Christmas All Around
Nov. 13th, 2007 04:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
niriniaNote to self: do not leave keys for home at home when weather equals freezing fingers and toes off if you are outside for more than a grand total of four minutes, much less twenty.
Other than that, I think the Ghost of Christmas Past came to visit me when I sat reading Lessing outside, waiting for Mother to return so I could get in. 5 weeks til Christmas, and I can start thinking of presents again. And we're planning a Christmas work-shop of sorts, with liquer gingerbread and carols.
Lessing writes beautifully, I am so grateful to grandmother for bringing me a few of her books. I read the first of four very short novels in The Grandmothers, called, fittingly, The Grandmothers. She is a master of insinuation, I can't help but admire her. I hadn't realized I needed a cure after The Meaning of Night, but I obviously did. The clock's short arm has not yet passed five, and it is already dark, I do love this time of year; I can read and do nothing without feeling bad about not being more productive.
And, we're in London in mid-January, that means SALE. I am deliriously incoherent. Marc Jacobs, United Nude, Irregular Choice, Alexander McQueen, London.
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Addendum: I have to marvel a bit about my Norwegian and History teacher. He is so knowledgable, I can't quite believe it. And he said something wonderful about learning languages today, those of us that can truly call ourselves bilingual, do not only know two languages, but partake in two cultures. The world, is to the bilingual, double the size to that of the monolingual. I can't quite help but marvel at both the opportunity to become bilingual, and the opportunity to be exposed to such a wonderful teacher.
Other than that, I think the Ghost of Christmas Past came to visit me when I sat reading Lessing outside, waiting for Mother to return so I could get in. 5 weeks til Christmas, and I can start thinking of presents again. And we're planning a Christmas work-shop of sorts, with liquer gingerbread and carols.
For Mother, a CD by Nice Little Penguins, containing their song Flying. For Father, a book in the Master and Commander Series, a scarf, socks or a bottle of wine. For Karlern an Eau de Cologne or after-shave, he needs to get a wiff of what skin-care can be like. For my cousins, Marie and Nora, fantasy books by Feist and a the stuffed, roaring bear we, quite literally, stuffed, respectively. And for Katrine, a gift-certificate for a manicure, or something along those lines, and perhaps a book by a modernist purely to vex her. And I still owe her a good piece of writing – something a bit atmospheric and in the spirit of Christmas, I think –, to make up for the piece of crap I gave her last year. Kristine's gift I cannot discuss here, seeing how the darling girl has the nerve to read my LJ. The nerve, I tell you, the nerve!
Lessing writes beautifully, I am so grateful to grandmother for bringing me a few of her books. I read the first of four very short novels in The Grandmothers, called, fittingly, The Grandmothers. She is a master of insinuation, I can't help but admire her. I hadn't realized I needed a cure after The Meaning of Night, but I obviously did. The clock's short arm has not yet passed five, and it is already dark, I do love this time of year; I can read and do nothing without feeling bad about not being more productive.
And, we're in London in mid-January, that means SALE. I am deliriously incoherent. Marc Jacobs, United Nude, Irregular Choice, Alexander McQueen, London.
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Addendum: I have to marvel a bit about my Norwegian and History teacher. He is so knowledgable, I can't quite believe it. And he said something wonderful about learning languages today, those of us that can truly call ourselves bilingual, do not only know two languages, but partake in two cultures. The world, is to the bilingual, double the size to that of the monolingual. I can't quite help but marvel at both the opportunity to become bilingual, and the opportunity to be exposed to such a wonderful teacher.
