POST CHRISTMAS, CHAKRAS AND CHEEKY WHITE WINE
The last of the visitors have gone, Ronald is making a fish pie and I am sat with my feet up enjoying a cheeky little German white
I am resisting the impulse to rip the Christmas cards off the walls and pack the tree and decorations away. Although my dear mum has passed, her words and SUPERSTITION are programmed into me. I know that I just cannot take anything down until 12th Night for fear of bad luck; even though I am a rational lady and it is 2014!
Hirsute Roley has taken himself off to bed, sulking because everybody has left and the last of the turkey has gone. I don’t think Ronald is sulking, it just takes him about 3 hours to make a fish pie. Oh well time for another glass.
Time to look forward, I asked Ronald if he had made any NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS. He said “no” so I gave him some; after all everyone needs something to aim for and if he has none of his own he can do mine!
I am also considering our holiday this year, proof that I have been brain-washed by all those holiday adverts that start on Boxing Day.
TAI CHI for Ronald and me, starting tomorrow, gentle exercise, just what we need for our post-Christmas bodies besides I think we need to get our CHAKRAS in sync. He’s been selfishly looking after his own CHAKRA during the festive seashon
Goodnesh don’t know where the wane went but the fash pie ishn’t heerr yet might ash will fishin the bottle