Christmas...

This christmas I think topped last christmas and I am very happy that I didn't have to fly to out to anywhere this year. We danced, sang, ate and partied like crazy! I thinkk I have the coolest, funkiest, loveliest family in the whole wide world and I know it! We were just lamenting at how we didn't have more family members over so we could party like we used to in Zed.


All of us have distinctly unique characters that when meshed together just creates sweet havoc. I am trully blessed to have each and every one of them.

My brother and I now know where Crofton is...wow what an adventure! we went to look for our family friends/ distant relatives in Crofton and the place is just so secluded. We had fun seeing ambuya and the fam... and just talking about the past.


Then we went off to a party at my cousins grandma's house. The food was overflowing and very delicious. We had a whole mix of people and the fun part was that no one was afraid to dance and show case their skillz... We all left with some lovely african prezzy's. I was particularly happy because I have been looking for an art piece for my wall in the dinning area and they gave me one! how cool is that? The boys all got hats from various parts of Africa... my cousin got a Lozi hat like the litunga one's...and my brother got a Nigerian hat as did most of the boys.


The next day, we all hang out at the house....some people got a bit tiddly and others just couldn't stop dancing. Ladies and gentlemen, I stayed sober for most of these activities...even when the amarula, sherry, wine, beers...etc were pouring in, I was drunk on life and love...awwww


I was not amused with the rest of their family because while the sat on their fanny's I had to go to work the day after christmas at 6am.... and I only got to bed at mid-night. After an afternoon of Carols, my grandpa's songs and other Zambian songs...and generally just speaking louder than usual as we fought to be heard above the merry ding...my voice was rather coarse the next day.


Then the family came over to my little condo and we just hang out and did more singing...and now christmas is over...


Seasons greetings to you and yours, and I hope santa was as good to you as he was to me. I was a bad girl and didn't go for the Christmas service, but I suppose I am forgiven because I was doing things related to 'love one another' and not other dubious things:-)