and as the sky's falling down it crashed into this lonely town, and with that shadow upon the ground I hear my people screaming out

Hi strangers. I didn't exactly think I'd be this absent on my blog. The days have passed in a blur, and I can't quite tell the days from each other. I wrote a list of things I'd want to write about, but it's too much-- could probably write a whole book. Maybe I'll write about some of them soon. But in this blogpost I just want to reminisce about Christmas Eve. I've just gotten home from watching the newest Hobbit movie, hence the title of this blogpost. I was so insanely proud to hear Ed Sheeran when the credits started rolling. I'm not quite sure what to think about the movie, to be honest. But then again, I kept comparing it to the book, and well, that's like asking for a bad movie experience. Anyway, Christmas Eve was a build of excitement, and as per usual, I watched Cinderella (Askepott og de tre nøttene). Which is a tradition in our household-- it's somehow not a Christmas without watching it for me. So promptly at 11:00 am, I was lying on the floor on top of a big teddy bear with a blanket across my body, watching the movie. It occurred to me that I never really do any work on Christmas Eve. My parents and other sisters make the food, and I'm just there to clean. Anyway, we had to time our dinner to David's sleeping pattern, as we usually eat quite late and start opening presents really late. Also, we open it one by one, so it takes loads of time. I was the one to pick out presents this year, which sucks, because I feel like I can't be opening presents for myself during, which means I ended up having a load of presents for myself to unwrap at the end of our unwrapping session. Also, note to myself: don't sit on a Christmas present, as it will give you a bruise. Yes, that did actually happen. I must say that I got a lot of the things I wished for, and a lot of things I didn't even realise I was wishing for. It's strange how when you grow older, Christmas gets new meanings. For me it means family time, and I've certainly spent loads of time with my family. The first bulk of my family is leaving tomorrow, which will be a sad sight, albeit it'll be refreshing to start a new year soon. The chocolate Santa is a calendar gift, and I ate most of it's face today. Tasted very sugary. As for my health, my cough is living it's own life. Right now I'm coughing quite a bit. But yesterday my nose was mostly running. It's been switching between those the last few days. Oh well. I'll see you sooner or later! I still hope you're having a great holiday xx.