Now if I were a typical food blogger, I’d start this post by telling everyone how excited I was that Christmas was coming and how stressed I was that I hadn’t bought enough stuffing for the turkey had only baked 1000 odd cookies for my wonderful friends and family and how fast the days were going by and how worried I was that my handmade Christmas tablecloth hadn’t arrived.
But the thing is, I’m not worried in the slightest…
I don’t buy Christmas presents,
I don’t cook Christmas dinner
and I only bake when I feel like it (which incidentally is pretty often but anyway) what I mean is, I don’t let all that stuff get to me, I prefer , instead to create different kind of Christmas list, one where I think of all the nasty people who don’t deserve Christmas gifts and what kind of present I’d like to give them! You know who I’m talking about, the annoying self obsessed friend, the nasty boss. HMRC!
Now before you start screaming Scrooge at me, I’m cool with Christmas cheer but not so cool with Christmas queues and unnecessarily high credit card bills.