I made pizza! Mmm... pizza...
Friday December 28, 2007

Our office shuts down between Christmas Eve and New Years Day. It has been good.

Being at home has definitely been enjoyable. Yesterday I did this massive clean of the house (chucked out a whole bunch of stuff, dusted everything from top to bottom… the usual clean but done in obsessive compulsive “I’m a dust nazi” style) and today I’ve been home-bakering. Tonight we’re having pizza, and I even got the chance to make my own dough. I’ve never done that before, so we can only hope it’ll turn out OK (pizza’s are currently staying warm in the oven as Vincent is coming home a little late from work). I’ll have to update you on the verdict!

So yeh, home time is good. Christmas on the other hand… I was pretty disappointed. Christmas to me, is family time. It’s time when we play stupid games, eat waaay too much and pretty much bond.

This year was just… uh. I was pretty upset about it on Christmas night, but I guess I’ll just have to sigh and move on.

We went to Vincent’s sister’s in-laws for Christmas day and for Christmas night we went to my parents. We were only there for… three hours? And in that time it just felt rushed and cold. I don’t know what has changed.

I’m not sure if it’s because my parents are in a bit of a life upheaval (they only recently moved back to the city), or if it was because of the extras at the dinner (my sisters in-laws and Vincent’s parents), or my Uncle’s piss poor attitude (telling me not to invite him to the wedding as he hates weddings, and making the stuffed dog look like it was **** itself). All I know is that I feel like Christmas was a non event this year, and I’m letting myself feel all jealous as I read everyone else’s blogs about their fun Christmas experiences. Sigh.

Ugh, how negative can I be right now? Sorry folks! I’ll cheer up now.

There are two rainbow lorikeets outside playing on the balcony. The cats are entranced. It must be such a strongly in-built instinct to hunt in cats, because even though these two have never even gone hunting before, they know precisely what they want these birds for… The birds seem to know that they can’t get out, as I think they’re mocking them…