Merry Christmas – kind of

Don’t worry I haven’t completely lost my marbles. I do know it’s February.

Last Saturday I was driving home from parkrun when my mam rang. I pulled over and she asked if I would call in on my way home. She panicked me a little bit as we see her quite often so there’s not much that can’t wait til the next time we see her (which would have been on the Sunday in this case).

As a dutiful daughter I called in on my way home. She lives 2 streets away from me 😉 Even more worrying was when she asked “Promise you won’t be cross?” I couldn’t promise. I didn’t know what she was going to say. All sorts of scenarios were running through my mind at this point.

“Close your eyes and put your hands out” which I did and was presented with a lovely lovely jumper.

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Excuse my mad hair!
“Merry Christmas” she said!

Apparently mam had bought it for me for Christmas after I had commented on it when one of the girls at youth club had worn it, and she put it somewhere so safe she had forgotten about it! She was afraid I’d be cross! I was made up that I’d been given a new jumper!

Have you ever forgotten about a Christmas present? Or had one really late?