After many days of activity and socialising and churching, we spent a quiet Christmas at the Lodge. We slept late, opened our stockings, spoke with my family by phone, opened our presents under the tree. A large part of the fun was the presence of a young dog who finds joy in everything--including her first holiday as part of our family!
What Ruth found in her stocking.
Ruth examines the gift from the nice lady who kennels the girls.
Each dog got a nifty green chew. I clown around with Lola's before passing it over to her.
Ruth gives Lola a Christmas kiss, invading her personal space.
Cuddling with Ruth.
After presents, it was time for a light lunch. In the afternoon I delved into a book I received (the biography of my great-aunt, written by her daughter), and took a nap. Later we cooked a festive meal (salmon, shrimp, salad and rice) and spoke with more relatives. Then we settled in the downstairs sitting room to watch a portion of one of the DVDs I received. It's a complete season of Jeeves & Wooster, the adaptation of PG Wodehouse tales, starring Stephen Fry and a young-ish Hugh Laurie. Happy-go-lucky Bertie is a stark contract to Dr Gregory House!
Today all is quieter still. The snow we expected came in the form of rain, so it's rather gloomy. The Chap is nursing a head cold. I'm messing about.
My pressies are nearly all delightful, and fall into two categories: extremely useful or loads of fun. Or both! One, however, is the second worst Xmas gift I've ever received...given to me by the same individual who a decade ago was responsible for the very worst gift ever.
I hope each and every blog visitor is enjoying this festive season, and that the waning days of 2006 will be absolutely delightful. Thanks so much for stopping by--whether intentionally or by chance!