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It's Christmas Time in the City...and Everywhere Else

Christmas is a joyous time, a time to spend with family, rejuvenate...and stress to the max.

But it is a season of conflictions...

Summer diet to look your best at the beach V work Christmas parties, drinks with friends to see in the season, three helpings of Christmas lunch, and late night snacks as you revel in not having to get up for work at 5am. Which of those sounds like more fun?

Being grateful for what you have and what you receive V maxing out the credit card to buy the BEST gift EVER for Aunty Annie, so you're the favourite nephew. Since when did buying a gift become about ensuring what you purchased was exactly what the recipient wants or needs at that very moment. What about it's the thought that counts, searching in 20 boutique shops for that little (yes LITTLE) something that you think is just perfect for your best friend, niece, sister, son - rather than bombarding the department stores for a piece of Made in (somewhere foreign and cheap) junk that is likely to be discarded for being the wrong colour, not expensive enough or just nothing worth treasuring. On my wish list this year, is something to treasure.

Relaxing and enjoying your festive season V stressing out that everything has to be completely perfect for just one day. And that's the crux of it isn't it? So much goes into one day, just one day. A bloody good day, but still just one day.

This year, I want to enjoy that day, more than stress about it. Yes I have done a lot of planning and am organised which will make it easier, but if lunch isn't served at 12pm on the dot, oh well, the world won't end, and we won't starve. If the pork doesn't crackle, yes that WILL suck, but the pork will still taste amazing. If I forgot a condiment, oh well, I am sure there is something that will suffice. And you know if I want THREE helpings of lunch, I will.... and I WILL look my best at the beach on Boxing Day too, because I'll be stress free and happy.

Merry Christmas :)

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