Every single year it happens, just when Adam has had to duck out to run an errand or fix a problem, there’s the call of “Ho, Ho, Ho, Merry Christmas!” and this big guy in a silly red suit turns up at our Christmas party with a sack full of gifts for all the kids. Saturday afternoon was no different….
This year our Christmas party doubled as Adam’s 40th birthday party but slack buggers that we are there was no cake and we never actually sang Happy Birthday to him. Poor Adam, no Santa and no birthday song either.
What we did have was perfect weather, an over-abundance of yummy food (I keep telling people they don’t need to bring anything but do they listen? Thank you all for ignoring me!), beer champagne, mango daiquiris, moscow mules (thanks Jen!), terrific company, happy and beautifully well behaved kids, a well used trampoline, some awesomely bad (and some surprisingly good) drunken Singstar performances and very little sleep.
Many thanks to everyone who came along, it was a wonderful start to the Christmas festivities. Celebrating with my “found family” is the best part of the season for me, you’re all good people and I feel very privileged to have such wonderful friends.