Blogmas (Day 23) – Blogger Gift Exchange

Hello Lovelies!

Today Anna (aka my Blogmas partner in crime aka Tiny Trinket on http://www.tinytrinket.wordpress.com) and I exchanged our Christmas presents. It wasn‘t a proper exchange, because I was in the book shop working and she just dropped hers and then had to commit to an odyssey through the store because I had put mine behind a colleague‘s counter on another floor. According to the messages I received I assume she found it, though!

I love opening presents. I don‘t care whether they‘re big or small and I certainly don‘t expect people to get me anything – but I love opening presents so much that sometimes , when I buy something for myself, I have it gift wrapped. So when I had the bag of wrapped up goodies at my feet this afternoon at work I was feeling downright giddy. Anna got my so many exciting things I really can‘t wait to share them with everyone (on the internet. Not in real life. Let‘s not get carried away, okay?)

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The most amazing thing is the Frozen muesly she got me. I have a half finished box already in my kitchen, but yay! I was feeling put off because it‘s so delicious and I keep telling myself that I must not buy stuff just because Olaf is on it. But now Christmas is saved!

Then she got me a pasta measuring thing that gives spagetthi the shape of a unicorn. Again, magical!

And lastly she added a recipe book called Vintage Teatime Recipes. If you‘ve read my About page you‘ll know that I love the English culture, so this is just pure awesomeness! I‘ll be making scones for the better part of next year!

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This just goes to show how well Anna knows me, and I‘m so psyched about the whole unwrapping process that I‘ve just been through! A huge thank you is definitely in order (thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!). If you want to know what I got her pop over to her blog on www.tinytrinket.wordpress.com where she‘s already uploaded pictures!

Lots of love from the roots of my heart!
xxx

Blogmas (Day 22) – Daddy’s Girl

Hellooo!

My dad turned half a century today, and that is a cause to celebrate!
Tobias and I went over to his house after work, just in time for dessert (we‘re always in time for dessert!) and spent the evening talking over a hot cup of tea and eating tons of cake and cookies.

2015-12-23 02.05.50 Something I will aways adore about my dad‘s and his wive‘s household is how utterly geeky and pink it is. They love to decorate, so during Christmas time it just looks so much like Santa‘s house. They are massive Disney fanatics and can spend hours discussing Star Wars. My dad once actually kept me entertained for an hour straight by talking about Lord of the Rings characters peeing (because it just bothered me that it is never mentioned in the books – like, in Harry Potter you know there are bathrooms, but in LotR do they just go behind the trees? Do they have plumbing in Rivendell?!). Obviously the present he got from us was just as nerdy, and I would highly recommend it to anyone who has a geek father – namely two books called Darth Vader and Son and Vader‘s Little Princess by Jeffrey Brown. They‘re little comics that show Darth Vader‘s life as a committed father to twins. I thought it was accurate because my dad obviously identified with Darth Vader a lot and I idolised Princess Leia (she is so hardcore, yeah!). 

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It‘s only  three more days until Christmas! Whoohhooo! Go see what Anna‘s favourite Christmas memory is over on her blog: www.tinytrinket.wordpress.com. I haven’t read it either, so you‘ll be joined by me… in a way… I suppose, right?

Lots of love from the roots of my heart!
xxx

Here’s my absolute favourite picture from Vader’s Little Princess btw!

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Source: http://www.thinkgeek.com

Blogmas (Day 21) – A Christmas Memory

Last friday I had actually planned on writing about a lovely Christmas memory – which I didn‘t do because I was so psyched about the new Star Wars movie (still am, but MOVING ON!). Although I used to call rainy weather «Star Wars Weather» when I was little (because I was not allowed to watch telly when the sun was out), there are of course better holiday memories to tell you about.

The one that has stuck with me the most is from when I was about seven years old. It was a few days before Christmas Day and my dad, who‘s a reverend, took me to a Christmas Party in the woods. This is something quite traditional in Switzerland and not as creepy as it sounds. Basically people working at church gather somewhere in a forest and decorate a tree, there‘s a little sermon and you sing Christmas carols. My dad was in the organising committee and quite spontaneously took me along. I just remember that sort of magical feel, standing in a dark forest and holding a candle and being a little, shining light. I felt so small and so big and so much a part of the world around me.

At the end there were presents and I was given a Tarzan picture book. The Disney movie had just come out and I loved that book so much. I read it over and over again on the train later that night. And then I wondered what would happen if I stuck a piece of the apple I was eating up my nose – and, being me, I simply tried. And then Tarzan landed on the floor and I was crying because I could not get the darn thing out of my nose.

