe some of these last minute shoppers, many of them having left their Christmas spirit at home with the tree and decorations. If it was going to make them so miserable why not shop a bit earlier.  Never mind, I`m off until Wednesday and work for two days then I`m off again Friday until Tuesday which suits me fine.

                              

Roman has been very poorly the last few days, he has a dreadful cold and conjuntivitis in both eyes. On Friday he spent most of the time sleeping on my lap, I hate to see him like that as I feel so helpless and I know he doesn`t understand, bless him.  Jake has been limping on and off the last couple of days and I suspect he has early onset arthritis. The vet warned us that as he has mild hip dysplasia it would most likely show up by the time he is 5 or 6. I really didn`t expect it this soon as he`s not 4 until March.  What is in his favour is that he is in great shape physically with strong muscled back legs and is the perfect weight for his size.  If we keep him fit and slim and don`t over exercise him he should be fine for some time yet. He`d better be as I couldn`t bear to see him deteriorate too quickly.

                                    

 

I`m not a really superstitious person but what I did this morning will horrify those that are.  I have broken a mirror, not just any mirror but the tall mirror that used to hang in the hallway.  I must admit some quick mental arithmatic told me that I`ll be 61 when the `bad luck` runs out but I soon dismissed it.  Me superstitious?  Nah....fingers crossed...lol!

                                        

This afternoon I`ll be reading journals, peeling potatoes and sprouts ready for the morning. The turkey is defrosting in a bucket of cold water while the bacon and chipolatas are in the fridge. I keep thinking there`s something I`ve forgotten but if I have ,well so be it, I`ve had enough of shopping to last a lifetime so I`ll have to manage without it. This year I`ve made up stockings for Roman, Danny, Kerry, Slava and Salina and I have wait until Dan has gone to bed before I can hang them up. He thinks I`ve only filled ones for Kerry, Salina and Roman but I couldn`t leave the boys out. I just hope they like what`s in them. Jim is working tomorrow but should bve home by 1pm so we`ll wait imtil then to open our presents, it wouldn`t be right to open them without him.

                   

I really want to thank you all, my journal friends for reading my day to day mutterings throughout the year, and for entertaining me with your smashing entries. I do miss not being able to read them as often as I`d like. Also I want to thank you all for the Christmas cards and greetings that you`ve sent me, it was lovely to open them all. Also I must thank all those who`ve made the graphics that I`ve been privileged to use, I have no idea how to make my own and would have had a very boring journal indeed without them. I`m going to find all your names and links and will list you all in another entry. And finally I must thank my wonderful family without whom I wouldn`t have had very much to write about in the first place! And that, my friends was my Christmas equivilent to an Oscar speech...lol!

                        

Anyway, that`s it from me apart from wishing you all a very Happy Christmas and have a wonderful magical time.  Take care. :o)

 

Mistletoe a Christmas poem by Walter de la Mare

Sitting under the mistletoe
(Pale-green, fairy mistletoe),
One last candle burning low,
All the sleepy dancers gone,
Just one candle burning on,
Shadows lurking everywhere:
Some one came, and kissed me there.

Tired I was; my head would go
Nodding under the mistletoe
(Pale-green, fairy mistletoe),
No footsteps came, no voice, but only,
Just as I sat there, sleepy, lonely,
Stooped in the still and shadowy air
Lips unseen - and kissed me there.