I got the bluesssssss, Boxing Day Blues! Happy Boxing day everyone, i hope you all have had a great Christmas because mine was surprisingly amazing. I’m currently sitting on my sofa trying to figure out how my family managed to pull off a half decent Christmas. Unfortunately i was unable to watch any Christmas specials other than Eastenders which was amazing btw, so i am trying to cram in as much specials as i can in one day. I also watched the least festive movies yesterday, unless you categorize The Lion king and Bridget Jones Baby as festive or even remotely christmassy (is that a word?).
However i somehow have managed to be home alone with only my sister who studying like crazy for her A-Levels to keep me company on Boxing Day. My cousins left in the morning, both my parents are at work and my brother is cycling around our local park trying burn off all he ate yesterday and i’m here watching the call the midwife Christmas special. Its also my friends birthday so i’ll probably just drop off some plum cake (inside joke) at his house, before his mum gets back from the Boxing day sales (i feel like she hates me??).
I’m also a bit hungover because my dad thought it would be great to let me and my cousins have a little alcohol (why you ask, i don’t know. He was probably drunk himself), but somehow a little turned into a lot and lets just say a lot of regrettable snapchats were sent . Turns out i’m an emotional giddy drunk as i was laughing hysterically interrupting inexpiable sobs. So yeah if anyone has a cure for a stabbing migraine, please comment them.
Christmas in my household isn’t the most organised its a tradition for my family to be unorganized and yesterday was no exception. We had unexpected guests that stayed the day and not enough food to feed all of us. We had midnight mass the night of Christmas and so we only woke up at 9:00 and because i already opened the presents my friends gave beforehand i stuck with unwrapping 2 separate Lynx gift sets from 2 separate families. After that the women stated making the food and the men watched TV, drank beer and talked about politics. I know it sounds sexist, but thats literally what happens. The only job my dad was given in that whole day was setting the Christmas pudding on fire. My and my cousin were in charge of the vegetable which unsurprisingly we messed up. the parsnips were all different sizes so some were overcooked and others were under cooked, but all in all it was okay. I mean The house wasn’t set on fire this time so i would call it a successful Christmas. I guess everyone needed a good Christmas after what a shit year its been. Lets hope its onwards and upwards for 2017.
So i know this wasn’t too long a blog post and i’ll probably add more to it later, but for now i just have to sit around finishing the mince pies that literally no-one ate. i can kinda see why my family call me a vacuum cleaner, i could literally live off other peoples leftovers. So yeah i guess bye :).