The old year lingers into the new in the form of a horrid cold-that-is-now-a-cough that we caught from Mr C’s sister (who valiantly soldiered on to make us an amazing Christmas dinner!). Fortunately, it didn’t attack us until the end of last week, so we spent Christmas unscathed by it and had a good time with family, including our niece and nephew. It was the first Christmas our nephew was really aware of (he’s 2.5 years old) and he’s currently fixated with trains, which is a good thing, given that he received many varieties of train for Christmas! Once he’d opened them he didn’t need to open anything else, as he was quite happy to play with the trains all day every day. I think our niece also enjoyed Christmas. She’s a very cheerful baby who seems to enjoy most things, really. She particularly likes having flying lessons from her Uncle Mr C.
Mr C made a pie for New Year’s Eve, in the pie dish that he got for Christmas. It was a very good pie indeed: steak, Stilton, carrots and port and gravy. Yum. I’m glad to say that our appetites were sufficient to eat some pie, even though we weren’t able to do any other New Year-related activities. I went to bed before midnight. Mr C stayed up and then wondered why he’d bothered.
I am not sad to see the back of 2012. Yes, I know there were highlights (the Olympics, the Jubilee, I read lots of books), but I’m afraid these things were outweighed by all the bad stuff that happened to people I love and people I don’t know at all. I just hope that 2013 is better.
I’m only making two resolutions:
- Get more exercise.
- Be more positive.