Every year, my boyfriend and I take part in a kid’s camp in the summer. My “job” is doing all the handicrafts with the children, something I absolutely love doing, even if there are some kids out there who are seriously artistically challenged. This year’s theme is “Vikings”, which is why I have been racking my brain what kinds of things I could make with all the participating kids for this years big “Vikings Game”. This is what I came up with: (prepare to laugh)
That one oral exam happening next week has brought out just as much “exam behavior” as all the written tests I have already taken, which is strange, as this oral exam is not even close to being as horrifc as the written ones. Stil, the typical symptoms are starting to show…general weariness, inability to relax even when laying in a bathtub, and an inability to stop stuffing my face with food. While stress-eating probably looks a little different, I still notice that this past half year, whenever pressure got too much, I had the desire to prepare something extravagant in my kitchen…and, obviously, then eat it.
I have been sitting around the apartment waiting for my boyfriend to bring home some groceries for about 3 hours, but he still hasn’t shown. I’m guessing his training is running a little long, so I finally gave in to the roaring starving monster that has been screaming in my belly.
What’s Christmas like in your respective families? Do you have big family dinners throughout the holidays, or do you prefer a quieter Christmas celebration amongst your closest family?
I know I have been MIA the past three days, and I am so sorry to leave you all hanging after posting daily before. Those of you who have been following my posts (and if you aren’t yet – WHY NOT???!) will know that I was traveling for two days as I had been invited to a function to give a speech on my bachelor’s thesis. So, naturally, I didn’t get to/have to do any cooking. I was positively surprised by the hotel I was staying at, as they served lactose-free and soy milk products with every meal – that is far from normal here in Germany.
I had to ride the train for 5 hours to get to the function on Friday, and yesterday, after successfully delivering my speech, I got on the train again to get home. However, instead of taking 5 hours, the trip took me 7 1/2. How is that possible, you ask? Well, my first train arrived late, my second train was cancelled, which meant I had to take another train, which in turn was late again, and, the final train I got into, arrived late also. It was a grand day to be using public transportation, I tell you!