Merry Boxing Day, My Pint Sized Heroine and Facebook Confessions

Ah 26th December...Boxing Day, who knows why it's called Boxing Day... I was adament when I was  younger that it was due to men with big gloves and long silk shorts throwing choreographed punches the day after christmas. I also thought that Sunday was named thus as one day it was sunny and a random man in a high place decided to name it after the weather. My theory for Friday was an unknown tradition for everyone to consume a Full English and chips, so notable they named it FRYday. Outnumbered's Pete Brockman's theory of 'being knee deep in boxes' for St. Stephen's day is probably more accurate...

Christmas day in my house was pretty much like the rest of the country.
2:30pm: stuff yourself silly with pigs in blankets (which mum STILL calls pigs on horseback) and roasted veg followed by the stodgiest pudding know to man layered in Bird's custard :) I can almost hear my guts begging for mercy...Laaavly jubbly.

3:00pm: watch her Maj tell us about the importance of sport then fall asleep half way through Shrek. Not because it's boring, but because my 'pensioner-caught-in-an-eighteen-year-old' body cannot stand too much excitement, wine and heavy food without needing a nap to sleep it off. Bless...

After that we had the bog standard phone call from my Nan, asking if the pyjamas fit (thanks Nan) and making me ponder why she sent back my naiive scrawls of lions my five year old self drew... I was obsessed with the Lion King as a child and still feel a strange urge to jump around the furniture when I hear 'I just can't wait to be king'.

So today, I dragged my friend Katti 'round to indulge our shared love of BBC's Outnumbered, as she kindly made me a book of Karen's best quick witted quotes and a DVD of last year's Christmas special. If you haven't seen the programme before, it is pure genius based on how three children rule the roost in their suburban London home, whilst their well meaning Mum & Dad try their best as parents.

Below is some of my favourite Karen moments...

Katti has also seemed to have a had a revamp of her facebook profile. She has finally admitted that she is 105 year old Rastafarian man, a closet member of Team Jacob, thinks Edward Cullen is a fairy and has dual employment as my slave and vampire ... not to mention her sudden love for fruit cake and Christmas pudding, despite previously professing putting fruit into cake is wrong ("Why put something healthy into cake??!"). Her musical taste has changed, as she now cites 50 Cent, Tu Pac and Soulja Slim as favourites...next to The Jonas Brothers and West Side Story soundtrack...

Anyone would think the fact she was logged into her account on my laptop before she left had something to do with it...