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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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

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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!

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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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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

Blogmas (Day 13) – Book Shop Stories (Things People Say To Me)

During the festive season I always work in a local book shop which is massive loads of fun. I spend most of my time working at the gift wrapping station, sometimes I’m stood behind the check out, quite often giving useless advice to lost customers (did that lady ever find the restroom? We’ll never know…). I really love my job, it just never gets boring. For today’s post I decided to share some of the things with you that custormers have said to me over the years. Enjoy!

*Me, tearing off a price tag before wrapping the book up.*
Customer: What the heck are you doing?
*I show him the tag.*
Customer: Is this how much it costs in Euros? Why is it so much cheaper in Euros?!
Me: I don‘t know, I don‘t decide those things.
Customer: Well, I have you know that this is a crime!
Me: It sure is.
*I start to pull off another price tag on the other side of the book.*
Customer: What are you doing now?
*Again, I show him the tag.*
Customer: No, no, no, leave that on!
Me: But Sir, you can see the price on this!
Customer: Damn right you can. I want those bastards to know how much I spent on them!

Customer: What book can you recommend for a thirteen year old that doesn‘t like to read?
Me: Diary of a Whimpy Kid is really funny.
Customer: Does it have a deeper moral?
Me: I guess…?
Customer: I‘m going to ask a professional!

Customer: Have you been to Kiel? I met this sweet couple that lives there.
Me: Yes. It‘s very lovely. As is Hamburg.
Customer: I‘ve never been. But I really love Berlin. I go there every year.
Me: Well, Germany is a great country.
Customer: *shudders* Oh no, I don‘t like it at all. The people are just terrible!
Me: Yes, well, I have a lot of family there, so I guess they grew on me.
Customer: See, this would never happen to me, those folks are dreadful!

Customer: *showing me a pink book with hearts and glittery snow flakes on the cover* Do you think a boy would enjoy this, too?
Me: I don‘t see a reason why not, but it does seem to be designed for girls.
Customer: I DON‘T CARE, I WANT HIM TO READ WHATEVER IT IS I‘M GIVING TO HIM!

Customer: I have read almost all of the books you have on crime.
Me: Have you read The Cuckoo‘s Calling?
Customer: NO!
Me: *Suggestively* It‘s by the same author that wrote the Harry Potter series.
Customer: I HATE Harry Potter! Don‘t want to read it, don‘t want to watch it!

Not to mention the guy who got really upset because there was a queue at every single check out counter and we could not, by any means, provide him with a satisfying answer as to why. Or the woman who yelled at me because she «WANTED NO BLOODY CHRISTMAS PAPER, AND THESE ARE CLEARLY SANTA HATS THOSE PENGUINS ARE WEARING!» Completely my fault, I understand. She’s also «NEVER COMING BACK!» All because of me.

I feel very sorry for all the people who had to leave slightly upset because I didn’t laugh at their racist jokes or because my hand slipped while tying a bow. But I’m also insanely grateful for them because they make for a good laugh in the staff room.

I hope this made you laugh too!
Lots of Love from the Roots of my Heart!
xxx

Blogmas (Day 12) – My Favourite Christmas Movies

Hellooo!

Now that I have passed most of my exams for the semester, I finally have the time again to watch the occasional Christmas movie. I‘m a big believer in Christmas movies (who‘d have guessed!) and I am very excited to tell you about my favourites!

Three Gifts for Cinderella, 1973

Harry Potter and the Philosopher‘s Stone, 2001

Love Actually, 2003

Rise of the Guardians, 2012

Star Wars, all of them!

The Santa Clause, 1994

Sissi, 1955

Frozen, 2013

Home Alone, 1990

Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer, 1998

I realise that not all of these movies are strictly speaking Christmas movies. But hey, Star Wars VII is released so close to Christmas, it‘s starting to feel like a pretty damn festive film.

Lots of Love from the Roots of my heart!
xxx

 

Blogmas (Day 11) – A Christmas Story

Hello Lovelies!

For tonight’s post I decided to share a little Christmas story with you. I actually dug one up I wrote a few years back, and I was going to let you read it, but so far I haven’t mustered up the energy to properly edit that shit. So maybe another day.

But here’s one story that makes me smile everytime. The original story is by Toni Lauerer. I translated it from the Bavarian, so I undertook a couple of changes, because no one would understand why the word «Apfent» is funny.

It was three weeks before Christmas, when Dad finally put up the nativitiy set in the living room. Because we begged and got on his nerves, my little sister and I were finally allowed to assist him.

Most nativity sets are boring, but ours happened to be the opposite, because it contained the most awesome characters. Well, it gradually ended up containing them, anyway. It started with me putting the nativity set quite close to the fire that was burning in the oven, because I was worried about Joseph and Baby Jesus catching a cold. But, as it turned out, it was way too hot for them there. Baby Jesus turned all black and Joseph split into a thousand pieces. One of his feet actually landed in mum‘s cookie mixture, and, boy, did she yell at me. Sure, it was not a pretty sight at all. Mum mourned that not even the Saints were save from my actions.

