I’ve just seen a notice on a church I passed, advertising coffee mornings with Santa. It said ‘see Santa arrive on his fire engine and visit him in his grotto’.
When did Santa get a fire engine?
And when did he start going to church?
I’m not at all religious, but I thought that Santa and Jesus didn’t really mix. I mean, I get a Xmas card every year from my Nan and she always write “remember it’s baby Jesus’ birthday”
Anyway, it just confused me a bit…
As it’s approaching that particularly rubbish time of year, it’s time to dust off something from a few years ago about how Christmas is stressful. Because it is!
But at least I got to colour in when I got home
The quote is Sam Baker, in case you didn’t know…
stabbing things repeatedly with a needle is actually quite stress relieving (although sometimes painful)
Christmas always stresses me out… Trying to fit in shopping, visiting, and everything else.
Last year, I wrote this about Christmas being stressful, with some tips for making it less so. I thought it was with a revisit, as, true to our normal form, we are completely disorganised once again. It’ll work out alright in the end!