St. Lucia Day. Even though I didn’t enjoy portraying the St. Lucia when I was young, I still love the tradition. The music; the candles and wreaths; the Lassekatter; Pepparkakor; the orange juice. Yes, orange juice. We didn’t drink a lot of it when I was growing up so it was fun to have. It’s too sweet for me now so I enjoy the memories.
It’s a beautiful and special day and I’m so glad I was raised with such beautiful tradition. We’re on the go this morning since the Bigg guy is heading to the Middle East in a couple of hours so we won’t have our Smorgasbord today. We’ll wait until Christmas when we can get the real stuff in Minnesota. For today, I’ll appreciate the music…and the memories.
Enjoy the weekend.
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