Hello everyone. I hope you all avoided a sugar coma over the Christmas festivities. Why do we overindulge at this time of year? I challenge any of you, to truthfully say you did not. It doesn’t count if you don’t celebrate Christmas.
After stuffing our faces with turducken and drinking wine, my sister-in-law thought it would be a brilliant idea to play a game called Five Seconds. The objective is to list three answers to a question within five seconds. Sounds easy, right? Noooo, it’s not.
When that feeling of satiation hits you after a big meal and the alcohol starts to singe your brain cells, your body says, “right, well I’m off to bed now. You lot have fun without me.”
“Name three boy’s names starting with A,” my sister-in-law asks me.
“Err. Aaron, Adam and Ummmmmmm?” I open and close my mouth a few times hoping the answer will march across my vision. All the time I’m looking at my brother-in-law whose name starts with ... yes, you guessed it, an A - when the time runs out! Aargh. I could blame alcohol, but I only had half a glass. I blame the turducken. It was clearly a case of bird brain!
Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve. The end of 2014. I can’t say I’ll be sad to see it go. I feel like I’m ready for the next challenge now. Although I’m probably completely mad giving myself a deadline at the end of the school holidays. Yes, okay, not probably - definitely. Who needs sleep anyway?
Be safe on party night. We might have to drag the kids out way past their bedtime to watch some fireworks.
See you all next year.