London III

Christmas Market was actually kind of creepy. I already mentioned the strange mixture of State Fair, Renaissance Fair and Santa's workshop that it was, complete with lots of crazy amusement park rides.

BUT...I forgot to mention the Halloween Haunted House aspect.

That's right. Because clearly the first thing that comes to mind when I think of Christmas is a giant skeleton in a bright red robe playing a violin. It was creepy. Christmas shouldn't be creepy (ok, well, maybe if you're Tim Burton, but I'm not him, so Christmas isn't creepy).

And then, of course, there was this.

HeHeHe

Ok, now that's just funny. Ain't nothing creepy about penguins.

I love my mom!

She is quite awesome. I got a package today. It included my favorite toothpaste, replacement toothbrush heads and candy (amongst other things). I will now pause so you can appreciate the irony....

OK, I'm back. And this is not the only way in which Mama Norton shows her awesomeness.

For instance, knowing that she wouldn't be able to celebrate my birthday with me (which is, I think, the first time I have spent one completely separated from my entire family), she hid some little presents in my suitcases, so that when I was unpacking them, I would discover them. I'm still working my way through the lemon drops she gave me. (Why, yes, we do demonstrate our familial love through candy! Got a problem with that?)

What does this all mean, you say? Well, clearly, my mother loves me a lot. Maybe more than yours does. Just sayin'.

And I love her, too.

The end.