Anxiety . Being A Mum . Christmas . Nostalgia
Merry Christmas and no, I don’t know where the effing scissors are!
On December 29, 2014 by Speranza
Please excuse the tardiness of this festive post.
It’s Christmas Eve – I had to work today and I have also been up late every night this week just trying to get the absolute minimum done to cobble a decent Christmas together: groceries bought, a real tree purchased and decorated and yes, alright, assemble the super-high maintenance stockings that my older boys will still delight at, anticipating an equal balance of the usual and the unexpected; marzipan from the German store (traditional) but then perhaps a gift certificate for a high end restaurant tucked in deeper still . Like most people, there are a few “must have” traditions that I like to get done in order to feel calmer but honestly, I am not a crazy person about all this. No one here has been carving roses from butter for the table or stringing dried cranberries around the cat basket. I merely try to strike a good balance and still do fun things for myself and the people around me.
Despite that – I somehow ended up weeping yesterday.
Food . Frasier
You Gotta Roll With It
On December 8, 2014 by Speranza There’s a certain eccentric charm to the small hamlet in which I live and my eldest son (aka “Frasier” for the purpose of this blog) has likened it more than once to Portlandia with hilarious accuracy. Here is a timely example extracted from a simple drop-in at one of the nearby cake-shops: ME: Hello,
Cooking