Does it come better than this? A soft, stretchy outfit WITH GLITTER! It must be the ideal Christmas outfit. Room for food. The ability to sit down by the gifts under the tree – without fear of shutting off blood supply to your legs. AND glitter. And, not to forget, a small deep back. Soft AND festive. That’s all I ask of this Christmas.
Are you getting ready for Christmas?
The days are slipping away, and although I know I’ll have gifts and other purchases covered in time, the mere idea of the stores being closed for days does pose a considerable stress factor.
Right now, I’ve got nothing covered. Well, yes, the gifts for my nieces. But grocery shopping for Christmas Eve – we need to put in a huge order with Nemlig or Coop. Oh yes, we always choose the easiest, cleverest solution. It’s genius to shop from your kitchen. It’s a must-do.
And then I need to sort out Adam’s gift – something that takes up quite a lot of mental space. Because even though we’ve cut down on the gift giving and purchasing considerably, we have agreed to give each other something. But something else. Something special – in the sense that it has to be an experience. Or art. Art or culture. So, I’m currently searching through online galleries, which might sell something for human money, and I’m a bit hooked on the idea of finding a lithography. A signed limited edition piece. That’s pretty affordable compared to original art – including pieces by Danish artists such as Tal R, Husk mit navn, Cathrine Raben Davidsen etc. It’s still expensive so I also want to make sure that he likes it, right? It will after all be hanging on our walls for the both of us to look at forever. And enjoy. Adam was pretty clever and found a piece of art for my morning gift – which I loved so much, but which we actually swapped for another, as it was quite similar to another piece that we were gifted for our wedding. Same artist and same series. So, it is doable – exchanging, in case it doesn’t hit the spot.
Hm… We are not quite there yet – and there is the other option, i.e. ‘culture.’ An experience, a trip, a hotel stay. Something along those lines – which will be good for all three of us. But it requires both of my hands. And they are pretty occupied currently.
But rather than letting all of the tasks exhaust me, I’m gonna take a deep breath and trust that everything will work out. I’m yet to experience a Christmas where anything was lacking. In terms of food and gifts. And with the ambitions lowered slightly on the gift front and clever solutions with webshopping on top of that (I’ve ordered a happy organic duck from OCD in northern Jutland), it will be Christmas all right.
Rather than doing so much in such a short time, which December often becomes all about, what with Christmas gatherings, Christmas wrap-ups, arts and crafts, gift shopping, food shopping, Lucia parade and everything in-between, we should focus on spending the darkest, most intimate month of the year mindfully. Shouldn’t we? Without making ‘should’ into a bad conscience factor. But we should focus more on gazing inward. Intimacy, intimacy. The weather and lack of light sort of invite for that, right? Grab that book on the bedside table, which has been lying there since the summer (because when the holidays ended we didn’t really get any further). Take some time to look back on the year and make sure to savour the best moments. Whether it’s on the mental photo roll or something that needs to enter the real world on paper. Maybe take some time to gather all of the good stuff and appreciate it on the pages of a physical photo album. We don’t do that anymore! Or, I don’t. Do you? Get around to making photo albums. Printing the memories? I obviously do it weekly in the ‘Everyday Snaps’ posts. But an album for the bookcase? Nope. Instead, I’ve got 25,000 photos on my phone! And that’s quite a shame, isn’t it? This way, no one gets to enjoy them, including myself. Maybe I want to have that as an ambition – also to make sure that Eddie has something to flip through as he gets older. I’ve always loved that. My mum’s folders full of plastic sheets and fading pictures.
I’d like to make 2019 increasingly analogue. More physical books. More walks. More moments with no other source of entertainment than each other. That’s gotta be my wish – but without scolding myself if I fall into the Netflix trap.
PS: I bought Morten Pape’s ‘Guds bedste børn’ (‘God’s Best Children’) in Thiemers Magasin – a Christmas present from me to me!