So it doesnt sound like it will be snowing there Christmas day then? A bit cold here today - no sign of snow, a but then no rain either which is good for Britain! Going to snuggle up on the couch with a drink and a dvd…mmmm…
If you had moved to London to open your Cal-Mex we could have had our foursome Christmas meal there couldnt we J?
Huh? You tell me! Im certainly no expert on women OR men as far as emotional needs go! - Then again Im not sure I know anyone who is!! 
Not single, but I elected not to spend Xmas with my wife this year, but to spend it with my family, who have just returned to England after 16 years.
mrs jjimm is in Thailand at the moment helping out with the tsunami memorials. I’ll be in my grandfather’s house for the last time before it gets sold with my parents, sister, brother-in-law and nephews.
I join her in Thailand on the 28th though.
I think in my case, or rather my g/f’s case, there are Christmas-past family issues at work that make her a little wacky.
The problem with trying to meet anyone’s emotional needs is that it’s an erratically moving target most of the time. Seems that way to me, anyway.
I should point out that it’s the house that’s being sold - not the rest of my family.
(Though if the price is right… rubs hands and cackles.)
smile Nice description!
This is my first holiday season totally, completely alone. I have never had a significant other, no siblings, no real family. Mom died in 1999, Dad this past May. The few friends I have here in town will be with their families. My best friend lives in Virginia and was going to try to make it here , but it didn’t work out. So it’s me and the dogs & cats. And frogs, but they are not very festive.
Christmas Eve I will probably go see King Kong.
Christmas Day , I have been invited to spend the day with a cousin I literally have not seen in … 10 or 12 years, with a houseful of kids. I tried to gracefully get out of it … I don’t do kids, but she wouldn’t take no for an answer. Then last night she called to give me directions to her house, and I was informed that I was going to CHURCH with them as well. I don’t do church either. To say I am not looking forward to this would be a huge understatement. Honestly, I would rather stay home with my dogs.
New Years Eve- alone. New Years Day- alone.
sigh
Judging by the pictures of you & Sis you posted in one of the recent picture threads, you are both certainly thin enough and very pretty. Tell Mom two out of three ain’t bad.
If one of you is really stressing on the “single” issue, I’ve got a single cousin that’s passing through Mississippi even as we speak. He’s spending tonight in Meridian, then proceeding on to Jackson and points west.
He won’t be hard to spot, since he’s riding a brand new canary-yellow Harley. On second thought, maybe he’s not SO material. Anybody that takes off on a cross-country motorcycle trip the last week in December has some obvious, um, mental failings. It was 23 degrees when he pulled in here last night, purple from cold and lookin’ like a grape pop-sicle.
Girls all think he’s hot though, so maybe wave the yellow Harley down. I’m sure he could use some warming up about now! 
Oh, is there a holiday or something this weekend? I hadn’t even noticed, though I guess it explains why I get Monday off.
Huh.
I’ll sleep in late and watch football like it were any other weekend.
Suppose that means that New Years is right around the corner. Maybe I’ll pick up a sixer and me and the dog will toast in the new year
I tried to call my friend yesterday to see when he and his new g/f plan to come over. Answerphone at the studio, and his mobile goes straight to voice mail. So I have no idea when they’re coming. Or even if they’re coming. It will take about three hours to cook the roast. If I hear from him, I’ll plan accordingly. If I don’t, then I’ll start cooking in the early afternoon and plan on eating alone at six.
I did make the no-bake cheesecake. But there’s a Sarah Lee cheescake in the freezer as a back-up. (Oh, for a Trader Joe’s! And their tasty cheesecake!)
I managed to sort it so we got to spend a few hours together on Christmas morning. Yay!
I’m used to being alone for the holidays. As I mentioned in another thread though, the woman that I had been dating decided to let me down two days ago. I’m mostly okay with it, but I have been bursting into tears every few hours or so.
Im so sorry to ehar that. How are you doing?
So how many was it for dinner J?
I could always come finish up for boxing day!
YIPPEEE!!!
Three for dinner. My friend’s g/f was fascinated wathcing a guy cook. In addition to the prime rib, Yorkshire pudding, red potatoes and brussels sprouts (she likes Brussels sprouts), I also made the green bean casserole. And I made the cheesecake.
Before dinner my friend made hot buttered rum with the Cruzan 151 proof I’ve had lying about. Mmmm… Think I’ll have some more, now that I’ve had my wine. Maybe I should finish my beer first though.
Everyone is stuffed. It seemed when I put the leftover prime rib in the fridge that I had more left than what I started with. Lots left. It seems that even with guests, I’ll still be eating prime rib for a week.
One thing about being a bachelour is that you learn how to cook – if you don’t want to live on fast food.
Now we’re handing out watching Blackadder III, having already watched A Blackadder Christmas Carol.
Not well, but managing. Thanks for asking.
Sounds FANTASTIC!!!
Im so glad they made it after all - and it sounds like a GREAT time was had by all!
MERRY CHRISTMAS JOHNNY!
Hang on in there kiddo… you aint through yet!
So…what are your plans for the rest of the hols and what about New Years?
Eh, been single since July.
Spent a quiet holiday with my mum, since all my siblings are out of the province or further away and she’s otherwise alone. (It’s also likely the last Christmas she’ll be around for, in all probability – she’s not well.) A bit glum.However, I received a surprise Christmas Eve slightly-tipsy “Why don’t you come over tonight so we can get down to it” call, to which I couldn’t R.S.V.P. in the affirmative, of course, but which was immensely cheering nevertheless.
I dunno what to do, really. I go through periods of withdrawal and remoteness which women usually find intolerable. (And no wonder.) I halfway-expect to call her back and get an “I don’t know what I was thinking – up yours, jerk!” On the other hand, she did call, and I know for damned sure I wanted to see her right then. Probably overthinking.