bones is curling up to stay warm, and you can’t tell his tail from his head like that. it is raining cats&dogs here, all day long, and i am hiding inside with take two of ginger breads/pepparkakor/speculaas (the first batch has been eaten), and baking some pain riche aswell. meanwhile, i wonder how to deal with disappointment and expectations. how much of my disappointment is mine to deal with? and how much of my expectations can i share? ouf, annoying those things called expectations. on my wish list for christmas i wish a year free of them….