Fiona's Quiet Life

ginger­bread men

All is calm, all is quiet.….……they are away vis­it­ing friends and fam­ily, i am rel­ish­ing the peace before the even big­ger inva­sion next week.

still eat­ing turkey

des­pite my love for being alone i have enjoyed the con­stant ‘busy­n­ess ’ of it all.

mind you enter­tain­ing them is not a prob­lem. the adults have been play­ing on a wii, one (Nic­ola) has now become addicted to speedy bubbles on my old laptop, the other ( Chris) is play­ing the same thing on the wii or is amaz­ing me with a brain power test­ing pro­gramme, i have never seen any­thing like it, he has the thing solved while i am still try­ing to read the ques­tion. the four year old is play­ing com­puter games on the desktop com­puter or racing around house and garden, the three year old works the video/DVD player with no prob­lem and is dan­cing to ses­ame street.….or racing round house and garden. they didn’t wake up till 7.15 a.m. on Christ­mas morn­ing and had to have the stock­ing that Santa had left on their beds poin­ted out to them.….……bet that doesn’t hap­pen next year.

still eat­ing turkey.

him upstairs has given me half the Christ­mas cake he won at the cam­era club and another lump of it is reserved for my brother in law , also a mem­ber of the cam­era club.

it is a beau­ti­ful blue, frozen morn­ing –3 at the moment ( 11.30 a.m. )

think i shall have morn­ing cof­fee, the days of the week are con­fus­ing, how did it get to be Saturday.

didn’t go to the sales,don’t need any­thing and i would only buy some­thing i don’t need,Basil would laugh at me when i bought food reduced for quick sale. ” well it will have been cheaper when you throw it away “he said .….….i went to Asda on Christ­mas eve , i didn’t need any­thing except desic­cated coconut, for a chocol­ate cake i was making.….…couldn’t find it in the shop but i got all sorts of things reduced to 10p, they are all in the freezer and i shall enjoy them later, and not be throw­ing them away.

still eat­ing turkey.….….….but the turkey/rice soup is wonderful.

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it feels like Christ­mas eve.….….……the wee boys are arriv­ing tonight .…..i am all excited.

food is bought, ooh i miss my large fridge at times like these.….….presents wrapped and under the tree. beds made up in every room.

so Fri­day , was a strange day ‚oh!! the weather, i was drookit , but that was not the strange bit of it. i was sup­posed to have booked a table at pipers tryst for Sheena and me but i only remembered that at mid­night on Thursday.….….i found the phone num­ber and called , there was amaz­ingly some­body there, but of course there was not table avail­able less than a week before Christ­mas, so i fret­ted all night , then phoned Sarti’s first thing and they said i could have a table as long as i was fin­ished by 2.15 , thank heav­ens for that, so then i had to get uptown and parked and to Sheena’s work place by 11.30 in case she went to the wrong place.….….…..it all turned out well, lunch was lovely, then i had to take papers to the account­ant as they seem to have messed up my tax form and not got it in in time.….….…..they did that last year,claimed they had pos­ted it to me, i believed it last year but not this year, they will not be doing my tax again. that annoyed me because i wanted to donate a pint of blood while uptown but needed to get the papers to Pais­ley. bet­ter get the blood donated before it is to rich with fest­ive cheer.

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I cant believe i have writ­ten noth­ing since the 9^th how lazy is that.….……well i have been tired.…..all these excit­ing parties.

never again will i drink one of those energy drinks, it was the salsa class party on Monday and as i get exhausted and short of breath half way through the class and i have been sleepy all the time , i decided i would have a red bull type drink, it was called tiger.….…well i drank it at 5 p.m. and i was still wide awake at 5. a.m. .….…so if ever i am temp­ted to do it again i will have it for breakfast.

salsa club party was good though and i danced every dance.

cam­era club party tonight and as the mem­ber­ship is get­ting quite bit they said they were clos­ing to new mem­ber as from the end of the month so him upstairs , hav­ing been temp­ted by tales of bad /boring Judges and out­ings to the back streets of Glas­gow after dark .….…..decided he would join so he came along to the party tonight and enjoyed it greatly , espe­cially as he won the won­der­ful Christ­mas cake made for us every year by one of the club mem­bers who is a won­der­ful baker and a home eco­nom­ics teacher. .….….…i won a bottle of Advocaat in the raffle, haven’t had any of that since I was 16..looking for­ward to re liv­ing my youth.

our team was the worst at the quiz.…good thing we were not competitive

i sud­denly real­ised today that i would need food for more days than just Christ­mas day today so i rushed off and bought inter­est­ing things like cornflakes.….it is still too early for the dreaded Brus­sels sprouts etc.

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being frugal tonight.….….sitting in front of roar­ing fire,

hot stuff

think­ing ‘mmm free heat’ ( using the bits of wood from prun­ing trees).….……and i thought why not cook some saus­ages in it , so i did, lovely ones from M&S pork and apple and herbs. use­ful as i am clear­ing out the freezer because more and more people seem to be com­ing to stay around the fest­ive season.….….sausages great, have to watch them all the time though as, des­pite the heavy wrap­ping of tin foil they still dripped fat into the flames.

i have done the bulk of the Christ­mas cards so am feel­ing vir­tu­ous, also picked pho­tos for com­pet­i­tions, about to print them now .….….…..no com­puter games for me today.

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I am procrastinating,

I should be either

a. writ­ing my Christ­mas cards

or

b. choos­ing, print­ing and mount­ing images for the GDPU pho­to­graphy competition.

i am doing neither of these things i am play­ing with the hag­gis hunt web page of the Scots­man news­pa­per, and stok­ing up the roar­ing log fire ,

but i have pos­ted off three Christ­mas gifts so the day is not entirely wasted.

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