im having my holidays, it started last wednesday. after all those semester-end rush i was finally planning to catch back on my blog and life, but the only thing i was able to do is to sleep, eat, candy crush, and watch tv (csi, criminal minds, mentalist – triple marathon to turn my brain off). for a week. my productive peak was two days ago: i made muffins. 20 of them. which of course i ate all in front of the tv. i love holidays, really.
the end of the semester was a little crazy. and on the last week i managed to catch food poisoning. … … okay, alcohol poisoning. and not because of that! we had a glass of wine for dinner, as we usually do, almost every eve, but that wine was bad. i dont count myself as dumb for wines either, but we even had sommeliers in our company there, we even had been drinking from that brand of wine before, it was not something we didnt know, or have nothing to do with, and im telling you nothing was wrong with the wine for taste. i had 1 and a half glass, and there were 5 of us for that one bottle, so you can imagine how much was for one person, nothing close to “too much”. but the next day none of us who drank from that bottle could stand up, incredible headache, and a level of nausea i didnt experience since i was 16. i tried to get myself back together and catch the train in the early morning, but i turned in the next city, came back home, and fell into the bed. i slept 30 hours in a row. 20 hours in one day, plus a little from the day before and plus a little from the day after. it makes it 30 hours in a row! i broke my personal record.
and all this happened in the very middle of our last week, in the very middle of the endless schedule of project deadlines. such an amazingly great timing.
the weekend i spent outside in the garden. our december feels like october. which is actually kind of nice, it was around 15 celsius outside, clear sky, sunshine. i helped a little in the garden, gathered some left-over vegetables, we ate them for the dinner, it was lovely. gardening is so on my bucket list. even my fathers’ bees woke up and started to work, such an unusual december.
no hopes for white christmas though. but what i hate the most is cold grey winter without snow. if its that uncomfortable i want at least some snow under my boots. i love snow, the sparkle, the light in the night. now we dont have snow, but at least its not cold and grey either. that’s fair, i can live with that.
because i barely have photos of my honey, so i tortured him a little with it on the weekend. he hates taking photos. i call his name, he looks up, sees the camera in my hands and turns away instantly. i have like half a second to take anything of him. i would say he doesnt have confidence and maybe gets shy because of the camera .. i would say that if i didnt know him, and remember how he attacked a horse without a blink of an eye last year. or had a glorious fight with a mastiff (french mastiff i believe) at the neighbour over a lady dog. thats my honey. i dont know what he has against my camera.