Thursday, December 27, 2012

Juat another CMas Day

We did not host christmas day this year. It is a while since we have done it. It is a while since we have done anything here. Our aim as we age is to reduce stress, and we not doing badly at that at all. Don't come and all will be well.

There was the usual, 'who is doing christmas this year?' R volunteered, but Mother wasn't keen. Bless her.

First niece suggested if no one would, she would do it at her place in Sommerville. Later she changed to doing it at Tradie's Brother's house, her dad, at Langwarrin. Then second niece was enlisted to help.

Between them, they got it together and even though meat was carted from Tooradin to Langwarrin to Sommerville and back to Langwarrin, being cooked  a little bit in each place along the way, it was a great christmas dinner. Sister made the christmas pud, and they came across on the very expensive ferry from The Bellarine.

We were comprised of R and myself, Sister, Bone Doctor and Little Jo, oldest niece who's partner was at his own family gathering, middle niece and her Kiwi partner and his best friend who had no where to go for christmas, Tradie Brother of course, Mother and ABI Brother, and non dreaded nephew. It was just so wonderful for us to be all together, but missing ex Sis in Law.

Nephew, just been employed by DSE as a firefighter. First niece, by June she will be a qualified teacher. Second niece, just gained a permanent position with the local council as a looker after of council parks etc. She is about to get a truck driving license.

Third niece, Little Jo, held 200 people entranced by her performance at the kindergarten break up. She starts school next year and as charming and clever is she is now, I miss my old somewhat younger Little Jo.  We saw her on dvd performing at the breakup.

 "Come and look at the South American Sunflowers". I'd never heard of such a variety and the flowers were huge. I should have known better. As I inspected them more closely out came a sign, Made in China Dickhead.
 Tradie Brother's freshest tree, the branch of a eucalypt.

 Ah, another Camera Face in the making.

 Dead christmas tree. "It lasted three weeks," said Brother. "But not until christmas," said I.

 First niece has a dog about eight months old. It decided the chooks needed rounding up. One took refuge inside the house. I walked into the kitchen and it was standing on the bench. I was asked to bring it out. I did try, but it was impossible. Brother took some wheat in and coaxed it out.

 I am not a great one for prawns. Too much hard work, so I left my share for someone else. "Where did you get them Sister?" I was sure Sister was going to say, "We just picked them up from a fisherman on the jetty before catching the ferry". But Little Jo was fast, "We bought them at Coles supermarket yesterday".

 Santa hangs on a guy wire and slides back and forth in the wind. To much amusement, I grabbed a rake and gave him a whack. "It is not Pinata?", I queried.

 Tradie Brother has trained the chooks to walk the plank.

 As you can see, they have names.

 Tradie Brother has been raiding hard rubbish collections left on nature strips. Nearly every gift he gave this year was second hand, but there were some good ones.

The bathroom renovation is into year three, with no sign of completion.

Well, that is christmas done for another year.


19 comments:

  1. Between watching "Les Miserables - the musical" and reading your post, this is genuinely heartbreaking in its simple beauty.

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    1. Wow, thanks MC. How is Mr Crowe in it?

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  2. that sounds like a lovely christmas andrew thanks for sharing it

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    1. Cheers Info. It was one of the better ones.

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  3. A progressive Barbie?
    Thanks for sharing your family:)

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    1. Not quite FC. It was roast meats and Niece did not like her father's oven once she started to cook. Well travelled meat.

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  4. We have the family at our place every saturday lunch. 12 people always and occasionally some visitors as well. Oh yes...I hear what you are saying about reducing stress!!

    The trick to a successful large family dinner is to divide the responsibilities. The host still gets stuck with the meat/fish/BBQ of course, but _everyone_ else brings the entree, a salad, a cake or a fruit platter.

    Otherwise the host becomes overworked, exhausted and resentful.

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    1. Hels, agree, and although not evenly divided, Mother made trifle, we, ahem, made cauliflower in white sauce, Sister brought the prawns and made the christmas pudding. You need a good co-ordinator.

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  5. Sounds like a fun Chrissie. The chooks are cute!

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    1. They are cute Wombat. He has had them for some time now.

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  6. NOOOOOOOOO not Prawns from COLES! Spew hack vomit - coming from port Macquarie and having an Oyster and fish place close to me - (they had their own oysters all around the water near their shop and prawns from Yamba - told me to never but fish from any where unless they are specialists - has to do with how to keep seafood... loved the tale of your Christmas

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    1. Sister often buys fish, prawns and mussels straight off the boat and she thought the Coles prawns were quite ok. They certainly looked impressive.

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  7. ha ha I always make others peel my prawns, I can't stand to touch them that much!!

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    1. Very Cleopatra Fen, peel me a grape. Actually, what a great idea. Get someone else to peel it for you.

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    2. Maybe it's my inner Dom coming out? ;)

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  8. Sounds like a nice enough day was had. I love the chook walking the plank and I could tell those sunflowers were fake the minute I saw them.
    No door handles due to carbon tax? Ha Ha

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    1. River, I should have been alert to his games and been suspicious immediately. They actually looked more realistic than the camera shows.

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  9. wonderful day you lucky possums.
    I love chooks.

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    1. Roasted or boiled Ann?

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