So S. has taken Miss C. and Miss L. off to see the Wiggles in concert, which is in Canberra tomorrow. As a result, I’ve got the house to myself as Master N. is staying with his Grandmother.  You’d think I’d take this opportunity to do anything tonight that I usually don’t get to do with a family around. The sad thing is, I can’t think of anything completely outrageous, to which S. would love to hear.

So, I’m going to put up our Christmas tree. I’ll even blog it. A friend of mine would laugh at me and make fun at how old I am. He’s probably right.