New Year's Eve

Pub party tonight.  There's nothing like enforced enjoyment to make you wish you were in bed.  PooFace Humbug Features will be jollying along with me .... groan.  Oh well, he can come late and leave early whilst I have a jolly time.

I shall make some ridiculous resolutions.

No more eating standing up.
No unnecessary chocolate ie casual chocolate - only emergency chocolate.
Oh that's enough stupid resolutions before I promise to not drink, smoke, lie or swear for the whole year.  Of course I will be getting thinner and fitter and less greedy and more perfect in every way but I resolve to do that every year.

And here's to the barmaid who was sacked last week for shoving too much cocaine up her nose and generally being very unreliable.  Thanks for causing a bit of a scandal cos we don't get much round these parts.

Happy New Year forgot acquaintances.

The End

Oh goodness me, I blinked and it was the end of the year.

We finished decorating the downstairs of our house and Christmassified it suitably.  Mr Smith put off getting a tree for so long we almost didn't get one.  We had three in the end.  The first was our plastic whirl of lights that we always have - the invisible non drop tree with no tree at all - quite a hit with Mr Smith. The second was the proper lovely tree with the baubles and lights and a general disruption of furniture to fit it in.  The third was a baby tree bought two days before Christmas to decorate our alcove.  Much tutting and sighing by Mr Smith Poo Face Humbug Features.

Our house really is so lovely.  The curtains all turned out wonderfully and our paintings fitted in perfectly and we really are deliriously happy.  We had a Christmas of roaring fires and lovely guests, too much to eat and drink and a general spiffingly good time.

Presents: Mostly fab, heavy on the kitchen gadgetry.  I particularly like the juice maker having always thought that was vegan hessian wearers fare; I am now rather partial to an appley orangey lemony breakfast tipple.  Just the ticket for my over stretched liver.

I have new wellies.  Well, it was Christmas and Mr Smith's generosity knows no bounds .... They were in a sale.

Today they have all gone.  I was thinking of starting my diet. It is raining.  A howling wind is coming down the chimney and I feel like finishing all the Christmas cake on my own.  Is there any chocolate?

Sleeping dragon

Less fat now but woefully drowsy.  The dog and I both snooze at every opportunity snoring in glorious unison loudly.

I had a wonderful time in the Caribbean where I was Queen of the island, courted at every moment.  It was a very weird dream .... But it wasn't a dream and I sold so many paintings.  Wheehee.

I just need to wake up before Christmas.  Thank heavens for online shopping.

Home and away and home

It got cold.  I went to the gorgeous tropics.  Then I came home.  Now I am cold again and very very fat.