Happy New Year!!!

Happy New Year everybody! I am going to be spending mine in the great 51st state of Canada so I will not be able to post my New Year's resolutions just yet; but you can be assured that there will be some. This year is going to be great, I can feel it. Much love and midnight kisses to everyone!

~The Singing Ginger

Happy __________!

I wanted to wish everyone a Happy ______! Fill it in with whatever you would like/ is applicable. I personally am very excited for Christmas, I love seeing my family and spending time with them. I have realized as I have gotten older that, that is the part I really look forward to when it comes to the holidays. I love my family and to have them all in one house loving on everyone all together is a wonderful thing. It is a good time to see what you have and be thankful for it, not only in the "oh man I have so much more than a lot of people do sense" but in the actual enjoyment of what you have.

I am thankful for those that love me and those that I love. I am thankful for the roof over my head and the stars over the head of my roof. I am thankful for my abilities and my passions and my strengths, my weaknesses, my insecurities and the knowledge to overcome both of them. I am thankful for both legs and arms, for the food in my mouth and the clothes on my back. I am thankful for my dog, my bed and my shoes. I am thankful that I wake up every morning free and safe and in a country not torn apart by war or bombs or genocide. I am thankful that in my country that is torn apart by ignorance and prejudice that I have the ability to help change it. I am thankful for the world and the children that live in it. We can change, we can heal, we can make better. I am thankful for the older generation because you have shown us not only what we can do terribly wrong but also what we can do right. I am thankful for hope.

Merry Christmas to all and to all a goodnight.
~The Singing Ginger

O_O

I like a boy and I don't know what to do about it...
hehehehehe there is just something so thrilling/ scary about typing that. I hope everything is coming up roses.

~The Singing Ginger

Gotcha!

Have you ever had something? Something that you really wanted, but once you got it, or even the possibility of getting it came into play; you turn into the dog that finally catches the car...you don't know what to do with it? I think I have that problem. I think there is a possibility that I might be able to have something, and I have gushed over it and talked about it and annoyed everyone around me to the point of tears with it, and now I think there might actually be a realistic chance I could get it and I am freaking that I am going to screw everything up. Not only that I am going to screw everything up but that I may have already done so by all the gushing and talking and annoying. I feel like it is this careful thing that I need to be gentle with, and if I don't do just the right combination of caring with it, it will go away. And I think it could be really great, but by not getting it and by worrying about it so much it could be really horrible. For those of you who have met me I am not altogether that good at keeping things to myself when it comes to my own emotions. I wear things out on my sleeve for the whole world to see because that is how I function. I don't want to screw this up. I think this could be good. Life can be so scary sometimes.

~The Singing Ginger

Flaming Wine

God Jul!! (Merry Christmas in Swedish) Event though it wasn't Swedish Christmas yesterday (the 24th of Dec) there was more Swedishness crammed into our house yesterday than a Pippy Stocking marathon. December 14th is the official Saint Lucia Day for Swedes everywhere and it went off with some serious pyrotechnics. Me being the eldest daughter of the family I had the honor to play Lucia herself and I must say that it was quite the experience. Lucia was actually an Italian Saint who brought food to persecuted Christians; since she had to do this in the dark of night she had a wreath of candles on her head to light the way. Every year the daughters of families acorss Sweden bring food to the neighbors while wearing a wreath of candles on their heads. Yesterday my number was up and I got to dawn the amazing wreath of fir hazard.

I have to say it was actually quite a moving experience. My Farmour (Grandmother in Swedish) died when I was 5 and from what I hear she was quite a force to be reconed with. In place of her we had my Grandy who was her best friend. Grandy got choked up to say the least and all anyone could talk about was Aunt Inga. Though my Father and his Brother were calm and collected I think it got my Dad just a bit to see me in the white gown with the red sash and candles on my head. I wish I could have known my Farmour a bit more but I think she woud have been proud all the same that we carried on the tradition this year.

May your heart alight with Swedish tradition (but hopefuly not your house)
~The Singing Ginger

True Love

I love music, the right song can 100% absolutely turn your day around in ways you never could have imagined. It makes me soar and keeps me going when all has gone to hell. I would like to have a big shout out to God: thank you for music. Thank you for the flowing piano kind and then amped up rock out kind and the hydrolic rap kind and every kind. Thank you. I am happy now.

~The Singing Ginger

Humpty Dumpty

Sometimes we disappoint ourselves. We look at an action, choice, words or the lack of any one of these and realize that no only have we made a bad choice on the part of others we have made a bad choice within ourselves. We see what we have done and we know we have done wrong. Sometimes when this happens it is predictable and sometimes when it happens it catches us so off guard that it hurts all the more that we have fallen from the expectations that we have held for our own person. I have done this onto myself today. I made a choice that was bad from every which way you could look at it and it surprised me. I thought I was in an awesome place, I thought I was flying high, and I crashed my own freaking plane.

It is times like these that we hope that we can not only gather ourselves up but that those around us can help out too. When one has to pick up their own pieces it is nice to have some king's horses and some king's men (humpty dumpty in case you missed it.) It is on our shoulders to wake up the next morning though. No matter what the atrocity we have caused the sun will rise and a new day will begin. Today sucked but tomorrow is going to come anyways. I don't know if there is some sort of life lesson in this post. I hope that tomorrow I will be able to tell you. Have a wonderful night.

~The Singing Ginger

Robotic Love

So I have just finished watching the movie Wall-E from Pixar studios for a second time. Wow, that movie has me feeling all giggly inside even after seeing it once. The movie (for those of you who may not have seen it) is about this little robot named Wall-E who is the last of his kind left on earth to clean up after the global mess that humans have created. He meets EVA and they have a wild romantic adventure together. I won't say more because I don't want to ruin the movie for anyone who hasn't seen it. It really is a beautiful little picture that crafts wonderous images and evokes fantastical feelings between a rusty robot and his sleek counterpart.

I believe in love. I have said this from the begining of my blogging journey and I would like to reiterate the point right here, right now. I believe in love. Life long, ever lasting, perfect, soul mate finding love. Disney love, as some might say. This could be naive of me, it could be blissful ignorance in a world where the divorce rate continues to climb as the days go by, but frankly my dear, I don't give a damn! I have been blessed enough to have lived in close contact with such a love my entire life. My parents are soul mates. Some of you might laugh at this (though surely those that know my parents won't) but it is 100% true. My Mother went home to her Mother two weeks after the begining of her relationship with my Father and told her she had found "the one." For my Dad it took about a month but we forgive him for that. I have sat down with either one of them many a time and asked them the secret to finding someone that could complete you so wholey and though both can use some words and odd little explanations to try and describe it, it usually ends up coming down to the fact that they love each other more than they could ever love anything else in the world, even themselves. It is because of this, and because of them, that I have utter faith that a Disney kind of love exists. That happiness can be found in the eyes of another person and that two people can grow old together and be perfectly content.

So now it just comes down to finding this person right? And just to clarify, I am, by no means, of the opinion that there is just one person for every other person. No way. But how to find these people? How to find those that could best complete us as individuals by simply adding themselves? I have no idea. Not in the faintest. But I do know its out there and that it is possible. Will I find it? No idea. Will you? I hope so. But I think I could be a happier person, just maybe, by knowing and having faith that it is possible for two people to fall passionatly in love. I think I could make it through my life without this experience for myself, as long as I knew that we don't live in a world that lacks kisses in the rain or hand holding or old couples on a bench in the park. As long as I know this, I could make it. I don't want to without this love, but I could. And two robots in a flick about love taught me that.

May your days be full of hope and love
~The Singing Ginger