We went to my grandparents‘ house for the night and I remember being taken in by my grandmother. She had been waiting up and, having removed all fruity remains from my nose, I felt so safe and wrapped up. My bed was already made and I think I fell asleep on the way from the porch to the guest room, and closing my eyes was so easy and harmless because arms would always catch me and carry me, and somebody would always tuck me in.

Now I feel I sometimes forget the light that I once felt I was, and I forget that just because I have to tuck myself in now there will always be arms to catch me.

Lots of love from the roots of my heart!
xxx

Anna’s blog turned 1 yesterday, so everyone, please go and congratulate her/it! You find her on http://www.tinytrinket.wordpress.com. Her blog’s amazing, as is she! 🙂

Also, here’s a song that reminds me of that Christmas!

Blogmas (Day 20) – Christmas in Godric’s Hollow

So, I have been thinking, you know, I collect the plushy Disney Princesses, right? Is there a Leia one? Does she count as a Disney Princess yet? Oh, the questions that haunt a student‘s mind!

Moving on! I‘ve just come home from a Harry Potter marathon at a friend‘s house (yes, we‘re staying on the geek road), and can I just repeat how utterly amazing Harry Potter is! We watched the last two films which I had last seen in the theatre. My friend has neither read the books nor seen the final movie, so she had no idea who was going to die and how the saga was going to end. That‘s, like, not knowing who won World War II! But she did an excellent job, she laughed at all the right puns and cried in the right moments. We were both hugging our part of the blanket when we got to the end of Part II, and just gasping for air.

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One of my favourite parts is when Harry and Hermione visit Godric‘s Hollow together where Harry was born and where his parents were killed. It‘s Christmas Eve and they stand at the grave of Harry‘s parents, and it‘s sad, but I just feel so much watching this. This is Harry who has been neglected by his family throughout his entire childhood, who‘s had to live with the legacy of being a war orphan, alive only by his mother‘s sacrifice. This is the closest he ever got to his parents in his adult life, and maybe just for a second he reflects on what could have been if they had survived. It may be a sad Christmas scene, but I think that this is essentially also where Harry gathers new hope. He was brought into the world being loved and he understands what this is worth in a world of hate.

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I know it‘s heart wrenching but this is just a boy who misses his parents and a lifetime of happiness he was refused when he was younger. And if we can‘t allow our hearts to be wrenched at Christmas, then when can we? I love this scene, especially considering how happy Harry is 19 years later. When they all stand on Platform 9 3/4 he is giving his children what he never had and he certainly does not wish to be dead. He finds his peace and I find that very reassuring.

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Now I really need to hit the hay or else I‘ll be pretty damn dead at work tomorrow!
Lots of love from the roots of my heart!
xxx

Blogmas (Day 19) – Funny Customers and a Birthday Dinner

Hello Hellooo!

So, today I was working at the check-out counter in the book shop and there was a huge line. One guy came up and he was buying a calendar and a book, and while I scanned his items he started checking out one of the children‘s books we have on display. He asked whether this was suitable for a two year old which I denied. He then said, «Well, but do you have anything for two year olds?» – Please note that he was standing in the friggin‘ children‘s section! I pointed him in the general direction of more suitable books, well aware that about twenty people were impatiently waiting for their turn. He left his stuff lying and just dashed off into the unknown. When he was back fifteen minutes later with some toy he pulled out his wallet and asked me if I could also give him a card, so he could attach this to the gift he was about to buy. I pointed him in the direction of the cards, and at least, this time, he had the decency to pay first before dashing off again. But you bet, he was back! And this time he did not want to wait, oh no! He just bluntly stepped up in front of me, handed me the card and the money and he was gone. Not to complain or anything, he was very friendly throughout the entire process – if a tad confused as to how shopping works. Poor guy.

On a different note, tonight I went out with my friends Anna and Magalie. If you don‘t know Anna yet – she‘s my blogger friend and you can find her on www.tinytrinket.wordpress.com.  She‘s also doing Blogmas this year and we are cooperating most days. Visit her and love her blog (and her, she‘s amazing!).

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Because it was my birthday last monday we had a belated celebration dinner at one of my favourite restaurants in Bern, Sous-Le-Pont. They have amazing vegetarian dishes, and although the clientele can be a bit dodgy at times (tonight some super drunk guy lifted a trap door and just aimlessly wandered around it for a while, then put it back in), the atmosphere‘s really nice. Later on we moved on to Tibits, another restaurant, where we had some Christmas inspired drinks and tried to read our future in the foam of my Chai Latte (it‘s looking pretty grand for all of us!). It was so good to hang out together again – it‘s so hard to meet up when everyone‘s busy with one thing or another. Especially now that we‘re studying at different universities and Anna who‘s moved to Zurich, it‘s so much harder finding a date to hang out that actually fits everybody. It‘s all the more special, though, when it finally happens of course.

