The Last Cracker

Presents opened, apart from the ones from my dad. He forgot to bring half of them with him! Oh, we will get lots of mileage out of that one.

Anyway, dinner eaten and one cracker left. This is my husband's cracker. We are keeping it for him for when he gets home in January. However, my dad was threatening to open it.

May not comment on everyone's blips tonight. Too much food making me feel very uncomfortable. I will, of course, manage a browse through your journals. Getting ready to slouch on the sofa. Dr. Who and Ab Fab to be watched. Wonder if I can fit in some chocolates and a glass of wine?

Hope you are all overindulging.

Happy Christmas.