There was nothing grandeur. It was just a trip to Central Market, where we went a little insane with the grocery shopping (partly due to their four-day closure). As if that wasn't enough, we grabbed a couple of last-minute items (read: sparkling grape and pomegranate juice) from the nearby grocery store.
In addition to that, I treated myself to a little Christmas gift from Lovisa.
The only catch is that I already bought the following presents for myself during the road trip to Helensvale and Gold Coast.
Contrary to what you think, we ended up spending Christmas Eve with the ducks.
Meet the new friend!
The morning began with the Day Mass. For unknown reasons, I ended up in a formal outfit with heels and boarding the public transport to Church. Gosh, I was more than ready to tear the dress and heels off me. Not only was I drenched in sweat when I arrived home, I was limping with blisters on the toe.
Why does my favorite pair of heels from Vincci always give me this problem to deal with?
For the first time in a long while, there were no celebrations. No grand meals or Christmas Carols with family or friends either. Just a simple meal... unless you consider stewed pork with tofu and shitake mushroom as befitting the special day. It's a far fetch from what we did last year, but it's alright.
The emphasis was more on the religious obligations anyway and who knows Christmas will be much more interesting next year? *grins*