Well, we prepared for having our son and daughter home for Christmas, and both of them are ill, so we are having the first Christmas alone together that we have ever had since we got married.
When we were newly married we always went to my parents one year and DH's the next. Then we had Daughter, then Son, which meant that even if we weren't still going to one or other set of parents, we always had children at home.
Then Daughter paired up and we had alternate years when she went to her PILs, but Son stayed at home. Even when Son got his boat, it was nice for him to come home over Christmas if only for the warmth and hot showers.
But this year they're both ill and staying at home. So we're on our own for the first time in 35 years.
It's weird. I think I would enjoy it more if I had been prepared, and I'd made a list of things to do. But as a vegetarian with IBS I can't even fall back on the mainstay of cooking and eating things together.
Oh well, it's not too late to make a list of things we can do, and I may take lactase and mebeverine and risk some of the treats anyway. I'm still very blessed to have DH to spend the time with.
Merry Christmas everyone!
And if you're curious as to how the sword dance turned out, here it is with me dressed as the Ghost of Christmas Present at the hafla