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Just updating to say that Christmas Eve went fine. It was one of the most peaceful Christmas Eves I've had in years and Christmas Day was really nice also. I have now spent more time with my mother than I have in two years and that shows too, however. We had a row yesterday. That hasn't happened in a couple years. But the good thing about me and mum is that we both get really angry really fast and then we explode, and after that we go back to being the best of friends again. So we drank mulled wine by the fireside after we were in our repective rooms pouting for about fifteen minutes. Now everything is okay again. Mum's great.
My sisters are at my Dad's. Right now I'm making apple, pear and ginger jam/purée. It tastes awesome. Mum's on the phone with her bestie, looking like a teenager lying on the piano bench with her feet in the air, there's one foot and six inches of snow outside, i'm watching the lively fire in the fireside and I guess I'm happy. Or, you know, not sad.
My sisters are at my Dad's. Right now I'm making apple, pear and ginger jam/purée. It tastes awesome. Mum's on the phone with her bestie, looking like a teenager lying on the piano bench with her feet in the air, there's one foot and six inches of snow outside, i'm watching the lively fire in the fireside and I guess I'm happy. Or, you know, not sad.