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Merry Christmas and a Happy 2012

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Merry Christmas all, AGAIN! It is almost the night before Christmas, all is most definitely NOT quiet in the house, the house is a rustle and bustle of activity as we sell off our assets, by the 1st of January 2012 we might own a bed and some wine glasses, still, new beginnings and all.



I am also happy to report that my rock solid husband is human after all, he struck a bit of a wobbly too recently, nothing quite as spectacular as my emotional breakdown, but still, he had some doubt in his mind and contemplated staying in SA. I am to say the least relieved, thank heavens he is human, he has emotions, he is contemplating thinking about thinking...



I wrapped the Christmas pressies yesterday and finally started feeling Christmas, we even listened to some Christmas carols last night as we sipped our single malt whiskey (yes, we are still on a mission to finish all the alcoholic beverages in the house before 8 February 2012). We are in the mood for Christmas, and I am looking forward to my last SA new year for a while - spending it with good friends, I plan on dancing on the table for auld lang syne...dancing on the table is a state of mind, similar to honeymoon not being a place or actual vacation.



Whilst I thought that this would be an utterly shitty time of the year, I am actually fine, I am happy and enjoying life with my little family, doing some shopping as my body finally fits into decent size clothes after two pregnancies, quitting smoking and the life altering decision to move to Australia.



Liam's Christmas wishes were simple, a new tractor (his is broken), new gumboots (wellies), two dinosaurs and a gun, Luka is getting a cuddly doll, adults complicate Christmas, kids are just in it for the magic and the fun.



So, until we speak again in 2012 (!), may you all have blessed Christmases and very happy new year's indeed, wishing you and your loved ones peace, happiness and good health in 2012. Lots of love, Niki xxx




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