The carols are on, the children are asleep, the first Christmas cocktail of the night has gone down a little too easily (vodka, ginger ale, lots of lime, mint and ice).
Its much calmer than last night when we followed a pathetic meow to find a kitten stuck up a tree and almost had to call the fire brigade (do they still do that?). Sense prevailed and we left her there - she obviously waited until first light and came scooting down demanding food.
We've had a fabulous dinner - crayfish courtesy of a grateful patient (we love those ones) and raspberries freshly picked (Still). At the current prices we've gobbled our way through $500-600 worth so far. Will definitely be planting more for next year.
I'm sitting down now to finish the Christmas cards. Wondering why it feels like a bit of a chore.
I love getting them - catching up with the news, remembering some of those friends whom we only seem to hear from at this time of year, seeing how the children have grown.
I think its the burden of having to do them in a hurry, of writing the same things over and over.
Tomorrow I'll post the last ones off (late again!) and will feel satisfied.
Do you send cards? Do you love to receive them? Or think it's all a bit of a joke and just do the email cc'd to everyone?
How's your weekend going?