Pavlova, Clogs and Champagne, Red Christmas Trees…or how to celebrate Christmas in Summer!
It’s my first ever Christmas in Summer, being German it will be quite the opposite of the traditions I am used to in many ways. And still the spirit and the Holiday is the same one.
The colours are so vibrant here, and there are trees blossoming in bright red, which I find very Christmassy.
On my personal blog Liv+Dave= I shared a little, about how I feel and getting prepared for it. To make it short: I am super excited.
I am dreaming of a Christmas full of white and sweet Pavlova, I want to wear my red clogs, as they will make cute festive shoes and I will be sipping cool Champagne by the pool. At least in my daydream vision.
Swedish Hasbeens, are reminding me a little bit of home, growing up in Northern Germany with a Swedish heritage,
we used to spent some time in Scandinavia and I was always wearing Clogs.

Now in 2012 we might celebrate Christmas by the beach or at a relatives house with a pool.
Far away from all snow and Mulled Wine but I am still wearing Clogs from home.

It took me a little while to get used to the thought of a hot Christmas, but now I actually can’t wait.
Have you ever celebrated in Summer? How did you like it?

The happy-list game is no new one in the blog-sphere, but it is so much fun.
Writing lists is satisfying somehow, don’t you think?
Especially when it’s listing all good things in life, the ones you are grateful for or just the ones that are making you happy right now. So I followed the invitation of blogging beauty TJ of Mr.Taylor and his Lady to write a happy-list.
It was great to play!
See what makes me terribly happy here:

1. dancing a silly dance in pajamas to Dave‘s beat-boxing in the morning
2. being a woman
3. having breakfast in bed (on a day off, so cozy)
4. doing yoga
5. little packages from my mum in Germany with homemade jam and sweet letters
6. the smell of fresh roasted coffee
7. being a make-up artist, playing with colors is my job!
8. fresh ripe mangoes from the market
9. getting the giggles together with my man out of the blue and not being able to stop laughing
10. knowing that happiness is a decision that I make every day

While I was reading here on This Is Jane Wayne lately I came across Nikes post about her vacation.She went home to visit her family in the countryside.
I have recently visited my parents in Germany as well, as I do once a year.
Growing up in a car road-tripping around southern Europe as a kid, followed by quite a few moves no place has ever felt home for me.
Maybe that’s the reason I continued moving myself?
Or it is just what most people in our generation do?
Going from one place to another. I have always enjoyed, where I lived.
And I miss all friends and great cities I left behind.
Berlin, New York, Berlin, London….
But I have never felt homesick. Ever. Home is with me, wherever I go.
I am 27 years old, an age that is mostly considered as still “really young” nowadays.
For me it feels like I have been moving around enough.
I want to build myself a home. I want to stay in one city.
Lately it seems like there are good chances that I will be moving to Sydney.
That is where my man is from and where his family is living.
It seems like it makes perfect sense to move down there.
But it is also one more time leaving everything behind, far behind.

Do you have a place that feels home? Do you ever feel like settling down?