Well I give you a teaser;
Chris looked at Charlotte, then he looked at Serigo. He should probably just ignore them. Or should he? He didn’t know what to do. Serigo turned his head, as well as Chris. It was best to ignore them.- Hey! Chris comm'on here! Serigo said and waved his hand.Charlotte looked down at her lap. She was also embarrassed. For a moment Chris didn’t know what to do. What happen between Chris and Charlotte at the office party last night, was not Serigo’s thing to know. Serigo smiled to Chris.- Hey man, where were you going? he said.- Uhm, well I didn’t see you there, Chris answered. Which was obvious a lie because the staff cafeteria was just a small room with a table, and twelve chairs.- It was a heck of a party last night right? Serigo said and shovelled more food in his mouth.Chris nodded, and looked at Charlotte for a second. She smiled innocent to Serigo.- So, you wanna grab a beer at Debaser after work? It’s friday you know, Serigo said and smiled so all of his paper withe teethes showed.- Uhm, I guess.- I got to go, Charlotte said and stood up and started to walk away.- Yeah, me too, Chris said, I’ve got to go and make ready for the meeting with that band ...Awesome! Isn't it? You are actually the first one to read it. Cool right? Hehe, or not... But it will be a kick ass story anyway.
- Ok. See you at the office table love, he said and smiled to his wife, Charlotte.
Next week I try to go to Ullared, a swedish shopping paradise. Cheaper than other shops, and the same quality. Need to buy christmas presents and other stuff there.
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| That's so me right? |
Today it's just one month to christmas. Can't wait ... or can I? Thinking of that I live with the Grinch (my dad), it might not become christmas this year either.
Well, I don't know... Maybe, maybe not.
I'll try to celebrate christmas in my room at least, glitter, gingerbread, mini santa clauses and maybe even a christmastree? I don't know.
The christmas I had when I had when I was a kid was beautiful. Always a beautiful christmastree, swedish christmasfood, gingerbread making, 50 cm of powdersnow outside on christmaseve (in Sweden we celebrate christmas on the 24:th instead of 25:th), the whole family was together. In the evening we went up to the topflor of the stable to get the christmaspresents Santa left there. I'm gonna be honest with you, I didn't stop believe in Santa until I was maybe 9 years old. But I grew up with another Santa. Santa was and grumpy grey old man, who took care of the animals and the farm when we were asleep. He made sure nothing bad would happen to either us or the animals. So even thought he was and grumpy old man, he took care of us, and made sure we took care of our animals. But in reward, every year he wanted as we call it "tomtegröt" (porridge) every year, the night to christmaseve.
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| The native santas |
But actually from the beginning, Santas was just like I described, grumpy old men, people actually was afraid of, the last thing you wanted to do, was making Santa upset. If you did so, he would burn down the stables or even worse, the main house. Santa could also make your children sick, or make the crops bad, if you didn't took care of the animals good enough.
That's scandinavian culture, that's also some people even believe today. My mom did for example. (cheek out this link for more info!)
And see where we got today, a red happy old fat man with reindeers ... Seriously, WTF??
From now on, I'll try to blog more. If I have the time. Promise!
Thank you all faithful readers for keeping up with me anyway! Love you!
Have a nice evening!
Give Peace A Chance!
//Ida
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