Generally Gemma

Jolly Holly Christmas

I was supposed to be a Christmas baby, so my parents decided to give me the middle name of Holly. The fact that I was late and was a New Year's Day surprise that had my Mother in labour for most of New Year's Eve is neither here nor there.

So, it comes as no surprise that I have a special affinity with this spiky beautiful plant. My Daddy used to call me Holly Berry and it is a nickname that seemed especially apt at this time of year.

My Aunt and my Cousin found me this Gisella Graham fairy and packaged and sent it to me weeks ago in honour of mine and G's first Christmas together. Note the fact that she has dark hair, as do I, something that fairies very rarely do. I am especially in love with her glittery holly leaf skirt and her golden holly leaf wings. A more perfect ornament I don't think could have been found for me.

I love and adore Christmas, the magical feeling of it all and the joyfulness it seems to bring with it. I may have been experiencing a little too much of the Christmas season this year. G and I have been running here and there trying to get round seeing everyone we want to while at the same time managing to get everything we need for Christmas.

But now it is all done. All the food shopping is in, the decorating is finished and the house is clean and tidy. The Carols from King's College are on and Christmas Eve is at last upon us and a sense of peace is beginning to settle upon my household.

Merry Christmas to all of you out there in blogland, it's been both a pleasure and a privilege to be allowed into your homes this festive season and see what you all do to celebrate.

Christmas is on it's way!

It's been a busy few days in the Generally Gemma household. As you may have gathered from my previous post I have been feeling a bit under the weather of late. So, I took a day's precious holiday on Friday to clean the house. Strange I know but somehow control and order of my domestic setting help me feel controlled and ordered in my head. Things got a bit out of control though so I only managed the lounge and the dining room on Friday due to me enthusiasm for wiping down woodwork and cleaning knick knacks. (I have a lot of knick knacks.) So Saturday dawned and undaunted I started on the kitchen, pulling things out of cupboards and cleaning the insides and the tops and of course the skirting boards and kick boards and scrubbing the floor on my hands and knees.

So the ultimate reason for all this activity is this

I spent Sunday in an orgy of tree decorating. Which I do in the dark to better see the positioning of the fairy lights and so picture taking was not at it's best. So these two pictures are but a taster of what I will be taking at the weekend to properly showcase my new beloved tree and my bits and pieces.

This little Father Christmas is one of many that our extended family now own. My Brother and his flatmates have three appropriately named ones on their tree and I they bought me one for mine. Just need to find an ornament for G now!