Friday, December 21, 2018

Family Christmas Dinner...


On Sunday we had our Icelandic Christmas dinner. It was, as you can see, a family affair. I should really tell you who these people are. From the left moving back around the table: my second born, Luey, then my third born, Bryn, then my mum, my step-dad, my brother's fiance, Anya (there's a story coming about them, keep reading), my brother Mike, Dave, then my empty seat, then my eldest's girlfriend, Lizzie, my eldest son, Erik, and my youngest son, Ari.

I was so happy! You see, this is the beginning of a realisation of a long held dream of mine - big family Christmases. It's been years in the making - 19.5 to be specific - and there have been times when I have wondered if it would ever happen, but here we were with new additions to the table.

Now let me tell you about my brother and his fiance Anya. See, she didn't come to dinner as his fiance, when she arrived she was his girlfriend. There I am, basking in the glory of having cooked a meal for 11 people (Dave helped), and he goes and steals all my thunder by proposing to his girlfriend! Nah, I'm not annoyed, I'm very happy for them, it has been a long time coming, and I'd like to think that the bonbons I chose had something to do with it because one of them won a ring, hahaha. Okay, that was completely unplanned, but still.

This year we decided not to do any presents and it was great! The boys didn't mind. Now though I'm a bit worried because they haven't asked for anything, like nothing, like Dave asked Luey to have a think about it and get back to him later in the day, that was two days ago.

Maybe they're sick?

Me; the cliche...