I absolutely adore Christmas. As far back as I can remember it was just the best day. My parents made the build up and the day itself just perfect.
I always ensured that I was at home for Christmas, so even with my gang we went to my parents house every year, everyone just really enjoyed it, we were squashed in, had little money, but there was always plenty of lovely food, treats and fun. Their home just had this warm, welcoming, cosy feeling.
I remember going to dhs family one year, it was just so different, it felt cold, physically and mentally. There was very little food and treats, even though money was no issue, there was routines/rules/way of doing things. I hated having to do things by a certain time, having to ask our wait to be asked if I wanted a drink, not having turkey and ham sambos Christmas night, and just not been able to relax.
When my parents died I tried re-creating similar to my parents, obviously my gang are older now but I really do enjoy creating that lovely feeling I always had at my parents, so I can tend to overspend, I do buy an awful lot of nice treats and nice foods, but I make sure that everyone knows it's help yourself, eat and enjoy. It has been commented to me that my house can look like a shop at Christmas but I just want enough for everyone, for unexpected callers and friends etc of the kids who call here. 🎄🎄🎄