I have a confession to make…I think I am addicted to Christmas. No, I mean really. My obsession with all things festive has reached such heights that I keep reminding myself of this guy I once saw on ‘The Big Breakfast’ who kept his tree up the whole year round, had ‘It’s A Wonderful Life’ on repeat throughout the day and ate a full turkey dinner every night of the week. I think I could probably get on board with this kind of lifestyle.
However, before I got too carried away with the Christmas cheer this week, I first had to reign it in a little as it was Mummy Bags’ birthday.
As we settled in for our celebratory lunch at Cigalon in central London, I thought about all of those poor souls like my mummy who are unfortunate enough to have birthdays at the end of December and who have suffered through years of ‘joint Christmas and birthday presents’. I made a mental note to make up for this by treating mum extra specially well on her special day in years to come.
But it’s a pretty difficult feat to forget about Christmas altogether when you’re as addicted as I am.
This week, I’ve mainly been wondering: what exactly is it about this quintessential Christian holiday that has got us all hooked?
It has to be because it’s pretty much the only time of the year that all generations of a family get together.
Or because they generally make a lot of effort to dress up and get into the spirit of the occasion.
Or best of all because said generations come together in said outfits full of festive goodwill and collaboration – a very pretty picture!
This year was extra special because we got to meet Jim’s girlfriend Inger-Johanne at long last. She is from Oslo and it was interesting to hear about the various differences and similarities between a traditional Norwegian Christmas and ours.
On Christmas Eve, we took part in one of these traditions by sharing a pot of ‘rice porridge’, or julegrot with a whole almond hidden in it. Rich was the lucky recipient of the nut, and therefore was gifted a special marzipan pig as a prize.
Almost too cute to eat…almost
It was also a special year, because we had two new members of the family to share Christmas with: on the Byles side of the family, our niece Amelie…
And on the Bagley/Witney side, our nephew Ollie.
Spending time with them both has made me realise that there is nothing more special than a Christmas with little ones.
As Rich and I got to celebrate two Christmases this year with both of our families, I was reminded once again of all of the best parts of Christmas that both of our households have in common.
Sticking to Christmas traditions like going to the local Church’s carol concert on Christmas Eve…
Jim definitely didn’t regret volunteering to be this year’s Joseph…
Heaps and heaps of food…
Washed down with gallons of drink…
And lots of festive cheer.
It’s been a fantastic Christmas back in England in the cold.
And to top it all off, it has just started to snow!!
3 things I particularly appreciated this week:
1. Spending Christmas with the one I love
2. Feeling part of a huge, loving extended family
3. Feeling incredibly spoiled with all of my fantastic presents
Until next year!!
I’d love to hear about what you have been up to over the Christmas period!