Christmas Comes But Once a Year (Thank God)

All a bit of a blur now . . .


My niece in Melbourne emailed a couple of weeks ago and asked could we have a 'theme' this Christmas. Usually it's a colour theme only in relation to table settings and decorations. We've had blue and silver, bronze, red and white. Then a kitch Reject Shop T Shirt Christmas but this year we outdid ourselves with the 'kitch' aspect and came as our favourite Christmas 'thing'. Hilarious. It was a HUGE day and I mean HUGE, we started at 11:30am on the 25th and at 2:30am on the 26th, Stressany, Babybro and I as the last 'men' standing, decided that attempting to play Anarchy in the UK on Guitar Hero World Tour was totally beyond us and dragged ourselves to bed!

As always, it began well. We had family members dressed as - baubles, presents, champagne, elves, aussie yobs and Rudolf (propriety prevents me showing you our family pic which is the funniest screen saver I've ever put up on the old Dell!) Trust me a little bit of cardboard and a lot of glitter goes a long way!

Below of course is Clarebear as a Christmas tree, me as some sort of Yuletide fat fairy and DrummerBoy as . . you guessed it, Jesus (we were commemorating his birthday after all!) See what a good Catholic education does?



Even Lily did not escape decoration . . .


There were plenty of presents under the tree, and The Plumber and his little elf helped distribute them to family members - don't you love a Santa that wears green thongs!


The table was set, looking neat and tidy with kitch bouncy Santa's and a couple of tea light Christmas Trees . . .

This bouncy Santa survived a nasty fall a couple of years ago when the glass table top shattered, no such accidents this year . . .


Even the glassware wore bling . . .


There were raspberry competitions . . Adam won of course


There was bubble blowing . . .


Some barefoot barbecuing of tiny Filet Mignon served with Bearnaise sauce as well as Thai chicken skewers . . .to be followed by an apricot glazed baked ham and Caesar salad.


There were Kris Kringle pressies at the lunch table while we nibbled . . .this was a 'slow food' day.


There was Twister Scram, sort of like musical chairs, you twist a colour and each has to race and stand on a correspondingly coloured pad. The loser removes a pad of each colour and the last man standing wins.

There was Zap you General Knowledge . . get the question wrong and you're electrocuted. Hours of family fun!


Then there was face painting . . .


and not just for the little kids . . . .


Guitar hero and Monster's of Rock . . .


Late night dipping into the potato bake whilst also being the adjudicator of Trivial Pursuit . . .


The table had fallen into disrepute . . .

So much fun, so much booze and food that the next day was definitely a blur. By the time family had left and the cleanup been completed, I dogged my best friend's Boxing Day gig to reacquaint myself with the comfiest couch in the world! I'm rather glad Christmas comes but once a year!