It was a bit sad to see Mary standing there all on her own. So I organised some company for her. Joseph was replaced by Donald Duck. I wanted to use Asterix as Baby Jesus, because he‘s the only figure that is so small it fits in the crib. But mum insisted that Asterix was not fit for the role of Jesus (not even when he was still pooping himself) and that I should leave Baby Jesus as he was. Sure, he was black, but he still looked like Baby Jesus.
Behind Baby Jesus, there were two oxen, a donkey, a hippopotamus and a brontosaurus. I‘d put the hippopotamus and the brontosaurus the because the oxen and the donkey were just really really dull.

On the right hand side of the barn, the Three Wise Men were trudging along.
One of them had fallen down the previous year while dad had been cleaning. Now we had Two Wise Men and One Wise Batman.
Usually, the Wise Men have loads of shit for Baby Jesus, like gold and frankincense and myrrh; ours were carrying a chewing gum paper instead of gold, but it glittered all the same. And one of them was holding onto a Marlboro, because we had no frankincense, but when you light a Marlboro it smells too, so the difference wasn‘t all too grave. Batman had a gun with him. It wasn‘t technically a present for Baby Jesus, but he‘d use it to defend the Holy Family from the dinosaur.

Right behind the Three Wise Men, a couple of red skinned Indians and a very pale looking angel were stood. The angel had lost a foot, and he was now sitting on a motor cycle, so he would not be hurting so much at the arrival of Baby Jesus. He could ride the motor cycle, too, if he wasn‘t too busy flying.

On the barn‘s left hand side, Red Riding Hood was standing. She was carrying a pizza and some wheat for her grandmother. We couldn‘t find a wolf anywhere, so instead, behind the tree, there was a luring calf.

There wasn‘t anything else in our nativity set, but I always felt that was quite enough. In the evening we always turned on the little lights and illuminated the whole scene, which made it even more spectacular. We always sat around it and sang Christmas Carols, and it wasn‘t perfect, but it was us, and that would always be good enough.

Lots of Love from the Roots of my Heart!
xxx

Blogmas (Day 10) – Anna’s Ferrero Rocher Cupcakes

Hellooo all you beautiful people reading this!

Sooo, what‘s been happening today? Well, for today‘s post I was supposed to go to Anna‘s house and bake cupcakes with her yesterday. But because it was Tobias‘ birthday and I had no cake I decided to stay at home and leave the cupcake making to Anna. She has sent me the pictures, though, and they look absolutely stunning! I can‘t believe that little twit hasn‘t come by the book shop today to have me try one!

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I will definitely try and make these in some near headed future. If your mouth waters just looking at the photos, then you can actually make them yourself. And I suggest you do, because I‘m starting to believe I may never have known happiness! (on second thought, though, I did make a pretty mean chocolate roulade yesterday!)

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Have a very chocolatey Christmas time!
Lots of Love from the Roots of my Heart!
xxx

The original recipe’s from the Hummingbird Bakery. Also, make sure you visit Anna on her blog http://www.tinytrinket.wordpress.com to say thanks for sharing this beautiful recipe with the rest of the world!

Blogmas (Day 9) – Oh Bother, Little Brother

Part of the reason why I love the Christmas season so much is because there‘s a lot of birthdays to celebrate. Today my baby brother turned 21, he can now legally buy alcohol in the United States. Yuss!

Tobias is one of my favourite people to be around. I think once you‘ve beaten a person up enough times, then all there is left to do is become friends with them. We have stayed up nights on end discussing Doctor Who or watching Harry Potter parodies on Youtube. We once played the Sims together and created a green super smart and incredibly evil baby – actually, I still think that was hilarious of us to do! Not to mention the time we watched Twilight together and commented on the entire movie.

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I really don‘t understand people who refuse to get along with their siblings – Tobias can be utterly useless, I swear, but he‘s so much fun to be around most of the time. Unless he‘s being a stinking bugger, that‘s when I suggest him moving off to live on the moon. And stay there. And stink in his own filth. Yeeah!
But other than that, we laugh a lot. I think we‘ve entered that stage where we‘re in our own little Harnickell Universe. There are so many things we can pee ourselves about laughing that outsiders can only shake their heads at. And yes, that even includes our parents and other siblings. That‘s how hardcore the two of us are!

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We celebrated as a family at my grandmother‘s house where she had a massive dinner prepared and then stuffed us with dessert – I‘d told her I would bring the birthday cake, yet, somehow, we still ended up with two cakes and some sort of home made strawberry cream. It was so unbelievably delicious and I‘m just so so full now. May you, too, have a grandmother whose cooking is as amazingly glorious as mine‘s. 

The nice thing about having a brother is that I never have to worry about how I look when I leave the house to go out with him. I can put on lipstick or I can leave it. He‘ll always tell me I look fat and ugly. He‘s such a charmer!

Lots of Love from the Roots of my Heart!
xxx