Lots of love from the roots of my heart!
xxx

Blogmas (Day 18) – May the Force be with You

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Folks, we have a problem. I’m supposed to be writing about a jolly Christmas memory, but I have just seen the new Star Wars movie and it was so spectacular that I won’t be able to talk about much else for the next months. So, I’ll just be cheating and make this my favourite Christmas Memory… does that count? Just a little? I don’t want to spoil the film for anybody, but I really need to discuss this shit right now or I’ll burst. 

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First off, for a Disney movie a crap load of people die. What’s that all about? I got no warning whatsoever when I went to Disneyland last summer!

Then, let us all appreciate the fabulous volume of Ben Solo’s hair. What conditioner’s he using? And is it only available in a Galaxy Far Far Away or can I order it online? Because, seriously, he looks glorious!

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Source: http://www.vanityfair.com

Talking of Ben Solo, Han and Leia really suck at parenting. My parents raised us with their Laissez-Faire policy, and my siblings and I have never been tempted to blow up any solar systems. And Han and Leia really only have one child, why didn’t they just spoil him rotten and got him every stupid toy he wanted before he snapped?

And then, can someone please explain why everybody’s so trusting? «Hey, I’m a Stormtrooper and I hate my job!» – «Sure! Nice to meet you!» How does Poe know Finn wasn’t a lying Stormtrooper? How?

Also, why are the Dark Side’s vessels always so ill maintained (hello! you can physically lift up the floor by hand!), yet the Millennium Falcon works effortlessly after having been neglected for years?!

All of that aside – OMG HOW PRETTY IS DAISY RIDLEY! I loved her from the very first moment, she is one super protagonist, and where can I get her action figure, please?!

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As you can probably gather, I was absolutely smitten by the cinematic spectacle I just witnessed. The theatre was filled with devoted Star Wars fans who started shushing everybody even before the film had actually started, and they clapped once the end credits started rolling, and Harrison Ford is still hot, and I cried a little at the beginning when the theme music came on. 

In short: Go see Star Wars VII, because it is life changing!
Lots of love from the roots of my heart!
xxx

Don’t forget to say hi to Anna who is not a Star Wars fan and still sat through the entire movie with me! You find her on http://www.tinytrinket.wordpress.com

Blogmas (Day 17) – «Just a Girl in a Silly Outfit»

Hello Lovelies!

In my first Blogmas post this year I stated that I’m «just a girl in a silly outfit.» And it’s so so true. I have a terrible fashion sense and most days I care very little about what people might think of my attire. Of course, I have a limit, too, but yeah. The two things I adore most in the world are dresses or skirts and cute socks. Seriously, whenever I am bored I go to H&M and buy a new pair of socks. I’d probably look in the Mirror of Erised and see myself covered in socks. It’s that bad.

And dresses. *Sigh.* I have quite the collection of ridiculous dresses and skirts, and one of my absolute favourites is a knitted Christmas themed skirt that my mum hates beyond anything. But I just love it so much!

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Just look at all the cute embroidery shit there is to this amazing piece of clothing! Reindeers, snowflakes, stars… so many Christmas feels right there!

IMG_20151217_225259 The socks don’t combine, but they are so fluffy and I got them for my birthday. Let it happen.

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So I tried getting a picture of how I combined this super amazing skirt, but I’m home alone, so bear with me. I’m so sorry for the incredibly bad photography, I know it’s blurry and the light is all bad, blah blah blah. I’m not a beauty blogger, okay? I just wanted to show off my skirt. Please celebrate its awesomeness with me.

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Lots of Love from the Roots of my Heart!
xxx

Pleeeeaaase also visit my friend Anna on her blog on http://www.tinytrinket.wordpress.com. She is my gorgeous partner in crime this Christmas season, so give her some love and a cuddle and possibly a follow. 

Blogmas (Day 16) – «It’s Going To Be Okay»

Today I was initially going to write about my Christmas shopping, but alas I left my purse at home this afternoon, and although the Swiss are very generous, not even my boss would let me have stuff for free. But that’s okay, because this time last year I was feeling a bit nostalgic and I wrote a poem about Honduras and the book shop I’m working at. Maybe it’s being around books that always makes me miss things, but I’m in that same sort of state at the moment, and I hope you like my poem.

I miss a lot of things.

