While looking for ideas for this year’s family Christmas card, I got stuck in a hole of very disturbing vintage Christmas cards. Either people of that time were really messed up or had a totally hilarous sense of humor. You be the judge. I’ll kick off the weekend each Friday with one of these until Christmas, I think. Just for a nice dinner conversation starter. Here’s the first:
I saw that sign, looked at the clock that said 9:45 and thought. NOOOOOO!!!!! Because in my head, when I hear “infection walk-ins” I’m just thinking of a horde of infected zombies roaming slowly down the hall all at once.
Sure enough, when I came out of the office, it was 10:05 and there they were, about 15 of them all crowded by reception. I held my breath and hurried through as fast as I could. INFECTION HORDE!
I live in an apartment complex. We have an incredibly boring middle space between our two buildings with nothing on it because the building company decided to “keep the nature,” which basically translates to them wanting to save costs by not developing any common area for us to have barbecues.
But now I’ve found this amazing product online. How perfect is this for Swedish winters? I’m fairly certain all the neighbors could chip in – and with all of us, it wouldn’t be expensive at all. We could reserve times in our igloo just like we reserve laundry times. I’m pretty sure I can convince everyone, especially if I promise to keep the igloo stocked with glögg (warm Christmas wine).
If I can get them to sign up on this, maybe later I can get us a hot tub as well.