Tuesday, December 30, 2008

A nice Christmas...

....starts with a trip to the amusement park Gröna Lund with a girl's best gay friend.

It involves posing in front of Tyrol....
...and among some giant christmas gifts and later on the riding of an old Carousel...

The next day dawns and with it comes the time to go ice skating....

... which results in the breaking of a bone or two and three days spent in the hospital.
Then, finally, comes the loud Christmas Eve at home with a n arguing family and a mother that is so drunk that she does not remember what either of her children got for Christmas.
Happy Holiday! *please note the irony*

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Ice Skating

There is a feeling of freedom that you can get from ice skating that you can not get from anywhere else. It is hard to learn, and most people give up before they even start. However, it is almost like an illusion of flight when you glide across the ice, and once you gain enough speed, you never want to stop.

I love it.

Oh, and I suppose I should say "Merry Christmas" or some similar crap.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Merry Christmas...

Ever since the end of summer, I have longed for the winter and Christmas to come. I always do. Year after year I dream of a city covered in snow and mistletoe hanging in the doorways, of Christmas trees and silver ornaments, and of happy times and a joyous holiday that I will remember for the rest of my life. I can carry the Christmas spirit wherever I go ever since the end of September but the closer it gets to the actual holiday, the more that magical feeling vanes.

I do not know why, but after a while the lights seem not as bright as before, the charols not as cheery, and the open fire not as comforting. Everything I had thought of doing seems so very impossible, and the people I had intended to do them with unreachable. Everything changes and no matter how much I try, I can not stop it. I am always disappointed.

This year, you have only made it worse. All of you. It does not even matter if you knew what you were doing or not; my Christmas was ruined before it even had the chance to begin.

I have even begun to wonder if there is such a thing as a Merry Christmas.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Chocolate Coated Peppermint and Chocolate Toffee

I always get into the Christmas Spirit when I start making Christmas candy. There is something about a kitchen filled with the scents of chocolate and peppemint. I can not quite explain it but no matter how bad of a mood I am in, as soon as I breathe in the sweet air I become the happiest girl in the world.

Perhaps you should try it sometime. I promise you, it works wonders in a stressful world.