So I have a bit of a reputation in my family as being a Christmas Tyrant.
It is true I am fairly obsessive about which red can be used on the Christmas table (Not all reds are created equal). And I am a teensy bit critical of a family member’s use of tinsel when decorating. Also, I do cringe a little at my unnamed relative who is still bringing out decorations from the 70’s but – it’s only because I spend most of the year thinking about Christmas. Not actually doing anything to prepare mind you – just thinking about everything I’m gonna do. (Note I couldn’t put up any pictures of the aforementioned decorations as they make me feel ill, so you get to look at some shots of my Christmas village instead)
This normally means that poor Rockstar (and my mum, my friends and anyone who dares to let me use their kitchen) spend most of Christmas surrounded by my mess.
I tend to make at least
6 litres of Christmas pudding.
a pile of decorations
and some Christmas presents
There is a certain level of frantic-ness about it. But to me that’s part of what I love. I love spending every day in December in preparation for Christmas so that when Christmas day comes I can sit back and enjoy all that I (and the people I’ve dragged in to help me) have created.
So if my blogging over the next few weeks is a bit haphazard I apologise. I’m hoping to give a tutorial on how to make a gingerbread house and also one on how to make a Christmas Pudding. I also have a few other projects to share with you but for now I’m just going to take a minute to drink a cup of tea, inhale the smell of gingerbread permeating the house and dream about all the projects I will fit in over the next 20 days.