I'll be seeing my more immediate family on Christmas day (the same one I see 5 days out of 7 otherwise - but you know) Where we exchange gifts (well, them, I'm a cheapskate. Though I did buy my Mother a book I hope she likes. I have no idea if she even knows who Miranda hart is, it just seemed a good idea at the time), I have no idea what I'm getting incidentally. It's got to the stage of my life where I'm actually asking for things i need as opposed to things i want. Things have changed that much. I did however treat myself to the new Charlie Brooker book (which is a good read). Knowing my ever growing luck I will receive the same book for Christmas, despite the fact that they don't know I like Charlie Brooker.
Then I have to go and see my Dad's mum and dad, and sister, and my cousins. Otherwise known as my Grandparents . What day that is I'm not sure. I go with my Mother, Brother and Sister. We sit there for a couple of hours talking about how shit the weather is, and how things are going, and about my Grandma's latest trip to the Library to look on the Internet for stuff, and then we eat food. Oh and then we exchange gifts. Well that's a polite way of putting it. I don't really buy them gifts (read, never have). Not because I'm cheap, but because I never really see them I don't really know what they like. Though last year I did give my Grandad a book on Winston Churchill, from my bookshelf, which I bought myself about three years before and never got around to reading. It just sat on my shelf looking at me. After being sat on a shelf in a bookshop for a great number of years looking at many people. I usually get money from them, and my Auntie because A/They have no idea what I want, and B/ I like money. Last year I got £30 and £30's worth of shopping vouchers. Seeing as I never actually go outside I found they defeated the purpose of me having them, and so i sold them to my Sister for the princely sum of £30. Plus, I wouldn't be seen dead in any of the shops mentioned. I used to get gifts of my other Auntie and Uncle (who I'm not actually sure are properly related to me anymore) but as a giant FU they decided that when you leave school you get nothing from them. Well poo. I haven't spoken to them since. Not out of spite, but because I don't think they'd have a clue who i was if I rang out of the blue and the other small fly in the ointment being i don't actually have their phone number.
Other than those fine outings I'll be drinking a fair bit, eating even more, and enjoying myself. All while looking out of my window watching people I don't like slipping on the ice.
But I hope you all have a happy and peaceful Christmas.
