PS I stole the mask....
Email Four: The awkward moment your sister and her fella get you a lush present and you know it doesn’t fit the kindle you have so to style it out or be honest….Love you
And so on…..Felt so odd not having you sat in a festive jumper next to me in my amazing jumper from Grandma!
Dinner was totally scrummy….Chef Mamma Bear did “forget” the pigs in blankets which I was distraught about…I know she reads the blog sometime so I don’t want to say it ruined Christmas or anything but well….. Seriously though I can’t wait till YOU can cook like that one day for our Christmases…… I will be chief drink poorer…..that’s what Pops is…he poors lots of drinks for himself.
After dinner I got to see your Nan play bop it for the first time which will go down in history as one of the best memories ever for me! What followed was lots more food and I even bought some cakes of my own…..mmmmmm well fine they were made by my sister and I knew your mum would either A) Know I was lying and could never have made those or B) not dare eat them in case I had actually attempted baking so I owned up and said I came baring gifts from my much more talented sister.
The last few days off were a mix of finishing the house off (finally!) shopping in the sales which scared me so much that I had to take my Pops with me as protection and for fashion advice….. bad times when I want my Pops advice on a dress…. To think I used to purposefully want my clothes to offend my parents and now I’m right up there with agreeing that “wow that is not a dress it’s a top…”.hummmmph hummmmmph (turns up nose and acts all superior!)