Wednesday, December 28, 2005
The Post-Christmas Post//Listening to: Belinda Carlisle - Circle in the SandI know this post has been way way past post-Christmas, but anyway, here goes.
Christmas eve was a quiet affair spent at
Mr Eeyore's house, eating Chinese takeaway food aka 煮炒 and watching "
Narnia". It was a little different from past years whereby we would spend the night squeezing among the sweaty and rowdy crowd at Orchard, with
strangers spraying confetti or bottles of "
snow" at your faces and you don't know whether to laugh at them or laugh with them. Sometimes, I do not understand why Singaporeans make it a must to get out of the house during Christmas eves. It seems as though we would be deemed "losers" if we do not have any programmes for the said occasion. I suppose in other countries, people would most probably spend the night having a quiet dinner with close ones, and would likely to get out on Christmas day itself or Boxing day. I don't know, maybe someday I shall spend Christmas overseas, or maybe someday, I might contradict my notion of "quiet Christmas eves" altogether.
Christmas day was spent with the colleagues BBQ-ing. We had a small gathering at
S's condo and because we had such kickass commitee members (me included) and I make such kickass invitations, we had a wonderful BBQ so far. Because I did not know how to operate Mr Eeyore's camera phone as superbly as my own lost phone, I did not take much photos. Anyway, here goes.
Invitation card front
Invitation card back
Food in preparation
Nice Bee hoon!
X'mas Logcake
5 Litre Heineken
Frankly speaking, I think we had more alcohol than food in reality. We had 4 bottles of red wine, one bottle of 1 litre plain vodka, one bottle of 1 litre peach vodka and one barrel of 5-litre Heineken.
Horrible I tell you! People were watching down from their units to see a bunch of crazy gals bbq-ing in the hot afternoon sun and ranting in loud voices. At one point, I think PS shouted "I AM NOT WEARING PUSH-UP!" Total 丢脸! We later conspired to throw her into the pool to wake her up, of course with much ranting and struggling.
The most 丢脸 thing is, the next slot user for the BBQ pit was a young chap in his twenties and he said, "You had a wild party just now? I saw a bunch of crazy gals...." Throw face until don't know where to hide.
But of course, we would like to emphasize that we are afterall, NOT alcoholics. We are just dipsomaniacs. If you know what that means.
So, what are you gonna do this New Year eve? I swear I'm gonna get out of the house this time round.
Labels: BBQ, Christmas, Colleagues, Food
