Today, Gentle Readers, Mr G is at home to callers. Also, he's still asleep, as befits a gentleman of Advanced Years, (that is, 451 tomorrow), and taking up an inordinate amount of the bed. When we were first coupled, we had a double bed (well, I had a double bed, he had a king-sized futon which I refused to sleep on - how bad are they for your back, hmmm?) and we survived about six months before I insisted on buying something bigger, and made him ditch the Futon. I think we would have been divorced before we were even married if we'd stayed in that double. He likes to sleep with his elbows out, and rolls into the middle a lot. I joke quite often about my eighth of the bed, but it's not really a joke. I frequently wake up right on the edge, with just enough of the covers to stop me from freezing to death in the night.
Tonight we are staying here before flying out at 6.00am (shudder) tomorrow to Perth... It's going to be a long, long day. They are three hours behind us, of course, and so we will be arriving at 11.00am for us, but it will only be 8.00am in the wild West. I plan to be in bed by 8.30pm, after we've done everything we need to do, such as, collecting the seafood, shopping for forgotten Christmas treats, buying wrapping paper Just In Case, buying Christmas Cards for people we didn't think about before, you know. The usual Christmas last minute panic. Only difference for us is that it's a different shopping centre, which is why everything will take just that little bit longer - trying to find the shops you know about in your own shopping centre is one thing, but in a foreign shopping centre? Phew.
In other fascinating news, the Christmas tree I made for Miss Felicity, at All Toile and No Reward, finally arrived in Bahrain, about a month after I shipped it:
At least now she'll have something Christmassy in her Porno Flat. More info? You'll have to read for yourselves!
And finally, in the fascinating news department, I started making Conchita the Chicken from the 'Sew It, Stuff it' book that was amongst the birthday loot - it's huge, but it's going to look very cute. I promise pictures will be posted when it's done. Just because that may be next year doesn't mean it won't happen... honest.
And now, the smell of Mr G's vegemite and honey toast is making me very hungry, so I'm off, off to the glamour of the kitchen, and from there, we shall see what develops. Sporadic posts follow, as time and festivities allow.
I wish you, my Gentle Readers, a very Festive Yuletide, with peace and joy for all. Ciao, Buon Natale, Ciao Ciao!
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