Merry Christmas!

Here I am, full of food and good holiday spirit.

Originally I was supposed to spend the night at my parent's, but my sister and her fiancé generously offered to drive me home and I decided I sleep much better in my own bed than on a narrow spare mattress.

Food has been eaten, in copious amounts, fun has been had and all the proper christmas traditions carried out. The grandparents are visiting us, and my uncle and his family came also over for the dinner which all amounted to a good, old-fashioned christmas. J, sister's husband-to-be, who every christmas plays Santa for his little nephews had a little surprise for us as he after the gig showed up in full Santa gear, distributed our gifts, made us sing christmas carols and all in all pulled off a very credible show.

I got
- perfume (City Glam by Emporio Armani, love it) from my sister
- socks, a Berlin city guide, a sauce ladle and ingredients for a sauce from my mother
- a lottery ticket from my dad (didn't win anything)
- a ceramic object d'art, a very beautiful small round jar in which I'm told one can store either salt or thoughts from uncle's gf who does these things for a living
- some self-made candy from St (took it to the dinner and people almost gave standing ovation, so thankies!)
- an embroidery frame, which Santa promesed to deliver in the near future from E.

So I am a very happy woman right now.

I leave you with some more pictures of Miska, the famous cat of my parents, who spent the evening either at the table waiting to be fed (see above), or under the christmas tree enjoying a refreshing drink or just looking after the presents. The cat population of our family is growing by one on the first of January when sister and J are adopting a 2-year-old female Manx, although this one comes with a full-length tail.

There's a Fast Show marathon on telly going on, I'll better stop this and give it my undivided attention.