norsk christmas makes me itch
Christmas in Norway is really long...which is both good and bad. I think it is great that the parties and good food and great company last longer than two days, and it is a natural build up into the New Year...one enormous party, if you will.
But, it also means that you have to wear tights a lot. Every day is a dress up day and I have to admit that in the last few years I have not been much of a dress up girl. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy dressing up every now and then, but I start running out of clothes fast. Like after the first day. And tights itch. And they serve as an uncomfortable reminder of the fact that waistlines tend to expand a bit during the Holidays....as if we all didn't know that already and somehow needed a circulation-cutting piece of nylon around our midsections that says "Hey! You sure are eating a lot of salmon and cookies and stuff!" Thanks, tights. You're coming off and I'm not putting you on until next Christmas.
But, it also means that you have to wear tights a lot. Every day is a dress up day and I have to admit that in the last few years I have not been much of a dress up girl. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy dressing up every now and then, but I start running out of clothes fast. Like after the first day. And tights itch. And they serve as an uncomfortable reminder of the fact that waistlines tend to expand a bit during the Holidays....as if we all didn't know that already and somehow needed a circulation-cutting piece of nylon around our midsections that says "Hey! You sure are eating a lot of salmon and cookies and stuff!" Thanks, tights. You're coming off and I'm not putting you on until next Christmas.
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