For me, Christmas dinner represents everything about the festive season perfectly. Several weeks of planning, shopping for the ingredients, a few hours of prep followed by the whole cooking with different temperatures and timing debacle… and it’s all done and finished in seemingly the blink of an eye, leaving behind an epic amount of washing up and a personal vow never to eat that much in one sitting again.
Christmas was awesome, but was over far too quickly.
Despite the minor panic in the last few days leading up to it, I somehow managed to end the day before Christmas Eve with a full fridge, wrapped presents and some clean laundry. The Bloke and I stayed at home for the third year in a row, and we decided that we would have a much more relaxed approach to the holiday, spending most of the time on the couch with the cat (who had a rather fetching new hat that he was obviously delighted with) on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, and popping in to feed Paddy (my friend’s bunny that hates me).
We exchanged gifts (I was spoilt rotten as usual), the turkey for dinner was perfectly cooked, I didn’t burn the roast potatoes, we watched A Muppets Christmas Carol, Batman Returns, Groundhog Day, Trading Places and – of course – The Gavin and Stacey Christmas Special that was so beautifully done that I had to fight back tears and then promptly yelled at the TV in response to the unbelievably frustrating cliffhanger at the end. They CAN’T leave it like that, surely?
And just like that, it’s over for another year. We’ve still got a little bit of time to enjoy the lights and candles around the room before I take everything down, but in a weird way I’m sort of looking forward to starting afresh in 2020. I always feel like this time of year is in limbo – now the big festive celebration is over there’s a waiting period until New Year’s Eve and then WHAM! GOALS EVERYWHERE!
So, while it’s a little belated, I hope you all had a lovely Christmas. I’m off to start on the rather neglected cheeseboard…