disappointing pagan holidays

Wax is working on Midsummer's Eve this weekend. I'm upset that she didn't get it off because Midsummer at Ängisbacka was one of the highlights of my year last year. At least I'd better get some Rekorderlig cider and wine out of this deal.

Thirteen hours of sleep was highly necessary after my two days of getting up early followed by 8 hours out and about yesterday. Unfortunately, I'm sort of starving now and we don't have much to eat that doesn't require cooking first. I read a story recently where the protagonist eats "nothing but tea and pain au chocolat for breakfast every day". Hey, give ME pain au chocolat for breakfast! I'd even be happy with a couple of croissants without the chocolate bit, I'm pretty sure. That sounds divine. Why can't I have my own personal baker?

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Broomstick Skirts

I loved broomstick skirts when I was a child, or perhaps I should say a teenie-bopper, and only stopped wearing them at around age fifteen when the pressures of wearing relatively normal clothing for the time got to me and prevented the wearing of skirts with tigers or elephants printed on them to school. I had three or four, I think, and my mother had a somewhat vintage white one with lace trim that was pretty fabulous.

guinevere33 and I used to call each other and plan our outfits for school in advance in 8th and 9th grade, so it should be no surprise that we wanted to be matching at the 10th grade IB class Halloween party. She wore a lacy white top with my mom's white broomstick skirt and a pair of Claire-Danes-in-Romeo+Juliet-inspired wings I'd made out of approximately 500 individual white paper feathers and some cardboard and ribbons (part of my own Halloween costume the year before). I wore a big, voluminous floor-length black robe and a witch's hat, although before long we exchanged accessories ("It's like a yin-yang!") and I was a witch in angel wings and she was an angel with a witch's hat.

I've been jonesing for a broomstick skirt again, though, and I really want a white one more than anything, but they seem to have fallen out of fashion again so I haven't been able to locate one. I e-mailed my mother to ask for hers - she never actually wore it herself anyway, so I figured she could spare it - but she said it was sacrificed to the gods of costume-making years ago, as far as she was aware, and she couldn't find it anymore. I know there's an Indian Stuff shop on Eriksgatan, however, which displays decoratively-painted furniture and bejewelled slippers in the window, so it's possible I could have some luck there, or at Ra-Ke, otherwise known as the Hideously Ugly Yet Bizarrely Expensive Formal Dress Shop. Indiska's been a no-go for months. Other ideas?