I know...I've been very remiss...I haven't posted for a couple of weeks. But you know how it's been...totally insane. It's not called the Silly Season for nothing.
Anyway, I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas with your loved ones and for those in the Northern Hemisphere, I hope your Christmas day is just as wonderful.
We had Christmas breakfast at my daughter's place. Oh, there was so much to do justice to...and I just couldn't. My youngest daughter, Suzie, had made cinnamon scrolls which were to die for, plus the most sinful looking pie I've ever seen. Meringue, choc mint covered with whipped cream and crushed mint candy cane...unfortunately I never got to try it...too full. There was also a divine spinach frittata which Toni had made...that vanished, it was so tasty. Also there were croissants and ham and I had hollowed out a watermelon and filled it with diced fruit. Do you know how long it takes to hollow out a watermelon??? Ages...trust me! I had juice all over me and the floor by the time I'd finished. Anyway, the end result looked good and that was the main thing. However, I now have enough left over tropical fruit salad for breakfast, lunch and dinner for the next four days, plus there's the left over fruit I didn't use...two punnets of strawberries, a tray of mangoes plus 1 kg of grapes. I think Jane, Fred and Co will be helping out there.
Last night I had Christmas dinner with them and a couple of others. It was very quiet...for which we were all thankful. Everyone was looking rather weary by that stage. We ate on the patio...it was too hot to eat inside, but a couple of showers did help to cool things down a little.
So that was Christmas Day...I won't talk about the day or two beforehand...let's just say that some people have never heard of goodwill to men...
Below are some photos I've posted of my day. Double click to enlarge and have a look at the goodies on the table.
Above: No, it's not fog but some much needed rain a couple of days ago.
Suzie getting herself a glass of fruit punch, with Cooper and his daddy looking on.
Stacey hamming for the camera, with Darryl's mum, Joan, in the background.
Gabbie, giving a Christmas thumbs up with her cousin, Anthony, next to her.
Cooper discovering what Santa has left him. Hasn't he grown...he's now three and a half.
Even Georgy Girl, the cockatoo, got in on the act.