One day I’d love to have a white christmas but there is something to be said for having a water fight christmas day with the water guns Santa brought this year.
Down Under in New Zealand, Christmas defies logic. Tourists from the Northern Hemisphere to my fair country scratch their heads when they visit at this time of the year. On December 25th, they sit back on sun loungers staring out at the ocean, shocked to be wearing swimwear, or shorts and loose tees. Where’s the snow? How’d Santa and his sleigh manage to land? They can’t possibly curl up in front of a roaring fire to open their gifts. No, that’s because the summer sunshine abounds and blissful temperatures of 80 to 90 degrees prevail.
Yeah, this is how Santa arrives in my backyard.
We fire up the barbeque to cook the midday meal, attempting to drag the kids out of the surf and to the table to eat. Yes, that’s a Kiwi Christmas.
Check out this hilarious cartoon Christmas wish.
Oh, I so want the home office with a lockable door. How will…
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