Christmas day the crazy way

It all started as a joke, John and I thought we would go out for Christmas lunch but we left the organising far too late and by the time I went around trying to find a restaurant they were all booked. As a joke I said to John “it looks like it will be a picnic in the snow for us”. So thus the crazy day began. The previous five days were glorious, Christmas day very cold and windy. “ OH no the picnic will have to be cancelled” I announced to John with glee seeing the nasty weather on Christmas morn. “Why I am really looking forward to this” replied the crazy man of the household. So not being so enthusiastic about the day I came up with this clever idea of letting John do the packing and organising. I figured it was already close to lunch time and by the time he got things organised it would be too late to go. The plan backfired we were driving up to the mountains by two thirty much too late by my standards but not Johns. The temperature outside was minus three, it was Christmas day for heavens sake what two idiots would do such a crazy thing on a wickedly cold day. We went to the place we walked before not a car in the car park (all sensible people were indoors) we did not walk that far, I think that was due to my constant whining, my fingers and toes were in pain and I was hungry, well past my lunch hour. So here we stood under the shelter of a huge pine tree. My thought was we would now hurriedly eat and trek back to the warm car and head home, WRONG. I am bobbing around keeping myself warm when John starts stripping off his coat and trousers, WHAT THE HELL!.............. Under his ski jacket he had a T shirt and he had shorts under his ski pants, he produces a can of beer and starts drinking, watching him makes me feel even colder, “ put some clothes on” I bellow out. A deal was struck he would dress after I took a few photos and then we would eat.
So the sooner I did this the sooner we would go…….. who is this crazy man I married? The cold invigorates John, but poor Janette’s in pain with her fingers and toes not to mention her constantly running nose. I filled my hanky it was so cold the wetness froze, try using a cardboard hanky, thank god John had a spare.
The photos taken we ate, it was now late in the afternoon and we returned to the car, this was the high light of the day the car was not even running but it felt instantly warm out of the wind, as we wound our way home it just got better I WAS IN HEAVEN…….