Post Christmas 2011.

Wreath of golden cones and glittery sticks

Materials hunted down in the eleventh hour

Midst of the bustle of a jolly holiday’s eve

A premium price needed to be paid

Then comes a fumbling twisting in a circle

But wait, no glue gun comes to the rescue

And when the handiwork finally completes

Alas! Gone are the celebrations of the day of St. Nick

p.s. Bonus points if you got the hymn reference.

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Christmas has once again snuck up on me, despite numerous pacts to myself year after year to never let the last minute stress get to me. Yet here I sit now, nursing a chesty cough, anxiously tapping my fingers and brains for the final official work hours of Christmas Adam* to pass so I can be free to scrounge around for overpriced gifts for friends of mine I failed to shop for.

Even the tree hasn’t been put up this year, I confess the thought of having to take it down deters everyone in the household.

I try to make it a tradition to take a postcard like self-portrait on Christmas every year, I have an idea set for this year. You’ll know if I am successful by boxing day. In the meantime, here are a couple of photos from the years before.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! And I hope you all had more luck than I did with completing Christmas shopping.

*For those of you who didn’t get it, Christmas Adam comes before Christmas Eve. I learned that from a student of mine, clever stuff.

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There’s nothing cliched about it.

Year end festivities are best paired with irreplaceable company and wholesome food.

Good, clean fun is never overrated.

As long as it is complete with fairy lights and coloured flags.

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