...is to let your inner child run amok.
The church Christmas party was this evening and I had so much fun throwing wrapping paper (from Pass the Parcel, of course!) around the room, and singing dodgy karaoke songs with The Wife. It was brilliant, and we had a lovely drink in the pub around the corner afterwards (one of my favourites, although at least one of the guys I was with was miffed that I took him to a straight pub!), and just had a lovely evening.
Work tomorrow, and then the Second Sunday of Advent service. I'm looking forward to it; I'll be celebrating communion.