We went to see Joan this morning and took her cards and presents. She showed no interest in them at all until she opened a box of Toffifee and then she came alive, the little minx. Today she thought Mark was his cousin Ken and Thomas was Mark. Usually she thinks Mark is her husband, Tom. No wonder she gives me some looks when I visit. She's probably wondering what I'm doing with her hubby!
As it's one of the few times over the holiday where we'll actually all be up, dressed and ready to go out at the same time we decided to go for lunch afterwards. I had a poached salmon sandwich and a bottle of prosecco; after all, it is the season to be jolly.
We'd gone to Housing Units so after lunch we had a look around the store. We were only here a couple of weeks ago with Sienna and Christmas was in full flow, but already it seems to be over in retail. All the displays bar one had been cleared and pretty much everything was half price. There was loads of stuff left, so I might go down in the New Year and see if more reductions have been made.
I started to watch Midsomer Murders this afternoon but couldn't get into it so decided to be more productive and clean the bedrooms instead. Well, a quick wipe down, bedding changed and floors swept constitutes cleaning this week. That's one of the best things about Christmas decs, I don't do any dusting until they're put away.
Christopher Elf stole my wrapping paper last night and wrapped the kitchen cupboards up. Tonight I'm bringing Amy on board to help me out with his naughtiness.
He's leaving us Friday night and I can't say I'll be sorry to see him go.