The Weekend Blog | 12 days of Christmas
31st December 2016
Christmas is done and dusted for another year, and now we’re well into the 12 days of Christmas; the 12th day being my birthday next Friday.
Tyrone and I drove home to Shropshire on the Thursday before Christmas, calling at McDonalds on the way. It’s much easier driving home for Christmas than having to get the train with a suitcase and several bags of presents. Since then I’ve just been relaxing at home.
My mum had booked me in at the hairdressers on the morning of the 23rd so I decided to go for a bit of a different style. It’s a little bit shorter with more shape and a side fringe so my forehead looks a little bit smaller. I love it!
On Christmas Eve, as per tradition, we went to church and then to the pub later in the evening. Christmas Day itself was quiet for us, with lots of food and drink and terrible, terrible Christmas TV.
I received lots of lovely gift from my family and friends. I’ve decided not to do one of those “What I got for Christmas” posts this year like I usually do because I feel they’re getting quite repetitive as I often receive similar gifts every year (bath products, pyjamas, etc.), but I’m always super grateful for everyone’s generosity. I mean, I won’t have to buy shower gel until 2018 at this rate!
Following Christmas Day we have this weird period between Christmas and New Year where you have no idea what day it is, where you’re just continuously eating leftover food from Christmas. I actually normally hate this period as it’s such a come down after the build up to Christmas but this year I’ve managed to keep myself busy and my spirits up.
On Boxing Day I went for a lovely long walk in the countryside with Tyrone, his mum and their dog (spot the dog in the photo!). There was a cool breeze but the sun was shining, and I felt very happy. The following day my brother and his partner came over to Shropshire and we all went out for a family meal. I volunteered to be the designated driver for the first time, and I actually quite enjoyed not drinking. Especially considering how much alcohol I’ve consumed over the Christmas break.
On Wednesday my mum and I took ourselves off for a day at the spa. We’d booked a package that included afternoon tea and one treatment; we both chose a back massage. I have a tendency to sit quite hunched over my desk at work so I get a lot of shoulder pain, but the therapist really worked on those tough spots and it felt amazing.
Tomorrow we say hello to 2017, and I don’t know about you but I’m grateful to welcome in a new year.
Tyrone and I travelled back up north today so that we can bring in the new year together for the first time in our little house on the Wirral. We’ve got lots of amazing food to snack on (thanks to both mine and Tyrone’s mum for sending us back with a car full of food) and booze to drink while we stay at home and watch The Grand Tour.
I hope you all have a lovely evening, no matter how you choose to spend it. And I wish you all the best for 2017!
See you in the new year!