This is going to be a really funny story.. .Years from now.
Not now
Years from now this is going to be a really funny story about the year I FORGOT THE PRESENTS.
I'll be able to relate how I got all the way through to Glasgow, took the food for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, and Boxing Day, packed enough clothes and remembered walking stuff for the hike we're going on, remembered best dress, remembered drugs, remembered pots and pans and even remembered the wii so we could set the Aged Mother up with the BBC iPlayer.
Then I woke up on Christmas Day, sat down with a coffee ready to open presents.
And noticed....
Big Oops
Then I'll tell how I drove all the way back over to Edinburgh .......
The Proclaimers seem strangely appropriate now...and no. I have no idea what the video's about....you just make up your own storyline now whiles I drive another 70 miles BACK through to North of Glasgow....
Not now
Years from now this is going to be a really funny story about the year I FORGOT THE PRESENTS.
I'll be able to relate how I got all the way through to Glasgow, took the food for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, and Boxing Day, packed enough clothes and remembered walking stuff for the hike we're going on, remembered best dress, remembered drugs, remembered pots and pans and even remembered the wii so we could set the Aged Mother up with the BBC iPlayer.
Then I woke up on Christmas Day, sat down with a coffee ready to open presents.
And noticed....
Big Oops
Then I'll tell how I drove all the way back over to Edinburgh .......
The Proclaimers seem strangely appropriate now...and no. I have no idea what the video's about....you just make up your own storyline now whiles I drive another 70 miles BACK through to North of Glasgow....
25 December 2011 at 12:29
Honestly Macy you are SUCH a drama queen!
Happy Christmas though, and watch out for all the well sodden drivers....
25 December 2011 at 13:29
Oh no.
Oh honey.
Lots and lots of love to you my darling. And to the Cherub.
xxx
25 December 2011 at 14:11
You could have remembered everything...but almost EVERYONE does that! This way, you have something to laugh about and to make others laugh too, now... isn't that a nice thing?
Merry Christmas!
25 December 2011 at 16:47
Hope you are home and dry now...
Happy Christmas!
Sx
25 December 2011 at 17:14
Presents should not be the most important thing about Christmas anyway... or so we are taught :-)
25 December 2011 at 20:25
Ouch.
Hope all's settled now and that you're dry, happy and suitably mellowed by wine and selection boxes.
26 December 2011 at 03:37
Oh....Your story is nothing banal nor not only just funny...as usual.
26 December 2011 at 11:34
I like the way you remember the drugs but not the presents - that's style, girl!
26 December 2011 at 16:45
We all need good Christmas anecdotes. Our favourite is the year my mother got so hammered on a brandy and babycham overload that the only veg we had was frozen peas.
26 December 2011 at 17:48
Rog - Drama Queen??? You haven't met the rest of my family then....
Roses - Oh yes.. big oops..Love to you and your new happy self too!
Kay G - Absolutely! I think they appreciated them all the more after waiting half a day to get them!
Scarlet - Home and dry today! Cheers and sherry all round!
Librarian - Oh I know... but you wouldn't want to be the one explaining this to the family!
Mr Musgrove - Sherry, and xmas left overs and chocolates and my choice of DVDs now I'm home. Bestest part of Christmas...
Haricot - And news of my incompetence has reached Japan already!
Allotment queen - Oh awahahahahaha! herm, at risk of losing my street cred here, the drugs are prescription ones to stop me having another heart attack.
26 December 2011 at 17:49
Trish! - And years later I'm still lauhging!
26 December 2011 at 19:23
I'm afraid I would have expected them to lump it unless 'them' were children - and then it's different.
Still you were a saint to go back again and I hope it was appreciated.
26 December 2011 at 20:41
You, Ms Macy, are a saint.
I hope you have recovered, and are only as sober as you need to be.
26 December 2011 at 23:07
They're right, you are a saint. Hope you have the rest of the week off.
26 December 2011 at 23:56
OMG ! You must be related to our postman! at least I was able to go to the sorting office myself and get the damn things. Well, hope it was a nice Christmas apart from that :)
27 December 2011 at 12:58
Macy - are you sure this wasn't just an excuse for some time away from the family?!
27 December 2011 at 16:05
Oh no!
But it already is a good story -- and it's only going to get funnier. :-)
Happy New Year to ya!
Pearl
28 December 2011 at 14:04
Oh, it's just like the time I drove from Pittsburgh to Harrisburg to pick up my friend and go to the Pearl Jam concert in Philly, during which drive I checked an obscene number of times to make sure I had the tickets with me. Then for some dumb reason, I took the tickets in her house and didn't realize I'd left them there until we were halfway to Philly. Or maybe it's not just like that, but your story gave me a bad flashback, so I thought I'd share.
29 December 2011 at 21:10
Bahahahaha! Sorry man but really. PRESENTS? That should be first on your list. :)
Also what sort of route are you taking that Edinburgh to Glasgow is 70 miles? I hope you meant round trip. If you didn't let me tell you about this new fangled thing called the M8.
(haha!) Happy (soon to be) new year!