Only a few more hours until the big day eh? Excited yet? Panicking over those last minute gifts or reading up on tomorrow’s massive cook-a-thon? That was ‘cook’ by the way and nothing rude, but lets move on eh? :-)I’d like to wish you all a Merry Christmas and I hope that 2011 is kind to your and yours. If Christmas isn’t your bag – socially or religiously – then happy holidays if nothing else 🙂
The presents are all wrapped and stashed. The TARDIS like fridge freezer is packed with goodies, ready to be baked & primped as the hordes descend tomorrow. I’ve had a large G & T (Ed: hic), so it’s time to finish off a quick blog post and then put my feet up for the rest of the evening. Despite the huge amount of wrapping done recently, we are now 100% sorted for tomorrow. I hope the kids like their presents – I think that’s the main drive behind Christmas. Making it special for those dear to your: the Ever Lovely Mrs Jones, Wee Man and Little Miss. LM is tucked up in bed and she’s still a bit wee to get the hang of what it all means. Wee Man on the other hand, he’s been a bit up & down over it, I guess it’s hard to wait so long for something as exciting as Christmas. I hope he’s not disappointed.
Talking of Xmas gifts (Ed: ooh, seamless link there Lynn 🙂 ), I was out with Mrs J and visiting friends the other week. It was a couples do at a local restaurant and while most of the men folk sported jumpers and shirts, the fair sex wowed with knitted dresses or more fitted numbers. Mrs J had gone with skinnies and the gifted boots (thanks Sophie!), so she looked particularly fab – and yes, I did tell her. Anyways, talk got around to Christmas shopping and keeping in mind this was only last week, the majority of the men-folk had yet to buy anything. “Well, I don’t really like shopping…” Well, yeah, maybes, but suck it in and get busy! This is Christmas and not trawling the shops/Internet doesn’t send out the right message. Funnily enough, I’d finished *ages* ago and when I recounted this tale, so had Maddy and a few others. As Mrs J said: Give me a considerate trans hubby any day. At least my gifts are on time and on trend. Bless her! 🙂
Sticking with the trans theme, last night was rather good – to use a typical bit of Brit understatement. It was the last meeting of 2010 and considering how close it was to Christmas Eve and a liberal sprinkling of snow, we had a very good turn out. I got their early – a little too early it seemed – and I had to ring the caretaker to pop along and open up. I didn’t have to wait long and once inside, I set up. The heating had been off, so it was a bit nippy. Furniture and lights sorted, it was off upstairs to get fabulous. I’d brought along two dresses – something old, something new – as well as two sets of shoes & a pair of boots. Well, best hedge your bets. I was pleased with the new dress (see piccy) and decided to go with the higher shoes. I wasn’t sure about my ability to dance in them, but hey, in for a penny eh? Maddy and Alison turned up – the latter looking rather glam in a black outfit + boots and pink tight. Maddy said she wasn’t going to come along – due to other commitments – so it was a nice treat to see her (thanks for the card BTW!).
Back downstairs, folk started drifting in. I handed over a small pressie to Sandi & Tracey (for all their hard work and help during the year), said hello to a few friends. I did remember to bring the boots along for Kate, but it seemed in the rush later on, she forgot to take them home (oh well!). I bumped into Sophie, who was rocking a rather nice long black number and cute furry coat. Sandi had brought the music system along and me the laptop, so a few tunes were queued up and we had time for a spot of dancing. I was surprised that my heels were easy enough to dance in, maybe it’s a trans thing – you get a head for heights? 😉
Towards the close of the evening, we had the obligatory photo shoot and as ever, just a bit of larking about. Kate had said she had trouble relaxing for a photo and smiling. Well, if there’s one thing we can do at Chams, is act the fool(s). Not sure you’ll be hearing the advice of ‘say cheese motherf***er‘ in Photography Monthly, but it did the trick and a (natural) smile was there for the snapping. Click. Sorted. 🙂
Chocolates and biccies snaffled, thank yous and goodbyes said, it was off to brave the cold of the night and back to our respective homes. All in all, a lovely way to end a year of meetings on.
Take care & happy holidays!
[ Today’s lyric: Take My Breath Away by Berlin ]