Bring on The Swedes!

The Swede MIGHT come to California with his daughter after Christmas.

I have decided that I’m going to be positive about the trip and just assume it’s going to happen.

Although we all know that Burning Man AND Vegas fell through.

But no matter, the important thing is that he’s interested in coming and is going to try to make it happen.

If you recall, I spent last year sweating my ass off in the land of the Midnight Sun.

Or is that ALASKA?

No matter.

I spent a week in Sweden during the holidays last year and all I can say is that I LOVED it.

I especially loved curling up in bed with The Swede at night.

I’ve decided, if they come, that I’m going to host a RACLETTE DINNER on New Year’s Eve.

No, it’s not a tradition.

But hot, melted cheese poured over charcuterie, potatoes, and pickled things sounds like a PERFECT way to celebrate their visit and the New Year.

I also think I will need to take them to San Francisco.

Not that I know what to do in the city, but I imagine Ghiradelli Square, riding a cable car, and Pier 39 are three MUST VISIT places to go.

My personal favorite outing has got to be Monterey, though.

Nothing like a hike and a picnic at Point Lobos “catered” by Gayle’s Bakery to really get the flavor of Monterey County.

Of course, there’s also my Swedish trip through Napa and Sonoma, visiting all the Swedish wineries that are in the area.

The only problem I see is that I have no idea what a hockey-loving, 16 year old Swedish girl would enjoy doing.

Perhaps I’ll ask her.

I think she might like to watch a San Jose Sharks hockey game (she’s a goalie back home in Sweden).

Or maybe catch a baseball game?

There’s tons to do though, and I’ve got all the time in the world to plan.

Bring on The Swedes!

 

I’M GOING TO SWEDEN!

Apparently, when visiting Sweden from a non-EU country, you are allowed to bring in 4L of wine, 2L of champagne, and a bunch of beer.

So I’m bringing in red wine and champagne from California.

I’m bringing two bottles of Chandon Blanc de Noirs, my favorite domestic sparkling wine and 5 bottles of J. Lohr Pinot Noir and Cabernet Sauvignon.

J. Lohr is the family winery, so it’s a given that I’ll be bringing that label to Sweden with me.

I’ve also decided to get a Christmas present for The Swede’s teenage daughter.

It would certainly be awkward to hand out my presents to The Swede and have nothing for his daughter.

So I got her a California sweatshirt and a Stanford beanie.

Because both those places are near and dear to my heart and I want to share.

I’ve started collecting other miscellaneous items for my trip: things like luggage, longjohns, scarfs and sunglasses.

I am basically going to be a walking, talking, brand new woman in Sweden with all new clothes and accessories.

I even purchased brand spanking new panties.

Just because I love the look of a fresh pair.

The trick, of course, is going to be getting it all to fit in my luggage.

I’m relatively limited in what I can bring over, size wise and weight wise.

So I have to be as streamlined as possible.

Lord knows I’m not the greatest at packing light.

For my first Burning Man, I packed 16 bins of costumes, supplies, and food!

So needless to say, this will be a challenge.

But hey. . .

I’M GOING TO SWEDEN!

Eating all the Swedish Fish

I am slowly, but SURELY, eating all the Swedish Fish I bought for the Swede.

I’m hoping that Murphy’s Law will be in full effect for me.

If I eat them all, then I will be unprepared for him to visit me in California and he will come.

If I don’t eat them, then his trip will be cancelled and I will have no visit with The Swede.

And I REALLY want to see him.

A while ago, he told me a story about kidnapping one of his friends for his bachelor’s party.

At the time, I thought that sounded TOTALLY NUTS.

Who KIDNAPS another person?

Then, months later, I’m watching a TV show called “Welcome to Sweden” and the two main characters are getting married.

Their friends throw them WILD bachelor and bachelorette parties, including – get this – KIDNAPPING THE GROOM!

These Swedes take these parties VERY SERIOUSLY, I guess!

So I text The Swede and I say to him that I thought he was a LITTLE crazy when he told me what he did but APPARENTLY THIS IS NORMAL IN SWEDEN.

At which time he replied, “You thought *I* was crazy?”

Point taken.

Between the two of us, I am the crazy one and I think we both know that.

Burning Man. SoulFire, UnSCruz. Pagan Bunny Burn. SF Decompression. Santa Con. Pilgrim Pub Crawl. Star Wars Whores.

I’m a wee bit on the fringes of society, running around in a Santa suit, tutus, and platform boots.

Whereas he is firmly ensconced in a suit and tie and quite respectable.

HOWEVER, he looks good bare-chested in a fur vest and Viking horns.

And I clean up nicely.

So maybe we’re more of a match than one would expect.

Maybe. . .