Well, the chook's in the oven, the spuds are ready for their second roasting, and the wine has been poured. Mountains of presents have been waded manfully, womanfully, and wonderfully through; walks have been walked; the dog has eaten a whole box of handmade truffles from off the coffee table; and the new jazz CD is celebrating in the background.
We have talked to much loved and missed family members, we have remembered old friends. We have listened to every rendition of every Christmas carol and Christmas song possible (we are cross-eyed with Christmas music).
We have felt fortunate beyond our wildest dreams.
Merry Christmas, everyone.