FINALLY Friday (time for some Friday letters!)

Letter to Santa (Photo: Great Beyond)

It’s Friday again, and this week I am unbelievably glad that it’s finally arrived. Work has been slow for past few days (which I actually find worse than when it’s stupidly busy and I have to do overtime – although the up side is that I got to leave at 3 p.m. today becasue there was just no point in me staying for another 2 hours) and it feels like everyone has just been waiting for the week to end. I am now on holiday for two whole weeks!! The thing I am looking forward to the most? Sleeping for more than 6 hours at a time! Anyway, here are my final Friday letters before Christmas.

Dear Thoughts Appear. You mentioning Gremlins on your blog made me realise just how long it is since I’ve seen that film. I didn’t have it in my collection, so naturally I had to order it, and it arrived the other day (in time for Christmas!). I’m sooo looking forward to watching it. Thank you for the inspiration!

Dear boyfriend. We’ve had our ups and downs, but overall I think this year’s been good. Thank you for making such an effort recently. I love you!!

Dear Christmas. I have finally written and posted all my cards, finished wrapping gifts and got all my parcels sent off (some of which probably won’t actually arrive on time…). I think I’m almost ready for you to come now.

Dear magic housework fairy. My flat currently looks like a bomb’s hit it, and I really want to get it cleaned up in time for Christmas. If you’re not too busy, a little help would be very much appreciated!

Dear friends. PLEASE could you stop having babies/getting married for a while? I now have three cross stitch samplers to do, for April, May and June and I have no idea how I’m going to manage!

Thank you (Photo credit: Avard Woolaver)

Dear readers. Thank you for all your lovely comments on the state of my relationship. All of your opinions and advice are very much appreciated. As is the fact that you read my drivel at all. You are amazing – every single one of you!

Dear rest of the year. Do you think you could maybe go a little slower than the months leading up to you have? I need some time to sleep, and I also need to work on various cross stitch samplers (at this point, I feel the need to reiterate that I have three events to stucth for!), spend time with my boyfriend and we are going to Luxembourg for New Year. Of course, if the world ends tonight this won’t be necessary 😉

Dear world. If you’re actually going to end could you please get on with it. I’m sick of hearing about Mayan calendars now…

Dear boyfriend (again). Didn’t anyone ever tell you ebing ill on Christmas is not allowed?! You need to hurry up and recover from your cold. And don’t go giving it to me either – I don’t have time to be ill this close to Christmas!

That’s all from me. I now have to go back out in the pouring rain to purchase some vegetables for tonight’s tea. And after that I have a date with some dirty dishes. Housework fairy, I’m waiting!

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In which I become male and my boyfriend is the root of all evil

My internet is going incredibly slow at the moment. I blame all the people searching for information about the end of the world. It’s going to happen on Wednesday apparantly. We’re all going to be sucked into oblivion by a black hole built by Swiss scientists. I always knew you couldn’t trust the Swiss. Nobody can really be that neutral.

Anyway, I wanted to tell you all about my weekend. So…
The karting ended up being sort of fun, although it was exactly as scary as I was expecting. Luckily I didn’t have to stay in for the whole time (60 minutes!). I only spent about 25 minutes in the car and just from that my arms are aching. While everyone else sped around the track like lunatics I chose to go incredibly slowly, never managing to get all the way round in under a minute. The others were in teams of two, taking turns to drive the kart. Jan was in the team that came first (mostly becasue the person he was in a team with had been before and was incredibly fast). I on the other hand was dead last. Good job I’m not at all competetive!

Later we went to Vögelbräu where we played “what am I”, a variation on the old game where everyone has the name of a person stuck to their head and has to find out who they are by asking questions which can be answered with yes or no. Except in this case it wasn’t just people that were stuck on our foreheads, but could be anything. People, things, concepts… the possibilities were endless. At one point I was “male” and Jan had “the root of all evil” stuck to his forehead.

I’m now exhausted and my arms are too tired to type, so I’m off to relax with a nice cup of tea and a book that will allow me to switch of my brain completely. I’m sure I have some crappy chick lit around here somewhere that will do nicely…