I think I have some weird obsession with Christmas stuff, gingerbread cookies in the shape of a person in particular. I don’t obsess that much over Christmas tree-shaped items or even Santa Claus, snowmen etc., but it’s the Gingerbread man that always makes me go a little over the top. Some of my friends know this and so I was actually quite happy to receive this as a welcome gift when I visited my friend in Hong Kong last week!Funny thing was how the post-it note seemed like a blanket for Gingy. I have eaten half of it now and actually it’s a little too hard, but it’s always me enjoying having a Gingerbread cookie than the actual eating of it. Nevertheless, I did enjoy the gingerbread latte for a while, and the mini gingerbread men cookies I got from Marks & Spencer were pretty nice!
I can’t really remember what I’d wanted to post about when I uploaded these pictures in a draft entry, but now I am feeling pretty exhausted, at the end of a week. The weekend is here, and I am glad that there are these two days off from work, a short breather at least. I must learn, that not everyone’s opinions matter; there are always people around who are infused with so much negativity, that each time you say something they always have to refute with their two-cents worth that really is totally uncalled for and unsolicited. “Did I ask for your opinion?” I would think to myself. Whether or not they share my views or like what I like, shouldn’t matter, but I wish they would just keep their thoughts to themselves instead of blurting out every single disagreement. Or why does it even matter if they think I spend too much, it is my life and my money, how I control my cash flow, how I use my money, why does it even concern them and why do they have to pass a judgment that I spend too much on say, a dermatologist? And when it comes to me talking happily about spending Christmas with friends and family, why is it that a comment like “Oh, I don’t have time to celebrate Christmas” is even necessary??