a weekend in november
Time is so volatile here. It's like I'm stuck in this wonderland, where time doesn't exist, only silence and the smell of wet grass; but suddenly the spell breaks and it's already Tuesday, mid November, and I'm trying not to think about all the work I need to do. Anyway, enough of that, let's have a look at what I did during the weekend:
On Friday night my mum, sister and I went to the Christmas market in Huseby. I haven't been for years and was beyond excited. We drank glögg that tasted of saffron, ate all the cheese we could find, bought (and ate) newly made candy canes that were still warm and soft, and our noses turned red in the cold air.
On Saturday we celebrated my grandmother's 80th birthday with a big party. Almost the whole family was there (apart from one uncle and a couple of cousins), it was so good to see them again and catchup on what's happened the last 3 years (yeah, we're spread out all over the world, so we only get to see each other every 3-5 years or so). We ate masses of food and cake, my dad walked into a hatstand and got a black eye, told half-forgotten stories of mischief and adventures, it was a messy mix of English and Swedish and my brain was so happy to not having to separate the two. I didn't take any photos, but here's one from the day after of almost all the party guests (two uncles and their families + a family friend had already left). We look somewhat alike, don't we?
Since the party was held outside Trollhättan, I decided to take a detour on my way home and finish the weekend/start the week with this super person in Borås!! I've missed Nastasja so, so much. We talked and talked and talked, laughed until our stomachs started to hurt, got caught in the rain, studied, and drank lots of tea. It felt so precious to be able to just casually spend time together, watch bad TV and just sit quiet beside each other in the sofa, stuff you miss out on when you're separated by the North Sea. ♥