Advent- Paddy

Today is the first day of the twelth month of the eleventh year of the first century of the second millenium since Jesus was born (alledgedly, don't want to annoy the Jews/ Hindus/ Muslims/ Sikhs/ Buddhists/ Athiests/ Scientologists/ Jedis/ Others). That means that is now only 24 days until Jesus' 2011th birthday. This in turn means that today I got to open an advent calender and consume the delicious square of chocolate concealed behind that small cardboard door. My piece was shaped like a cracker today (the kind you pull to make a bang, not the kind you spread butter and cheese on). I  realised that finding the excitement of opening the calendar so exciting is a tad wrong for someone who is now legally an adult who can vote and what not. I was somewhat shaken out of this deadening realisation when I realised my sister, who is now a 20 year old in her final year at a not bad university, was even more excited about hers and was extremely indignant when my mother suggested she not get one this year. Fortunately, my mother yielding to Vikki's requests, otherwise I fear the blood of many an innocent child parading their calendars in Exeter would have been killed. Probably not though, Vikki isn't the murdering type. Or at least she isn't as far as I'm aware...