Christmas lights

In case you wondered, why I did not write anything during the last week or so: No, I did not fall into a sugar coma after eating too many Christmas cookies. I celebrated Christmas with my family in Germany. And this also answers what I got from the Christkindl this year: A plane ticket home - like every year. And even though, I did not write a blog entry in a while, I changed my template a little, and my entries are now sorted according to "labels" that you can find in the leftpanel. There are more changes coming up, but it is a surprise, so check it out next year.

It’s great being back home. I already caught up with some friends. It is so nice seeing them again and I really enjoy my time here. Even thought it is also a little... hm...let’s say... exhausting... living under my parents’ roof.

I love my parents dearly, but I just don’t get them. I know what you are thinking: Once you grow older, you’ll understand. But hey, I am already old! I am no longer eligible for any youth discounts and let’s face it: I remember the 80s.

Anyway... My parents came up with the great idea to save energy. I like the idea:

Let’s save energy.

Let’s save the planet.

Let’s save my parents’ retirement fond and keep the electricity bill down.

First step: Switch off the lights.

I don’t mind switching off the lights, when I leave a room. But I do mind if somebody switches off the lights when I am in the room and when it is dark outside. I was reading in a corner of the living room, someone came in and switched off the lights. If they asked at least if somebody was in the room, but their motto seems to be: If nobody protests, it’s okay.

The same spiel when I was in the bathroom minding my own business. Someone switched off the lights from the outside. I had not the slightest chance to say anything.

Well, all of this would not be too bad. I can live in the dark. Who needs light anyway. But guys, you have not seen the Christmas tree that my father ... oh pardon me... the Christkindl set up in our house. There is no doubt in my mind that my dad could compete with Chevy Chase or Tim the toolman Taylor, when it comes to Christmas lights. Every year he seems to be trying to break the world record in installing the most lights in a Christmas tree. You better avoid any direct eye contact with the Christmas tree or otherwise you might be blinded at least till New Year’s. I have serious doubts about a lower electricity bill this month.

I would love to show you a picture of our tree here, but my camera wouldn’t work with all the lights in it. Sorry.