Reflections on December
December started strong. It looked like I was over the contemplative mood of November. Half-term illnesses were behind us and we started the month in a flurry of visits to Santa Claus, and the start of the annual list of activities that every parent of a primary school age child is all too familiar with.
On the second weekend I was heading down to York with the chap for a night out. I donned my new wig, which I’m totally in love with, as well as my favourite velvet jacket that the chap bought for me last year, and we hit the streets of York.
After some mulled wine at the Christmas market, we went to a Gurkha restaurant called Everest. I’ve wanted to try it for such a long time, and was so pleased we finally got around to it. We feasted on Nepalese curry, and quite honestly, I’m disappointed it’s taken me this long to try this place out. It was absolutely delicious and I’ll definitely be back again.
Then it was on for drinks, and we even managed to find a secret cocktail bar that the chap’s hairdresser had recommended, called the Hi-ho club. It was here I imbibed too many cocktails, and put that down to the reason I felt so awful the following day.
In hindsight, I’m not sure that was wholly to blame. A few days later I came down with a rotten head cold, and subsequently had to cancel haircuts, festive afternoon teas and a Christmas playdate at my house because I felt so lousy. On the flip side, this did afford me a fair bit of quiet time where I’d booked days off work, but couldn’t do anything with them. I decided to use the time to finish the odd craft project.
One such was this gorgeous dress that I’d started a few months back. The material is an Indian blockprinted wallhanging or somesuch that I picked up at Oxfam in Pocklington a few months back when I went with the chap.
The dress pattern is the By Hand London Eloise dress, and I’d originally wanted to make the maxi version. As this is the first time I’d done this pattern though, I quickly discovered that I need to do a length adjustment on the main dress bit so that the deep frill sits where it should sit. Nonetheless, I’m absolutely in love with this shift version of it.
As we hurtle towards Christmas, and the final run of carol concerts and food shopping, you would be forgiven for thinking that I was maybe over the worst of things. Alas, the cold seems to have now developed into a most uncomfortable bout of Sinusitis. I absolutely refuse to give up on all of my plans, so I still have a lovely Christmas meal with the chap lined up for tomorrow, but I would be lying if I didn’t say that I’m really looking forward to catching up on some R&R over the Christmas break.
Have a very happy Christmas. I’ll leave you with a photo of my Christmas cake that little Miss and I decorated together lastnight. Definitely a new tradition I think.