Okay. Christmas 2004 is somewhat over now. It’s the third day after Christmas Eve (as we call the 24th here), and we’re all sound and good about the presents, the food and such. I’m currently at work. The only day I’m working between Christmas and new-years. I actually managed to oversleep. Way to go.

I’ve had by far my share of food now I think. I feel like a big stuffed turkey. Christmas Eve we had dinner rather early since my brother had to go to the airport to be a guard at the military base he’s stationed at after finishing his officer courses. It was rather weird opening presents at 1400 in the afternoon, but atleast we got something to talk about during dinner at 1500. This year it was only me, my dad, my stephmom Eva and my brother Halvard. We opened presents, ate dinner and talked and had a good time until my brother left at 1700. After that I settled down on the sofa with some of the new items I got for Christmas. So what did I get? There’s the alarm-clock from Jorunn. It talks! I mean, seriously, it talks! ‘Alarm on’. ‘Alarm off’. ‘Kykkeli-kyy!’. Amazing! It’ll be nice to put it in service and see if it will help me improve my sleeping habits even more in 2005 🙂 In adition there’s a bunch of books. Worth mentioning among them are ‘The DaVinci Code’ in both norwegian and english, the cartoon ‘Pondus – Flat firer’. Ofcourse my dad had gone and bought ‘Lord of The Rings: Return of The King Extended Edition DVD set’ and that put me all smiling the rest of the evening. Also I got a new suitcase with trolley wheels and a nice grip on top, a new tshirt, a few more books, a few items for the bathroom and some money earmarked for buying stuff for my new home next summer. Fine. Now. Let’s wrap Christmas 2004 so I can go to Røros and visit Jorunn. Oh how I miss her. We talk on the phone a lot, but it does kind-of not help.

On Christmas day we went to Church near my dads house, me, him and my stephmom. They were both dressed in their national dress. My dad got his for Christmas and wore it for the first time. It looked good on him. After Church a friend of my dad came by while we were standing outside the church and after saying hello he asked my dad; ‘So, this is your brother?’ (pointing at me). OKAY. So I may look old, and I may look ‘grown up’ in my suit and all, but HEY. My dad took it as a compliment, and I got a tad insulted. But coming to think of it, we could have been. I’m soon 24, he’s 48. After this we walked back to the house and had some food again. ‘Christmas brunch’ as it’s called. Then I walked up the hills to my grandfather and grandsmothers house and had dinner with them, my mom, stephdad and halfbrother who were there. Got a ride down again with the car, picked up my gifts and headed home.

Last night, there was more food! Again! This time at my uncles house, my dads brothers house. We had some nice lamb meat and the usual stuffing along with it. After this I went to Samfundet, and had a few beers. Like 6, or when I come to think of it, 8, along with a shot. Talked to Tormod some, who were a guard at the ‘2nd day of Christmas party’. I’ve never seen Samfundet so filled up with teenagers. I got a bit upset with that and left early to get sleep before work.

Now, we’re four people at work today, and our biggest problem is what to buy for lunch. Pitty. Dinner at my moms house later today I think, if I still can think of food.