Wednesday, 17 December 2008

Wordy Wrappinghood

Welcome to Christmas on crack.

I was dismayed by my rubbish attempts at wrapping so I took a little trip to Paperchase (I've spent so much money in there in the last week they should give me shares) in my lunch hour. And spent a small fortune on bows, tags and paper. I got home from work, ripped off my efforts from yesterday (paper, not clothes. Don't get excited, now) and proceeded to create the brightest Christmas presents known to man. I'm such a perfectionist, it's actually ridiculous.

This blog has turned into a regular festive, er, fest hasn't it. Apologies if you're not feeling the yuletide love as much as I am but I just can't help it. I am quite literally full of the joys of spring. Except in December.

Now, if you'll excuse me.... Nigella is creating a Rocky Road delight on BBC2 and she needs my full attention. How many sexual innuendos will she make this episode? How many asparagus tips will she deep throat? Only time will tell...