It’s the question that everyone gets asked several hundred times a day at this time of year. ‘What are you doing for Christmas?’ With less a month to go, I feel a little anxious to tell you that we still don’t know!
I tried to get ahead of the game this year by bringing up the subject several months ago, but as you can see – it hasn’t got me anywhere. Ever since we bought our first house almost 5 years ago, I have been desperate to host Christmas. I don’t know if you can tell by my abundance of decorations for all occasions, but I absolutely love hosting. I love the preparation of getting the house ready and for some strange reason (must be the Greek in me!) I love fussing over my guests – fetching drinks and making sure everyone has eaten too much!
Unfortunately, I don’t actually enjoy cooking all that much, but luckily Chris is a dab hand in the kitchen and actually seems to enjoy it – it takes a lot more to stress him than it does me, I could quite easily throw a paddy about my sprouts not turning out how I imagined! (Why does nothing ever look like it does in the cookbooks? It can’t just be me?!)
With Chris covering the cooking and me on decorations and drinks, we’ve got it covered between us. So why five years later have I still not managed to get everyone to ours for the day?
The past few years we have alternated between spending Christmas day with my family one year and Chris’ the next, but this year we are hoping to spend it all together. We just can’t decide where. My family are on the large side (as in the number of people not the size of the people!) which means my Mum sometimes has up to 20 people for dinner. The thought of cooking for 20 might actually even scare cool-headed Chris. Plus even if we thought we could manage it, where would we all sit? At best I can probably fit 8 around my table, maybe 10 if I bring in the outside table and get a couple of emergency chairs from the loft!
So my question is how do I offer to host but restrict it to 8 people only?! Can I really do that? Or shall I just embrace the fact that I’ve finally got my chance to host and just cram us all round my little table?
While I stress over that for a few more weeks before it ends up being too late and we miss out again…why don’t you lovely lot tell me how you’ll be spending your Christmas’?
Certain things have happened recently that have made me really stop and think about how important it is to appreciate everything that I have. It’s easy to get bogged down or caught up in your own little world where the tiniest of things can seem like the biggest of deals and I have definitely been guilty of this in the past. But recent events have made me wake up and realise just how much I have to be grateful for, and that I should never take anything for granted.
Now that I am about to become a Mum I suddenly feel this overwhelming urge to fix things about myself that I am not too keen on (and I’m not talking flabby thighs here – they will have to wait!) I’ve been reflecting on certain aspects of my personality that I feel could do with some work. In the past I have been known to be quite negative and I am a compulsive worrier, always anticipating the worst! I don’t want my child to see these things in me and I definitely don’t want them to inherit these traits.
More than ever I feel a responsibility now to teach my child how important it is to appreciate all that you have in life, and to focus on all the good that there is in the world.
Life can be incredibly cruel sometimes, and in those times it will feel impossible to find good in anything. But while I have my family and we all have our health, I truly have nothing to complain about, and I am going to try my best to make sure I remember that at all times!
One of my favourite things to do is spend an afternoon strolling around an antique market. I absolutely love finding unique and individual bits and pieces with a fascinating story behind them!
Without a doubt, the best market I have visited is Sunbury Antiques Market at Kempton. I’ve only been once but oh my it is amazing!! Foolishly, the mother and I rocked up at about half 11, pretty much just as the market was coming to an end (first rule of antiquing is to get there early!) Despite our error, there was still so much left on offer! It’s absolutely huge, with stall after stall of goodies. Definitely worth a visit in my opinion.
I’m sure I wasn’t the only one who was very sad to hear the news of BHS filing for administration last week. While my husband explains to me that that doesn’t mean they will be disappearing from our high street any time soon, I can’t help but feel it won’t be long before they do.
I remember sitting with my friend last summer while she nagged me about why I wasn’t on Instagram. ‘You’d love it’ she kept saying, ‘it’s so you, I can’t believe you’re not on it!’ But I just didn’t really understand it – which makes me sound a lot older than my 28 years I know! I had tried it before but I just didn’t know what to search for, and I’d always been too shy or nervous to ever actually post anything on any kind of social media. I loved Pinterest, but anything else seemed like you had to put yourself out there, which really just wasn’t very me.
I realise that I’m a little behind the times with this – but you know what they say, better late than never. I’ve been thinking about starting a blog for a while now, in fact longer than a while, but I just haven’t found the courage to bring myself to do it.
After joining Instagram last year (I told you I’m behind the times!) I have been so inspired by all the talented, creative and just down-right lovely people out there. When a few of my very lovely followers suggested they would like to see me start a blog, I decided I wouldn’t put it off any longer.