Wednesday, 24 December 2008

"Make my wish come true..."

As of 12.30pm today I am work free until next year. Next year!

Post-work gin and tonic? Check.

Festive lunch out with work colleagues? Check. (Well I say festive but in reality it was a burger and chips. Nothing says Christmas quite like a slab of meat on a bun though does it. Festive slaughter.)

Presents bought, wrapped and under the tree? Check.

Marvellous. It would seem I'm all ready for tomorrow. All that's left to do is to wear my new shoes (£60 reduced to £35. EVERYTHING TO ME.) and feel like Dorothy on Christmas morn. Via a visit to the local pub tonight for the yearly bitch fest. Ex students from my school converge on one specific pub every Christmas Eve. Hundreds of them. And we stand in little groups discussing who's married/pregnant/got fat/dead/gay/in prison. Fake air kisses abound as people greet each other like long lost friends, when in reality they can barely remember each others' names. And I intend to sit in the corner with a pint of cider and soak it all up.

I hope you all have a peaceful and wonderful festive time and that you eat, drink, dance, laugh and love to your hearts' content. Because if you can't do it at Christmas, when can you? Excess = success.

Merry Christmas everyone!!


Brennig said...

Aren't those the kind of shoes you're supposed to click the heels together and say 'I want to go home, I want to go home...'?

Helen said...

Why yes, they are! And I shall be using them for precisely that purpose come kicking out time at the pub later :)

Niki (Crum) Worthen said...

Those shoes are fabulous!