Do we know it's Christmas Time at all?

Urgh, god. Christmas.

Christmas starts with me and She Who May Not Be Named Under Pain Of Horrific Mascara Torture And Death Of The Stand aka Catharine aka Satan's Favourite Prostitute ect etc [/insults] opening our Santa-sacks. I got a new copy of The Stand (seeing as my old one had all-new front covers made from an old plastic mac) and that glue gun I requested, which I have dubbed "Dobbin".
Catharine got pink sparkly hideous crap, as per usual, and The Spear. I'm going to enjoy this. It's a book about neo-Nazis and the ressurection of a rather mouldy Heimlich Himmler, and she is very very squemish. Nearly as squemish as Himmler himself (he fainted when some brains splattered on him at a mass execution - serves him right).

Then Gramma comes over. Apparently, Gramma wasn't always permadrunk, but that was before I was born. Mum drank to keep her company and therefore both were passed out on the sofa by lunchtime. This meant that it was up to me, Cat and dad to cook Christmas Dinner (Grappa doesn't belive that men should cook). We can't cook anything more comlicated than a microwave dinner. So, as always, we had Turkey Twizzlers, MacCain MicroChips and raw carrots. Followed by Cadbury's chocolate mousse.

Then, Christmas Films. These are a 'family event' which mean I have to watch them. Joy of Joys. I'd much rather be watching 'The World At War' which I can watch as long as I cover my eyes during the opening credits because I find them creepy. Yeah, I know, flames, but I find the faces creepy. Lets say I am pro-bombs but anti-war. So I sang rude carols through 'Finding Nemo' and them sugested we find him in sushi. It was at this point that Catharine threatened my new copy of The Stand and I shut up. No-one touches my The Stand!!!

Yes, after that was Doctor Who with The Lovely David Tennant. Squee! Bascially, David Tennant is not the only reason I watch Doctor Who - more like the cream on a delicious chocolate fudge cake. The Cream (David Tennant) makes the fudge cake (Doctor Who) a lot lot nicer, but it is not essential. Lovely though.

I do wonder... why do I look forwad to Christmas, seeing as it's always like this?

Happy Christmas to all, and to all a Good Night.

Trashcan Girl.