I miss going to work for that first time last year.
I miss the smell of smoke and sweat and cardboard boxes in the hallway.
I miss the way my feet hurt every night.

I’m still working there now.

But it’s not the same.
It’s not the «I never want to leave this place.»
It’s more.
It’s less.

My feet still hurt.

I miss seeing Honduras from above.
For the first time.
I miss the feeling of «It’s going to be okay.»
Because it really was, you know?

I miss the song
Chim-Chim-Chiminike!
All day long.
I wanted to listen to it forever.
I didn’t want to lose it.
That song.
It was mine.

I miss the voices.
«Hola Gringa!»
The way they could carress my name.
Every Hello came with a hug.
Every hug lasted a lifetime.
Like the song.

Everybody hated the song btw.

I miss the dancing.
I hate dancing
But I was taught to love it.
Hands touching hands.
Lips touching lips.
It was a fairy tale.

But a slutty one.

I miss that side of me.
The «It’s going to be okay» side.
Because it really was, you know?

«One day I’m going to marry you.»
«Okay.»
It’s a promise
That we’ll never keep.
But we mean it
Nevertheless.

I miss eating
Until I need new pants.

«When are you leaving?»
«Never.»

I miss
Myself.

Just a little.
The me that knew
That it was going to be okay.

Because it really was, you know?

Lots of Love from the Roots of my Heart!
xxx

Again, I lost track of what Anna’ll be writing about tonight. Let’s have a look together, shall we? Her blog is right here under http://www.tinytrinket.wordpress.com

 

Blogmas (Day 15) – Christmas Lights in Bern

Hello my supercalifragilisticexpialidocious friends!

If I had to choose one single favourite place in the entire world, I would always say it’s Bern. I loved Auckland and its beaches and I adored Tegucigalpa with all the delicious foods, there’s so many amazing cultural events and parties in Berlin and Hamburg, fantastic Afternoon Tea in London – but I’m nowhere as comfortable and happy as I am in Bern. I always think it’s a tiny bit magical, so tonight I would like to share some of that magic with you lovely folks!
I was initially going to take the photos myself but haven’t really had the time. So instead I chose a few lovely pictures from @bern_pictures which you can easily find on Instagram.

 

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© by Jonathan Liechti
@ilove_Bern (Instagram)
Source: @ilove_bern (Instagram)

I hope you enjoyed that and I’m wishing you happy 10 days until Christmas (Whoop Whoop!).
Lots of Love from the Roots of my Heart!
xxx

And of course you should have look at Anna’s blog, too! Anna is cooperating with me this Blogmas season, and I seriously have no idea what she’ll be talking about tonight! Hang out on her blog for a while (as will I) on http://www.tinytrinket.wordpress.com. She’s better than me! (but don’t leave me, ‘k?)

Blogmas (Day 14) – Birthday Reflections

I know it‘s way past midnight, but I‘ve only just got off celebrating my 23rd birthday! Yaay! I had such a wonderful day and I feel so so blessed and happy and full of cake, and I can‘t wait for the next one to come.

I just looked at my pile of presents and thought about all the things that I got and all the things that I didn‘t get and I realised that maybe this pile of presents isn‘t even that important. All my friends came over for dinner and I didn‘t make enough potatoes and I forgot to buy white wine, but we still had a wonderful time.

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When I look back on my past birthdays I can‘t remember a single bad day. It‘s the one day I get to pick the music and nobody complains about my Christmas/Disney/Backstreet Boys playlist. I can choose bloody Frozen napkins and wear my reindeer antlers, and everybody accepts it without laughing. I always feel like I get to be myself to the absolute fullest on this one day. And when I look back I don‘t remember the presents. Did I get a book or a DVD or chocolates, who knows! But I do remember that I have never been alone and that makes me feel super special! And that‘s the biggest gift, and it‘s not corny because it‘s true. If I could wish for one thing it‘s that there will always be lovely faces around my table on my birthday and that I will always feel as loved.

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Getting older is scary sometimes because we are never quite who we want to be. I haven‘t published a bestselling novel yet, I haven‘t met my future husband yet, I haven‘t even moved out yet – so many things I was sure to have done before turning 20! But here I am, and it‘s just okay. So maybe I‘ll publish a bestseller next year, or the year after. Maybe I won‘t have children until I‘m 30. Maybe I‘ll still be living with my mum in spring. That‘s fine, because there are so many things more that define me and my personal happiness and so long as I‘m not alone and so long as I‘m loved I think I‘m exactly where I‘m supposed to be.

Sorry for the slightly delayed post! Cheers to you all!
Lots of Love from the Roots of my Heart!
xxx