I am covered in flour and have spent the last hour or so happily eating the cookie dough that was meant to be cooked into emergency ‘whoops I forgot you were coming’ Christmas Presents.

Ah Christmas Eve. Other than the cookies (which just need to be transferred into jars once they assume cookie form) everything is wrapped and labelled. Home is mostly clean (I say mostly cause the kitchen is still covered in flour) and everything is pretty much ready for what will probably be the most cheerless Christmas I’ve ever been involved in.

Siigh. And for those of you that are posting about the ridiculous amounts of snow you have, and how you’ve taken your boards out of hibernation and are RIDING down your street – I hate you. It’s raining here – all cold and storm like. And it’s meant to be the height of summer, so good to know Auckland is defying convention and sticking to its much beloved rain.

It’s a ridiculous notion, but I wish it snowed in Auckland. Purely so I could do what all those others in the opposite hemisphere are doing. My street would be PERFECT for riding down. Needless to say all of you who are complaining most bitterly about your snow should shut up. I’d trade with you, quite happily I’d trade with you.

Okay, at the risk of becoming more Grinch like in this post, I’ma go eat more of that cookie dough. I wish all of you a safe, happy Christmas, and a wonderfully merry New Year.