I need to start this blog blogging about blogging, it is a bit meta, but mostly it’s frustrating. I want to blog again. I am missing it a lot, it was a great way to start the day for a good while. (Not every day, waking up any earlier than 6am just to write a blog is not going to happen.) But I am not really clear why I haven’t been writing if I like it so much?
Today is Christmas Eve and my mind is mainly filled with Christmas preparations and a busy sociable day ahead, but lurking in my thoughts is a review of my year and setting intentions for next year. One of the regrets of this year is letting this blog go and one of the intentions for 2020 is starting to blog regularly again. So, why wait? Let’s get Christmas Eve started with some quiet writing time.
The day holds some very lovely traditions. This morning we gather with some friends who are local but who we rarely see, sadly, we should see them much more. But when we’re all at home we spend Christmas Eve morning together and have done for years now. Mince pies and coffee will be consumed and much catching up will be done.
This afternoon is about preparing the Christmas food, well, some of it. I will spend the afternoon in the kitchen with the offspring yelling at Alexa to play various Christmas songs, and stopping me playing anything choral or by Kate Rusby or Cerys Matthews. Never fear, I get my music choice too, as they spend a lot of time trying to not be in the kitchen and pressed into sous-chef duty. Trifles, mince pies, vegetarian main course and a range of starters are on the list.
This evening some of the family are on duty at church (we go to church as a family on Christmas Day), some of the family are visiting others, so people will be in different places for a while. Then we will all gather together at the end of the evening at the home of some friends to celebrate over a few drinks.
And then there’ll be some kerfuffle with presents and stockings and putting baby Jesus into all the cribs. The latter part will be a doddle this year, because I have reached genius level of intelligence and put all the little Jesus ornaments together in one box and I know where that box is. A vast improvement on the previous tradition of me scrabbling around on chairs peering at the back of shelves to try and find where I had hidden them in the decorating frenzy. It took me a few decades to get to genius!
I hope you enjoy Christmas Eve whatever shape it takes for you.