Photographs don't get taken when you're having fun

Today was rather brilliant, in an understated way.
I had an enormous lie-in, despite my alarm - which I ignored, of course.
My afternoon was spent wrapping presents for friends and family, catching up on trash tv and telling myself that I was doing productive work (I still believe this lie).

I met mama at the shops and trudged around looking for some clothes to make me feel good. None were found and so I will continue to blame the town in which I live and the complete absence of good quality clothing.
We dashed through the rain hunting down Christmas gifts and decorations for our Christmas table. There will be twelve people at our Christmas dinner this year...including children.

I was barely home ten minutes before dashing back out into the rain and spending an evening with my very old, special friends. It is often only four or five times a year that we spend an evening together but nothing ever changes. I love them so much. They are absolutely 'my kind of people'. Sitting at a table in a slowly emptying restaurant until the doors were literally opened to freeze us until we left was a fantastic evening. I never laugh so much as I do when I'm with them.

To have had a photograph of them as my Blip today would have been perfect but, honestly, it completely slipped my mind. I was too busy laughing.

P.S. gifts and postcards arrived from the baby brother in Canada today. His notes made me laugh and smile and miss him even more than I already do. I'm blown away by the simple fact that he went to effort to buy us gifts, write us notes and post them all before Christmas. Awkward moment in that he wrote on my card that I 'better get a First' in my degree because I'm the successful one. I'll do my best, baby bro, but it isn't going to happen. I'm sorry.