Then I go Bom Bom

When I christened my new blog ‘bombe2012’ I think perhaps I was a little too much in the moment. I’m wondering does it give the connotation that come the end of 2012, come the end of the blog?

I am unsure.

Wow – it’s December! Last week I was asked how I would decorate the office for Christmas. Of course my first response was - the same way I decorate it every day –  just show up! But then the serious side of my nature crept in. I haven’t been at this school throughout a Christmas period. Does everyone decorate their office? Or was there just an unwritten expectation that this role take the lead?

I am unsure.

I love Christmas. I admit it – I am a Christmas girl. I’m not a Griswald but I do enjoy decking the halls and I so love a good Christmas light. I do draw the line at them flashing on my chest or dangling from my ears though!
I live on a corner block and I feel it is my neighbourly responsibility to make the gateway to the street impressive!
Tastefully impressive!

I also love a good Christmas Carol. My favourite being ‘O Holy Night’. Though I do wonder about how many of us have loved someone so much that we are given to fall on our knees? Well ok – maybe once or twice ..

So I thought that would be a great place to start. No! Not the knee thing .. Christmas carols throughout the old house.

For I work in an old house – 103 years old and converted into offices.

It is lovely. Just lovely.

And lends itself perfectly to the sound of carols playing throughout the lovely hallway. I downloaded a lovely compilation, plugged in the iPod speaker out in the hallway and away we went. It was all meant to be oh so lovely ..

"Going up in the dark of the night and so I go ooh ah ah ah ah...
I've brought a pie in my pocket, pie in my pocket, an eye in my socket.
you got life, you got style, you got nothing on my mind.
But I'm so cool, and I'm so groovy, when I go Bom Bom!"

OOPS! Wrong playlist! How did that happen!

I am unsure.

But I do love that song. It's great fun!

Isn’t it intriguing how sometimes one little word can become part of your life in so many unexpected little ways. When I called my blog 'bombe' it was purely sentimental - short for Flowerbomb among other reasons. My most favourite perfume ever.
It really is a little explosion of loveliness.

In a few weeks I'm heading home to my family. It will be so great to see them. It's been a whole year. I have to be honest – I am feeling a little forlorn about Christmas this year. Last year I had a whole month of distraction planned. Maybe it was too much. It was over-exciting. This year not so much in the pipeline. What will the week in Cedar Creek bring, apart from a little sunburn?

 I am unsure.

Though I do know I will be receiving a little bottle of FlowerBomb. I always do! And I do know that at Brissy Airport I will be pulled aside and scanned for bombs! I always am! I do know that I’ll be doing a couple of inappropriate and immature bomb dives in the pool with my little mate. We always do! And I do know we’ll be sitting out on the verandah on Boxing Day night with a bottle of very good red watching the BOM and waiting for the rain to blow on in. Because it always does.

And I do know there will be a few tears. Because there always are ..

But this year I have also learnt that the most unexpected pleasures can very well be the loveliest - and a tiny little bit magical.
Even if they bring a few tears.
Just like Christmas.
Of this I am sure.

I hope that wherever you are this Christmas - there is some Christmas loveliness there for you. For all the new friends I have made this year - thank you for allowing me into your lives. And for all the old .. it's good you're still there. x

'I want 16 pints of rrrrum and then I go Bom Bom!'