Christmas Extravaganza

So one of the things my company is famous for is their Christmas Parties. It is always dress-up and these theme is always outragous and over the top.

This year was Circus themed and let me say - it was pretty damn good. EVERYONE gets dressed up, out of maybe 500 people perhaps 20 didnt dress up so its pretty huge. They had performers all over the place, a huge candy buffet as well as a shoot range, bouncy castles, cocktail bar, fire breathers .... the food was awesome and the band very good ... oh oh oh and they had a photo booth.

Over all, it was so very much fun I already cant wait for next years .... here is a couple of pictures to give you an idea on what you missed out on ...

A Very Quick Update

As you can guess from my horribly late posts I am so unbelievably busy at the moment my head is spinning.

At the same time the house is moving forward leaps and bounds ... have a look at just how much has been done in the last week!

It's Not A Damned Reindeer

I don't know about you but for me ..... there are some things hubby just doesn't know. One of our ongoing arguments would be whether these very cute little pieces of pasta are shaped as an angel or a reindeer.

What do you think - I am 100% certain that its an angel, hubby is equally sure its a reindeer. Silly as this might seem all of our friends have now also contributed to this argument and there are two fairly equal parties on each side of the debate .... so what do you think .... Angelic Pasta or animal!

One thing we will both agree with is they help add to an amazing pasta!

Christmas Dreaming

At this moment while sorting out final contract documents I bobbing along to my headphones .... what is playing - Christmas Carols. I'm particular Michael Buble Christmas CD and its actually pretty damn good. Its light and happy and his voice is Divine. My theory is that kids want Santa to visit at Christmas, grown woman are wishing for darling Michael.

Also I am now dying for a white Christmas, I want a white Christmas, I want hot apple cider and mulled wine, I want to be rugged up in my warm clothes and gloves, I want to have to watch where I step for patches of ice and most of all I want to get excited like I used to as a child ... .see for me that is what a white Christmas does for me .... It makes me a kid again singing the 12 days of Christmas very off key and wearing copious amounts of red and green!

So for me the Christmas spirit has hit me early and now I just have to hope to sustain it all the way through to the end of December.

A Dry Run

I may have mentioned just how excited hubby was with my work Christmas party being dress up. Obviously with a circus theme the options were endless however he decided ... against all of my good advice to go as a scary clown.

Last night we decided to try out the face paint .... While I was impressed with just how scary he looked I was slightly unimpressed with how my stomach rolled every time I looked at him.

Maybe I have a hidden clown phobia???? I don't know, all I know is its going to be a very interesting Christmas party.

On a slightly lighter note - I received a very boring little top hat in the mail last week and decided to add my own little bit of flair to the design .... what do you think???? Will it match my costume?

More Progress

Sorry peoples -today is a very short post - I am desperately trying to get a contract out for review .... oh the joys of working but I didn't want to leave you empty handed so have a look at the progress made on our house!

The Thing in The Thing

So obviously we are living out of boxes .... and one tiny little shoe box of a room .... sorry mum but to be honest its pretty bloody small. (and to be even more honest I may have taken over the wardrobe in the guest bedroom as well but lets not mention that)

So I realised last night that I needed one piece of paper ... a birth certificate actually and not mine - that I am smart enough to keep on hand. This one teeny tiny little piece of paper is in a box .... somewhere in the mountain of boxes that seems to be my belongings. Somewhere in there is a box, and in the box is a folder and in the folder I am hoping is the birth certificate I desperately need. ... this is one of those "oh dear" moments isnt it?