Best and worst: Did you have a good Chrissy?

It’s Friday, but it’s not just any Friday. It’s the Friday after Christmas and I am effing exhausted. How ’bout you guys?

I’m nice exhausted though. Like the kind of exhausted you get the day after you have a few too many G&Ts with your Mum and eat four different types of meat at lunch time. Which is what I did yesterday, obviously.

SO welcome to post-festivity Friday, you’re once-in-a-yeartime chance to share in the seasonal spirit and tell how us how great your Chrissy was… Or have a bit of a b*tch about your family.

Here’s my highlights to get the bauble rolling. (Gettit? That was a Christmas pun. Your’re welcome.)


I LOVE Christmas. I love everything about it, from the crappy jokes to my crappy family to the delightfully various foods – I thrive in the silly season. And this year has been no exception. I hung out with my family (my nephew learned to walk since last year!), I watched Home Alone (twice) and listened to the Hanson Christmas album (at least thrice). We have a tree, we had mince tarts. Winner winner Turkey Dinner.

Here is a picture from Guide Dogs Victoria of a puppy playing with some tinsel. You’re very welcome.



Christmas is great, didn’t you hear? I love Christmas. BUT ONE DAY A YEAR IS ENOUGH. Sometimes it feels like it will never end. There’s work Christmas, friend Christmas, have a beer on your own because Christmas, Christmas. There’s your mum’s family, your dad’s family ; I mean really, two families?! Thanks a lot, science. It’s all a lot. A lot of food and drink and talking and being well groomed – and it’s tiring.


merry christmas

Then it’s New Year’s Eve. Followed, unsurprisingly, by a new year. And if you manage to make it through that one? You’ll have to do it all again.

happy new year

How was your Christmas? Go on, let it all out.

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