Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Christmas....Kiwi Style

It's Christmas Eve here in New Zealand...even if it's only Wednesday for y'all. It's been very warm all day. Sorry. I wanted to wish you all a very Merry Christmas. A Happy Chanukah. A Kick Ass Kwanzaa.

We spent yesterday playing at the park.

Today we had a Christmas Eve sprinkler fest. The kids donned their togs and headed out into the back yard where Hotty Hubby and I tried to soak them. We had intended to break out the Slip 'N' Slide but it was a bit windy and, because I'm terribly unorganized and lazy, we didn't have any pegs. So we went the cheap way.

We had to forgo our usual Christmas Eve meal of Chinese food in favour of spaghetti and garlic bread but it was just as good. A few cheesy ass Christmas movies later and the kids are just about ready to head to bed and dream of Santa.

Because we love you all so much, we wanted to share a twist on "Twas the Night Before Christmas" with you.

A Kiwi Night Before Christmas
by Yvonne Morrison and Deborah Hinde

'Twas the night before Christmas,
and all round the bach,
not a possum was stirring;
not one could we catch.

We'd left on the table
a meat pie and beer;
in hopes that Santa Claus
soon would be here.

We children were snuggled up
in our bunk beds,
while dreams of pavlova
danced in our heads.

And Mum in her nightie,
and Dad in his shorts,
had just settled down
to watch TV sports.

When outside the bach
such a hoo-ha arose,
I woke up at once
from my wonderful doze.

And what did I see,
when I took a peep?
But a miniature tractor
and eight tiny sheep.

With a little old driver,
his dog on his knee.
I knew at once
who this joker might be.

He patted the dog,
and in a voice not unkind,
cried, "Good on ya, boy!

"Now, Flossy! now, Fluffy!
now, Shaun and Shane!
On, Bossy! on, Buffy!
on, Jason and Wayne!

Up that red tree,
to the top of the bach!
But mind you don't trample
the vegetable patch."

As my sister awoke,
and I turned around,
in through the window
he came with a bound.

He wore a black singlet
and little white shorts,
and stuck on his feet
were gumboots, of course.

His eyes, bright as paua shell,
oh, how they twinkled!
Like an old tuatara,
his skin was all wrinkled!

He had a wide face
and a round, fat tummy,
that looked like he'd eaten
lots that was yummy.

He spoke not a word,
but got down on one knee,
and placed a cricket set
under the tree.

A present for Sis,
one for Dad, one for Mum,
then he turned and he winked
and he held up his thumb.

He jumped on his tractor;
to his dog gave a whistle,
and away they all flew,
as fast as a missile.

I called out, "Thanks,"
as he flew past the gate.
He called back:
"Kia Ora to all, and good on ya mate!"

See y'all on the flip side!! Hope you have a good one!!

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  1. Happy Chirstmas Day to you (it's only Christmas eve morning here). I hope you and your family have a wonderful day!

  2. Happy Christmas to you! Hope you've been having a wonderful day there. As I write this, it's only 8:25 a.m., Thursday, and the boys and I have been tracking Santa online. Last night, they were stunned (and jealous) when I explained to them that, in some of the places Santa would be starting his journey, it would be summer. For a moment, I thought they might want to forsake some of their gifts in order to have summer weather instead of the ice and snow we're getting now!


  3. I hope you're all having a very merry kiwi Christmas!!!!

  4. it's -5 and i'm up to my eyeballs in snow here.

    maybe we'll spend next christmas in new zealand! :o)

  5. Glad I'm not the only weirdo in a warm climate on Xmas. Not that you're weird. Sheesh.


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