I better tell you my tale of my Christmas…if I can remember much, not because I was drunk, no I only had one glass of wine.
I opened my presents from the parents, the only thing I did not know I would receive was a tiger hot water bottle case, very cute, tigers are my favourite animal. I loved it all, mostly DVD’s, and the shoes that claim ‘each step you take walks you to fitness’ or something like that, it’s like having a see-saw on each shoe; I like it.
We go across the road to my auntie’s house to eat lunch, full roast, nothing better than Christmas food! Full plate devoured and room in my stomach for pudding. However, first we opened our presents from others, sisters and auntie, while I wore two orange paper cracker hats but they kept falling off when I’d automatically push my hair back as it tickled the front of my hair.
My favourite part of the day came next, sledging! The snow after 9 days at the time still had not melted away, so we went to the field round the corner, which had a sufficient and safe slope. The best place to travel down was the tractor tracks, just wide enough for the sledge. I thought I would be scared. Only excitement and thrill run through my veins as I speedily flew down, I soon realised how much control I would need to not swerve into the snow banks, I really leaned to get the most out of the sledge and become the one who travelled the furthest. I don’t normally like to brag but I loved sledging and I was good. I want to become a bobsleigh-er or something! One funny go, me and my niece went down the slope together, of course with combined weight we went faster and we were shouting out instructions to lean left, then right, then middle. We still swerved and somehow Alisha who was in front of me fell off, then ran after me and jumped on the back; being dragged down the hill. She then gave up being snow-grazed and I turned to see her arms stretched out towards me, her head down in the snow. A very funny sight indeed.
It was fun, like the feeling you get on a rollercoaster, pure exhilaration. One of the best moments in my life. Once back inside, I found I had ice stuck all over me melting in the living room heat, it all soaked in my clothes so I put on my new present from my sister. A onesie. The adult version of a baby grow. Striped black and yellow sleeves and the rest black, with a logo-like bee saying ‘buzz off!’ Something I would say to anyone disturbing my sleep. So I stayed in this warm, ate dinner and watched the kids play with their new toys.
When my sister’s and their family went, it was not long after I walked carefully back over the road, not in a onesie by the way! I felt so tired I went straight to bed.
The next day, went over my auntie’s again for lunch, the right side of my teeth ached, so I stayed there most of the day and watched movies. ‘The Ant Bully’ then ‘Over the Hedge’ the funniest of them all; the squirrel is so funny! Finally ‘Enchanted’ I love the music in this film. Back over home I curled up in bed with my new favourite book ‘White Oleander’ I have seen the film, I felt so poignant, inspired, the book is even better. I’m only half way through it yet but already I have a poem in the works, a little sneak peek; ‘No more the days of drunken wine tasting, on the picnic blanket of lovers embracing’. I like writing it soothes the mind, even if it is not well written.
Today, actually now I look at the time yesterday, was good as well. Reading mostly. My sister and auntie came over our house for tea. My sister’s fiance fell asleep, I told her to put squirty cream over his face, instead she wrote ‘TIT’ across his forehead. Which when he woke up all bewildered put me into hysterics! We kept trying to put the word ‘tit’ in our sentences. Then he called me a ‘tit’ that’s when I complained back, ‘no I’m not you’re the one with it wrote on your head! You should look in the mirror you tit!’ I’m glad my sister put that word on as he could easily read it in the mirror. Very funny.
So here I am again past midnight writing up my strange times away from here, if you do get the chance to, read White Oleander…please do!
a look into the mind of a jeni 