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For Christmas our neighbors, who live on the other side of our semi-detached house and share our path, bought their son a basketball hoop. So every morning and every nap time this kid is out bouncing the freaking ball. They ball, on top of being noisy, is bouncing a mere few feet from my car. This is going to be a problem.

In my life, when ever I have lived in close quarters to others I have gone out of my way to think of my neighbors. Other then one neighbor, I have never had any return the favor.  My patience is running thin on this. I am sick and tired of having to deal with other peoples thoughtlessness. I would love to have a few acres and not have anyone around anymore.

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Now that we no longer have a cat we have taken to throwing stale bread and the crusts that my son wont eat to the birds in the back garden.  I have really enjoyed watching them have a nice winter meal of bread and sometimes a bit of Nutella on it. I have fallen in love with a little back bird with a white face. She struts around the garden, sometimes walking right past the bread, looking very sweet.

Sometimes the garden is full to the brim with these birds. I can see them sitting in the trees outside waiting. As soon as I throw out the bread they swarm like a shot. They must really be hungry. dscn2077

I was very upset the other morning to look out and see that there was a pile of feathers. Some horrid cat must of been lying in wait. There was nothing left of the poor bird. Feathers and bread. I feared it was my favorite little black bird. For about 4 days not a single bird landed in the garden. No birds in the trees either. Finally today they started coming back. I was relieved to see that the little black bird was amongst them.

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My nearly 3 yr old son is car mad.  For Christmas he got a bunch of the Characters from Cars, his favorite movie. He was so excited. Played all day.

So it came time for bed. We went through the nightly routine. We head upstairs for bed and I notice he has his hand on his tummy. No matter what he keeps his hand on his tummy. Hmmm. So I go in for a feel, it doesn’t feel like tummy. 😉  Cheeky little monkey was trying to sneak Lightning McQueen into bed with him. This is a first.  “You cant take a car to bed” I tell him. He has a look on his face like he is in trouble, hands the car to me. I then burst out laughing. He is so funny, and so car mad.

His new thing is to lay on his back under his tricycle like a mechanic fixing a car. He uses a laundry clip as a spanner. He will spend a half hour fixing his car… uh bike this way.

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What a lovely Christmas. Probably the best I have had in years. We had a lovely morning. My son was so excited and happy opening his presents. He was so excited that Father Christmas had come and left presents. He needed no help in unwrapping his presents. It was so much fun to watch him go to town.

We had a lovely day. Great movies on telly. The meal turned out great, even if my homemade stuffing was a bit to hum… moist. Another half hour in the oven uncovered helped. It was just a lovely afternoon. We even all had a nice nap. Bliss.

Evening brought my stepdaughter over. More presents opened. More great British telly. The Brits know how to do a great evening of Soaps. An hour of Corrie, and hour of EastEnders. Always a climax. Always a great watch. I do love a British Soap. Add in Wallace and Grommet’s new one and an special Royal Family. Great night. Yep, we are homebodies and we stay home for Christmas.

Boxing day is tomorrow. A day to basically do what we did today. As an American I don’t really “get” boxing day. I would rather have  Thanksgiving. But its great to have another holiday. Makes for a long weekend this year.

So goodbye Christmas 2008. Until next year.

( I just want to add … Every Christmas always will have a moment to reflect on the passing of my beloved step dad, Carroll, 5yrs ago today.  Although he passed on Christmas the day doesn’t make me sad. It is a good way to always remember him. He was a wonderful man. He loved Christmas. He really made my childhood. So here is to him, my wonderful step dad. )

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Its Christmas eve here in the UK. Time, once again, to remind me just how bloody small the fridges are here. The fridge in the UK is about a quarter of the size of the fridges in the states. This is because A) people used to just shop daily for what they needed and B) They don’t have room in the kitchen for anything larger then a dishwasher for a fridge.

Our fridge/freezer combo is so small. The freezer has 3 tiny drawers that you heave, shoving and pushing as much stuff as you can. The fridge, well think of your dishwasher. Thats the size. Wait, scratch that. If anything is at the back of our fridge it freezes so subtract some space for that.

So here it is, Christmas eve. I have bought stuff to make salads, stuffing, meat. Christmas meals. But we don’t have room. So I am left feeling frustrated. Again.

They have come out with “American style” fridges. Most are still smaller then what I had in my condo in the states, and it wasn’t the biggest fridge going.  One day, we will have a huge fridge. Either here or in the states, we will have a big ass fridge with so much room that I never, ever have to worry about the mayo freezing because it got pushed to the back again.

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I have to admit that most of my adult life I have hated Christmas. It always felt like the world was rubbing my nose in the fact that I was single. I didn’t get married until I was I was 35, so I spent many years watching everyone else have “family fun” or telling me that I should be the one to work on Christmas eve  because they have family events and I don’t. So Christmas was never fun. It always felt to expensive. A bit depressing. In my entire adult life I only ever put up one tree, until I move to England.

Now my son is close to 3 and he has discovered Mimiss, that’s Christmas to the rest of us. He loves the Mimiss lights. He loves the Mimiss cards on the wall. He loves the Mimiss tree. The tree that I put whilst he was in nursery as fast as I could so he wouldn’t be into the ornaments. The tree that I threatened to take down if he so much touched, and he hasn’t touched it. He loves the tree. Wait until Christmas morning when he discovers presents. 🙂  Last year he just looked at us like we where crazy to destroy unwrap presents. He didn’t like it at all.

Okay, I get it now. I understand why everyone goes crazy over Christmas. To see it through your child’s eyes makes it fun.

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