Is it january yet ?
I feel like a little girl again, eagerly awaiting Christmas. Remember the Christmas atmosphere from when you were a kid.
Nothing can ever top that. My brothers home from college - with all the inevitable arguments that followed them home - ?
Traditional Christmas dinner ( konijn op zijn vlaams met pruimen) and of course the most important part; eagerly waiting to open each and every tantalizing present lying under the Christmas tree.
... and then you grow up, and Christmas loses some of its appeal and I'm afraid for me, the real magic of it was lost after my father died.
A little of it was restore when the twins got old enough to love the magic of it. ...
And then there were three years of losing myself to the glorious magic of Middle Earth brought to life by Mr Peter Jackson.
The anticipation for each movie, that first overwhelming viewing, and then trying to squeeze in as many viewings as possible during the Christmas holidays.
A different kind of magic, still wish I could have shared it with my dad, he would have loved these movies so much.
Now Christmas has become a quiet affair.
A time to relax, time to read, listen to music, marathon sessions of DVD watching, doctor Who Christmas special. ...
and last year there was ofcourse Torchwood, and John Barrowmans Radio Christmas concert.
This year Christmas will be quiet again, time to relax, time to read, listen to music and watch marathon sessions of DVD (extras),
Doctor Who Christmas special and counting the days till Torchwood starts again.
That is why I want it to be january already.
Second season of Torchwood, and the tidbits and spoilers I've read so far all make me antsy with anticipation.
And Happy, and that is a new one as well, cause usually spoilers tend to make me feel miserably disappointed and angry at myself for being lurked into the dark side again. I keep telling myself " do not read spoilers" but the flesh is weak.
This time though it was different, definitely on high, and boy do they make me feel good and happy.
So yes I'm still looking forward to Christmas, and certainly to being able to relax a bit, and watching DVD's and the doctor Who Christmas special, and listening to the Jerry Herman concert, and finally getting to hear John's fabulous rendition of "I am what I am" and whatever other stuff the Barrowman Broadcast Company has to offer during the holls.
.... and no, I'm not feeling bitter anymore about my budget not allowing me to make a trip to the UK to go and see him in Panto, and I stopped regretting that going to one of his concerts in april was a no no as well. At least that is what I'm pretending.
however can it be january already?
Nothing can ever top that. My brothers home from college - with all the inevitable arguments that followed them home - ?
Traditional Christmas dinner ( konijn op zijn vlaams met pruimen) and of course the most important part; eagerly waiting to open each and every tantalizing present lying under the Christmas tree.
... and then you grow up, and Christmas loses some of its appeal and I'm afraid for me, the real magic of it was lost after my father died.
A little of it was restore when the twins got old enough to love the magic of it. ...
And then there were three years of losing myself to the glorious magic of Middle Earth brought to life by Mr Peter Jackson.
The anticipation for each movie, that first overwhelming viewing, and then trying to squeeze in as many viewings as possible during the Christmas holidays.
A different kind of magic, still wish I could have shared it with my dad, he would have loved these movies so much.
Now Christmas has become a quiet affair.
A time to relax, time to read, listen to music, marathon sessions of DVD watching, doctor Who Christmas special. ...
and last year there was ofcourse Torchwood, and John Barrowmans Radio Christmas concert.
This year Christmas will be quiet again, time to relax, time to read, listen to music and watch marathon sessions of DVD (extras),
Doctor Who Christmas special and counting the days till Torchwood starts again.
That is why I want it to be january already.
Second season of Torchwood, and the tidbits and spoilers I've read so far all make me antsy with anticipation.
And Happy, and that is a new one as well, cause usually spoilers tend to make me feel miserably disappointed and angry at myself for being lurked into the dark side again. I keep telling myself " do not read spoilers" but the flesh is weak.
This time though it was different, definitely on high, and boy do they make me feel good and happy.
So yes I'm still looking forward to Christmas, and certainly to being able to relax a bit, and watching DVD's and the doctor Who Christmas special, and listening to the Jerry Herman concert, and finally getting to hear John's fabulous rendition of "I am what I am" and whatever other stuff the Barrowman Broadcast Company has to offer during the holls.
.... and no, I'm not feeling bitter anymore about my budget not allowing me to make a trip to the UK to go and see him in Panto, and I stopped regretting that going to one of his concerts in april was a no no as well. At least that is what I'm pretending.
however can it be january already?