Xmas day

Yesterday I celebrated Christmas day with my family again. After the Christmas hangover, everybody wake up and started helping my mother, who was asleep since approximately four hours. We laid together the table and then we moved all the Christmas food (it seemed impossible but there were more food than at Christmas Eve dinner) to my granny’s house, who lived exactly next to me. Then all together have dinner and sang some Christmas carols, but this time my family weren’t drunk enough so we didn’t receive Christmas bonus. After dinner we gave the presents to my little cousins, or rather, we gave presents to my aunts and uncles because these Christmas presents are always clothes, and I think that clothes aren’t presents that you are waiting for when you are six or three (then the six of January my cousins receive their presents, which are, of course, millions and millions of toys). After that we went to the Valencia’s fair that is enormous and very very funny. We spent a lovely time in the fair; my cousins enjoyed it a lot, and I too (I really love the fair). Then we went to buy dozens and dozens of churros, and then we returned to my granny’s home and we ate the churros with some hot chocolate. Finally we gave up the paper of the invisible friend (and on the sixth January we gave to our invisible friend his present). When everyone had one paper with a name of one of the family everyone returned to their home.

Xmas Eve

Two days ago I celebrated Christmas Eve and my father’s birthday with my family. It’s an important day and everything has to be perfect. At morning my mother, my little brother and I walked up early and we prepared my father’s present. When my father waked up we gave to him his present; he liked it so much. After that we started to decorate the house because we always celebrate Christmas Eve at home and all my family come to have dinner. We put the Christmas three, some garlands and the crib (I really hate it). Then we started doing the dinner (my mother cooks very well but I’m a disaster cooking). We did some odd chicken with vegetables. At first it seemed really really inedible but then it seemed more edible. After that we have lunch and then we have a siesta. When we woke up, we started to clean the house and we laid the table with this entire cutlery that we only use in special occasions and are so ugly, in my opinion, of course, for my mother it’s “very very beautiful” and she can’t understand why I don’t like it. When we finished with the Christmas decoration, we continued doing the dinner. We cooked some seafood, salad, some strange sauces (this kind of sauces that are doing with millions and millions of ingredients) and soups; in conclusion a dinner for a regiment. At 9 o’clock my family arrived and started drinking and eating a lot and at 10 o’clock the 90% of my family was drunk and they were singing carols and giving Christmas bonus to us (my cousins and I). Then with the money recollected, some of my cousins and I went to the disco and have a really really good time. At 9 o’clock this morning we arrived home. Everybody was sleeping except my poor mother who was already preparing the food for Christmas day.