Crazy as this may sound to you..but I have been feeling a little Christmas cheer lately, not at all evident in the header of this blog being up *before* December (as it was so kindly pointed out to me thanks heh).
So I took myself and my growing Christmas cheer into town today to maybe get a few gifts down before I do my mad dash on the final night. I thought I would run errands whilst I am in town and get two birds killed with one stone or some such.
I sourced out gifts and then decided that before buying I would sort out the other, more boring stuff and come back so I don’t have to carry bags around taking out small children as I move.
It was then that I discover that although I might be trying to break my habit of being meh about the festive season the forces that be have decided that this might well be one of the signs of an impending apocalypse and so they set about trying to revert me back to my old ways by making sure that each and every single time I went to pay a bill it would double in price, all money transfers would be met with a ’sorry your card is temporarily not functioning due to network work’ and my landlord would send me a message along the lines of ‘My gift to you = Rent increase!! Wheeeeee!
But you know what..as long as I have season 2 of the Gilmore Girls loaded up in my dvd player I will not let them win (and with that little Gilmore Girls revelation you now are in possession of my deepest darkest secret, take care of it!)
Oh and you know what else is funny..seeing a Christmas stall set up with lots of super games for the kids, you know, the usual thing of hooking a floating duck onto your stick, or throwing a ball to knock over some cans to win a toy.
However this stall didn’t have oversized stuffed bears for your prize but instead offered all the young children who were gleefully lobbing balls at rusty baked bean tins a super smashing prize of…a 120 pack of cigarettes.
I resisted sticking my hair into pigtails and doubling back to test out my aim in a rare display of when my willpower actually won out over my desires and seeing as it’s all used up there is nothing to stop me eating the bazillion muffins and cakes residing in my kitchen
