Swish, time flies, seriously fast as if by jet plane. November is nearly over, almost all the leaves has changed colors and fallen down and it is cold in Beijing. Ah, the novelty of wearing hats and gloves – it quickly wears off. “You must be tired of sun and warm weather after four years in Phoenix?” someone commented. Uhhh….not so much. We layer on sweaters and jackets and grunt about the fact that we bought new winter clothes for everyone last year before our spring-break ski trip; gear that has not yet arrived. The container that was supposed to arrive in Xinhui, China – in the very south – last Saturday is still M.I.A. and/or delayed due to congestion. I try desperately to stay positive whereas my husband, the ever pessimist (or perhaps realist) says we are lucky if we have a home before Christmas.
It is hard to find a holiday spirit in an empty house but we’ve got to! It is still early days, not even the last week of November yet, but still. Had we been in America still, our Christmas lights would at least be up, lightning up the dark, starlit Arizonan nights.
That reminds me, gotta buy new Christmas lights too…. I never thought I’d say this but I’m so tired of buying new stuff all the time. Here shopping can be a chore which takes several days. This can be found there and that is best to buy at that place, an hour away; where is Target when you need it? And when you find it, bring it home and realizes it won’t fit, it isn’t the right color, it’s broken or whatever – you have to do it all over again the next day or whenever is convenient and you have the car and driver.
What I did find yesterday on my food market shopping trip was saffron, both the good, real stuff and the thready orange bits without flavor. This afternoon will be dedicated to lussebullar.
That reminds me…gotta get back to IKEA (again) and get some Glögg…
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