… or, life’s too short to stuff a turkey! I’ve put a blank poster on the wall entitled “This is what makes me joyful at Christmas!” It is my attempt to fight back against the seasonal pressure that I feel is upon me to cook the ‘right’ dinner, buy the ‘right’ presents, create the ‘right’ atmosphere, so that we have a ‘perfect’ Christmas. I’ve invited everyone who comes to the house to add something, to join our own contributions.
So far, Christmas is made joyful by
- Christmas lunch at school with Miles (they put the sprouts on to boil last week, I believe)
- smoked salmon
- opening presents in front of the fire
- lie-ins (guess which teenager wrote that!)
- getting up early on a frosty morning to walk the dog
- decorating the tree
- 9 Lessons and Carols
- and Miles coming home (despite the school report that they give us at 5pm on Christmas day!)
Food is obviously very important, because of the number of contributions in that area, but the hopes are as much to do with the joy of eating simple things as to do with recipes for perfection – mince pies and brandy butter, chocolate, fishcakes (wierd – don’t know who put that on and champagne.
Lots of people like the atmosphere – opening presents around the fire, wishing it would snow and then it snowing, Midnight Mass and candlelight. Or relationships – seeing friends, opening presents in front of the fire, grandchildren, ‘the love in the air’. And one thought that made my day (yes, I’m a sucker for such things!) – mum’s smile.
I love Christmas. And I love that my family don’t mind (very much) about perfect presents, perfect menus and an unrealistic perfect atmosphere. So I’m off to decorate the tree.
Very joyfully yours… Dx