Happy Christmas, Everybody

24 Dec

I'm King of the world!


I was in a panic all of yesterday: Tory Boy phoned to say he wouldn’t be home until 7:30 tonight.  The weather is forecast to be dreadful today and I’ve been worried sick.  To take my mind off my problems, I cleaned.  I cleaned and cleaned and cleaned until I was sick.  Of it, that is.  But my house looks lovely and I don’t have to bother with it for another year.  All of the washing is dry and I am just going to iron it this morning.  My turkey is in the oven and the gammon will follow. The dog will be bathed after his walk.   All gifts are wrapped. 

I went up to the bedroom last night to do the last-minute presents, thinking it would take about forty minutes.  I told the Hub I was going to bed afterwards and his face fell; but he is understanding and he knew I was shattered, so he let me go with only a small whinge.  Forty minutes!  I was kidding myself.  Two hours later I was nodding off over ribbon when the Hub begged to be allowed in the room.  I told him to come in quickly before Spud saw anything, but the Hub hung around the door, shiftily scanning for gifts.  I was irritatedly telling him to hurry up and shut the door, and I don’t mind mentioning that I was a little shrill, when the Hub suddenly told Spud to come in.  I opened my mouth to shriek – and then really did: Tory Boy walked in!  I have never been so glad to see a child in my life.  I have had sleepless nights all week, fretting that he wouldn’t be home for Christmas.  That horrible pair planned it a month ago and the weather played right into their hands.  Once I had stopped shrieking for joy and hugging the boy, I gave them a good telling-off, frightening me like that.  The Hub pointed out that the ratio of fear to relief was worth it, but he hasn’t been not sleeping in my bed, has he? 

It’s not the first time TB has pulled a stunt like this, and he’s in danger of me not believing him in future and finding his room – like last night – full of wet washing.  The best part is that Spud came to me yesterday saying that he had overheard his father whispering on the phone, ‘Okay darling; love you sweetiepie,’ and – being of an age when friends’ parents are splitting up at the rate of a banker’s bonus – stayed to listen, terrified that his father (who hardly leaves the house, by the way; and almost always with me when he does) had another woman.  When he heard the Hub say, ‘Your Mum will be pleased,’ he knew his Dad was talking to TB.  He had a nasty fright but that will teach him not to eavesdrop in future, and bless him for looking out for me.  I think he told me about it because he needed a reassuring cuddle. 

The thought did occur to me that the Hub and TB were planning a surprise early visit, but I have been so worried and they are such good liars that it flew right out again.  TB will make an excellent politician, to his mother’s shame; and I would certainly never know if the Hub was unfaithful without employing Spud the Spy, because the pair of them can lie off the top of their heads and without blinking, and I believe them.  What puzzles me is how the Hub got out of the front door (beneath our bedroom) and the car off the drive (beneath our bedroom window) without me hearing him; and back in again with TB.  Whatever: I’m not one to look a gift child in the mouth.  He’s here and I’m happy; that’s all that matters.  

I would post a Christmas photo of TB but they are all the old type, taken before the digital camera was affordable.  We don’t seem to have any Christmas photos for the last few years, and that’s because we always video Christmas.  It wasn’t a problem until I started blogging.  I’ll have to learn to use either the scanner or the Hub’s camera for next year. 

Thank you for sharing my happiness today.  Whether you are a regular visitor, an occasional, or just dropping by, I wish you and your family a happy and peaceful Christmas.

3 Responses to “Happy Christmas, Everybody”

  1. Musings December 24, 2009 at 22:11 #

    I loved your joyous photo and your beautiful post. I could feel your excitement, surprise and readiness for the festivities to come.
    Have a wonderful, happy and HEALTHY Christmas Tilly! A big aloha and Mele Kalikimaka to you and your family.


    • tillybud December 24, 2009 at 22:22 #

      And to you, too. You must be celebrating it right about now, in fact!


  2. wenn December 25, 2009 at 02:03 #

    Merry Christmas!


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