Oh my, look at the time!

It’s gone 3pm, and NO, I have not just got up! (cheeky lot)
We have been reindeer shopping (amongst other things) and I’ve been packing pressies.
I’m copying an extract from a post I did in February 2014 to give you an idea of why reindeer affect me the way they do.
I had a happy childhood, but some things were never explained because the need never arose. Hubby finds what follows totally charming, though I was embarrassed by my ignorance.
I’m talking about reindeer. You may find it hard to believe, but up until about 12 years ago (read that as 17 now), I didn’t realise they were real, and believed they were all part of the Christmas Magic I’d experienced as a child.
Until I saw a TV documentary about them, I also hadn’t known that reindeer and caribou were one and the same.

Size: 4 to 5 ft (1.2 to 1.5 m) at the shoulder Weight: 240 to 700 lbs (109 to 318 kg)
(source Nationalgeographic)

So some four years ago (read that as 9), a part of Magic came into my life when they had 3 reindeer in a stall at the Christmas market in town. Not only could I see them, but I could touch and feed them, and I was mesmerized. I understood now why deer held such fascination for my Mum. ”
Every year, we take chocolate Santas in for the girls in the INR department at the doctor’s surgery. It’s our way of saying thank you for putting up with us taking care of us, and at Easter it will be Easter bunnies. The other day, we saw chocolate reindeer in one of the discount supermarkets and decided to buy them for the girls instead.
This morning I woke up thinking it would be nice to give one each to the darts team too, especially as they are treating me tonight for our Christmas meal.  I didn’t go last year as quite honestly I couldn’t afford it, and when it was mentioned the other week, I said I wouldn’t be going. I got told in no uncertain terms to shut up, it was all sorted and my meal was being paid for by the team as a thank you for being Captain.
Hubby can’t eat anything after  about 4pm because of his reflux, so he will walk with me to the venue giving Maggie a walk round the block at the same time, then when I’m ready I’ll call and he’ll again walk up with the dog for her final wee and we’ll walk back.
The girls have been so supportive recently, all of them looking out for me and making sure I don’t overdo it. There were quite a few ready to catch me if I fell over last Tuesday, and two were about to tell me to call it a day when I got my finishing double, so didn’t have to.
So, to give them a little bit of my personal Christmas magic, albeit it inexpensive chocolate reindeer, I shall have my own Santa’s sack of goodies.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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7 Responses to Oh my, look at the time!

  1. fransiweinstein says:

    I am sure your lovely and thoughtful gifts will be much appreciated. Have a good time tonight.

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