Bright days, dull days

Sunday was a verrry bright day, for sure. First to the swedish bazar, where I won a huge xmas teddy first thing, before even having the chance to drink some glög and/or eat the famous home made peasoup (with mustard, of course). Midsummer had been great at the swedish congregation, and xmas was even better. The courtyard and the many rooms buzzed with merry people selling and buying traditonal decorations, art pieces and more. It felt like surfing a market in Sweden, with all the specialties and women dressed up in country clothes. I couldn't resist a few postcards (featuring cats), and almost bought a lovely warm blanket with elks from the norwegian stands which had found their home at the swedish neighbours (would have been my umptiest).
I skipped the wizo bazar this year, but went for the big xmas markets around opera house and along Unter den Linden. They have a fun fair and bands playing as well. The picture was taken at corner Friedrichstraße, looking towards the huge wheel. The townhall tower and the Berlin flag are peeping thru the blinking trees.
I didn't even mind the heavy rain - there's no bad weather, only bad clothes. Mine were definitely up to german so-called winter.
Monday on the other hand was totally different. Emil refused to eat his medicine, and neither minced meat nor his favourite titbits could make him change his mind. He hid underneath the bed, and even growled at me. I managed somehow to grab him, and force the tiny pills into his mouth. Luckily, tonight he felt better and loved his turkey, with or without medicine.
Me, on the other hand, felt lousy, and I still do. Since a few days, tooth aches were coming and going, and I had to see the dentist to have it cured. Now it's worse than ever. But she promised my tooth will see 2008.
Even at work, nothing went the way I wanted it to. Except for lunch break, when Hartmut got us some nice desserts for a treat, and Heinrich, my boss from IG Media starting times about 20 years ago, told us about his speeches on tv and the "International Day of Solidarity" to support US-american authors on strike. That cheered me up no end!