beben y beben y vuelven a beber, los peces en el río por ver a dios nacer
yo. merry christmas!
or rather, merry huge meal with family in front of the tv followed by presents!
i'm not getting my gifts til the 27th or something. yah, totally bummed the eksmas feeling.
this is due to our going to madrid for a couple of days (!!!) and the purchase of these would be easier there.
the news of this sudden trip threw me off, as i'm always the one insisting on us going to madrid (or on my own) when on holidays, these pleads being received with reluctance. and this year, when i'd finally assimilated the close to zero possibilities of visiting my home town, my dad casually says:
'oh, by the way, we're going to madrid.'
hopefully i'll be seeing old friends and taking heaps of pictures.
also eating roast chestnuts. hmm. in la plaza mayor.
other uneksmassiness: we haven't put up my gran's old plastic tree either. there's just a tiny nativity set with a special gate crasher: santa claus.
'what is santa claus doing there?' i asked.
'santa also has the right to visit baby jesus.' my mom replied.
yes, a man in a red fur-lined coat lost in the middle east.
talking about red and fur-lined, the pope is funny. he wears prada shoes.
he's such a diva.