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Gilet, Valencia, Spain

sábado, 26 de diciembre de 2009

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.

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