17th of may.. Best day of the year. That and Christmas Day. And my birthday obviously. Basically any day one can celebrate from morning till bedtime.
17th’s special though, cause it’s the only day of the year where it’s perfectly respectable to dress up in your very best straight outta bed (preferably your national suit), drink champagne and have cake for breakfast. And we continue this celebration of ourselves and our fantastic fjords, glaziers, king and country until we fall asleep. It’s charming to the point of disgusting. You can only imagine thousands of daydrunk deteriorated vikings in our national suits (most expensive outfits ever -don’t get me wrong, they’re beautiful), singing national anthems, waving our little flags whilst queuing up for the mandatory legend of a sausage, the wienerpølse, before calling it a night at ten o’clock.
Love it.
Go, Norway!
I actually baked breakfast-rolls and made two cakes. No biggie. Because that’s what you do on the 17th.. You go big. You big out.
We kept it small this year -last year we hosted champagne-breakfast for twenty-two people. Which was fun. We broke in our new furniture which in hindsight I’m grateful I was tipsy for.. But I didn’t get to enjoy the morning as much and felt like I didn’t have a full ten minute sit-down or talk with anybody. So this year it was only us girls and, of course, our prince and hero. My husband.
How handsome is he?!
She’s not bad at all either.
This. Ah.. nothing like the first pop o’the day! First out of seriously six bottles. Shared! Obviously -it’s breakfast, jeez.
YES.
That’s all I managed to get from the day. Once the bottle’s popped, and all.. We had a great day though and ended up at the carnival in the rain, screaming happily for our lives through a deep, deep cava-haze. Obviously also had a big hot-dog before bed.
Did I mention we bought a car btw? Not in the same cava-haze, a different day. I’m dying of excitement and prepared to give up all fancy food (maybe not all) and champagne (cava still allowed) for a great period of time! Luckily I don’t have the habit of spontaneous large-quantities-of-fast-fashion-shopping, so that’s not an issue, thank the universe..! We’re picking it up on Wednesday and she’s just about everything we were hoping for! She’s a girl, obviously.
A girl with a temper. Like no one I know.
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im so jealous! i cant wait to experience this myself! looks like it was a lovely time (:
excited to see your new car! i bet (she’s) great!
♥
Hei Viktoria,
I normally don’t comment on your blog, and I don’t really know why. I just want to say that it looks so wonderful! I’m so happy for you and your cute husband. And also your sisters, that you have each other. I really adore you, look up to you and think you’re a great inspiration. May 17th looks like the best holiday ever. I wish I lived in Norway! I dream about going there and I know I will one day. I’ll make sure I’m there on May 17th.
Just thank you for sharing your wonderful thoughts, words, pictures and feelings. Thank you for inspiring me. And enjoy your new car! And life! And the trees!
Love,
Floor
<3 Floor <3 You made my day!
Viktoria serious thought here I wonder is the places we have been, the celebration we have achieved is it all worth the paranoia l, betrayal, and loss l? Congrats also on been Norwegian 👏
Of course it is!! As long as you manage to stay alive you’re winning.
Well said I agree with you yet I still can’t grasp the idea of why people have the need to celebrate everything or every week isn’t having life enough?
I don’t think so. Life can be hard and feel like a cruel place, and I know a lot of people need to feel that there is good stuff too. Call it fake happiness cheering in wineglasses, but for me personally the knowledge that tomorrow I’m gonna dress up, forget about the bad stuff, get out of my house and sweatpants, buy good ingredients and cook, celebrate life and love with my sisters and loved ones, can be the thing that gets me through the week. If you’re blissfully happy I guess you don’t need to. I don’t know anyone who is.
Is it crazy of me to say that I don’t enjoy celebrations/family gatherings Whatsoever to say i rather be alone and stand behind and let others have fun?
Not at all. I remember one New Years eve in particular, being in a really bad place, the gatherings felt horrible. If you’re not in the mood to talk, act interested, laugh or interact, there’s nothing worse than being forced to. Makes that feeling or sense of whatever (numbness, emptiness, being on the outside) you had even stronger because you, like the rest of them most likely are, aren’t enjoying yourself. I usually get an ally. Tell someone who can help me out of situations if it gets too much 🙂
Looks like a fun time was had by all. Can’t wait till our trip to Norway 11th to 18th July. Pity to have missed the 17th May celebrations.
I thinks it’s good to celebrate anything at anytime!! If you have loving family, then even more so worth celebrating! Very classy spread by the way!! Looks like a worthy event that brings people together. If you can enjoy it without getting into the politics then to me that’s genuine and far more value adding!
I agree with this as well. I guess i seen to man5u parties and to many drunks that whenever I hear party I am annoyed or frustrated
I can understand that. I guess we’re not partying like that anymore, haha. Dinners, lunches and get-togethers 🙂
Never politics! Unless we’re sharing the love of bashing Trump <3