The Grinch
I miss those days when I had the time to prepare for Christmas. You know when you decorated the house, made gingerbread, gingerbread house, saffron buns (cats), dressed in ugly red sweaters, went to church, sang Lucia songs, went for Christmas shopping in the middle of December or made your own gifts, went up at 7am every morning just to watch Julkalender (the Christmas Calendar) and so on.
I always watch the first episode of Julkalendern just to see if it’s any good and if it is, I follow it every morning or evening.
But this year, I forgot.
I also forgot about Lucia.
And I forgot Advent Sunday, until today and today it the fouth, so I missed the other three.
I haven’t even thought about Christmas shopping.
My plan is to go out the 23rd and try to find gifts for the family.
Wish me luck.
But today, I was with some friends to say goodbye for the Holidays and drank mulled wine, ate traditional gingerbread and Skånish gingerbread (apparently they are soft and round, pretty ok) and cheese cake and pineapple, coz that’s how we roll. Yeah, traditional Christmas cheese cake and pineapple.
And I started to reminisce.
Back to those days when the Christmas preparations and expectations were a part of December and a magical time.
I miss those days.
2 years ago, when I had long hair and we had gingerbread house compitition in the dorm.
I won.
In my head.
I made my family's house
and small gingerbread people representing me, mum, dad and my brother.
some of my friends were lame and did the White House and Big Ben.
Totally lame.
