It's beginning to look ....

>> Tuesday, 15 December 2009

...well, nothing like Christmas, actually.

(This post is inspired by Liz at Violet Posy's Christmas Decoration Carnival Tour... And I'm sorry Liz, but I suspect this one is going to be a bit of a disappointment; I am letting the side down in a major way...)

Unfortunately, the only place in our home that is looking at all festive is the front of our glass cabinet, where I have wheeled out a token recognition of Advent in form of our perpetual calendar. We've had it around 3 years now, so perhaps 'perpetual' is a bit of an optimistic description. I bought it when I was on a girls' weekend in Brighton and feeling that frisson of guilt I always get when I'm away from home without Husband and the Boys and enjoying myself. Luckily, the purchase of the calendar went some way to alleviating that - as did the vodka-soaked evening that followed it.

I'm not sure how many more Christmases the calendar will be pressed into service though; it's only a matter of time before the Boys cotton on to the fact that practically every single one of their friends has parents who aren't luddites and manage to score a chocolate from their much more up to date and totally non-advent specific calendar before school even starts in the morning.

You may be wondering why this calendar is the extent of our festive effort. Don't get me wrong, I love Christmas. It's a Big Deal for me. Normally I would be baking tree cookies, have a wreath on the front door, be looking out the tree decorations, polishing the candle sticks and be considering a moonlight raid on the garden square to liberate some holly and ivy.

I would never do that, by the way. The thought of being apprehended by an angry set of garden committee vigilantes on the prowl for just such an incident, whilst vastly entertaining, is too much for me. Plus, my torch is rubbish and I don't have the right gear. I mean, you'd need to be all camoflaged up and wearing dark clothes and a balaclava and - is it showing that I really have considered this?

But I will not be checking the lights are working ready to put them up this weekend. I know, I said no tree - ever - until 3 days before C-Day but I do - amazingly - have a heart, and so I usually give in to the Boy's pleadings early, secretly loving it, of course...

This year, however, with our impending departure and the fact that we're in and out of the house like nobody's business over the next couple of weeks, we decided not to have a tree. I'm surpised to find that I miss it. More than the Boys, actually, who appear remarkably sanguine not only about the lack of Christmas cheer at home but about the fact that we're upping sticks and moving to a new country very shortly after that. I suspect that is because Husband and I are trying very hard to be matter of fact about the whole adventure, and not to make too big a deal out of the whole thing.

Or at least, not in front of them, anyway. 'Discussions' regarding delayed paperwork, negotiations with estate agents (both Moscow and London-based) and logistics are usually kept for after they're in bed. Which is a good thing because, you know how they say moving is the most stressful thing after a death in the family?

I don't know WHAT they're talking about.


Liz@Violet Posy 16 December 2009 at 14:31  

Considering your mid move - any Christmas Decorations going up are fabulous! Hope you all have a wonderful Christmas x

nappy valley girl 16 December 2009 at 14:57  

Yes - the fact that you've managed anything at all is admirable.

Ah those paperwork discussions....Interminable as I remember. One tip I'd give you is make sure you've got a good internet connection as soon as you arrive in Moscow, as they continue long after the move has happened, and you need to contact estate agents, family and the rest ALL the time in the few weeks afterwards. And obviously, it'll be good for blogging too.....

Heather 16 December 2009 at 15:02  

well at least you have the whole moving excuse. I don't and i havent got a single decoration up yet...unless you count the solitary christmas card that arrive in the post this morning.

Expat mum 16 December 2009 at 15:46  

This'll cheer you up - You could be moving AND pregnant! There, I told you.

planb 16 December 2009 at 20:24  

I'm with Heather - not moving, not pregnant, still no decorations. Advent calendar stuck to the fridge with magnets...

That's it. Am officially a bad mother.

sharon 17 December 2009 at 06:25  

There is a consolation to the no decorations - you won't have to take them down and put them away again this year. Can you tell I hate the putting it all away part of the festive ritual.

Potty Mummy 17 December 2009 at 10:43  

Thanks Liz - and you too!

NVG, don't worry, the internet connection is at the TOP of my list (Husband, if you're reading this, please take note)

Heather, there's still time - a whole week - and actually I think it's nice to get away from the Christmas madness.

EPM, please god no!

PlanB, your three will definitely not remember in years to come. Don't sweat it...

Sharon, yes that is one of the worst things about it. I had a friend who's family never took them down before the end of February, by which time the tree was just a skeleton...

Pig in the Kitchen 17 December 2009 at 18:00  

i thought they said that moving was exactly equal to a death in the family, divorce, and being forced to cartwheel naked down oxford street with holly placed in you anus. there, now i've mentioned cartwheeling down oxford street with holly in your anus, your side of the fence isn't looking so bad, now is it??!

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