During one of the posts last week, I briefly mentioned an interesting story involving St. Nicholas and The Pickled Boys. While that story was probably the least Christmasy thing you would associate with Saint Nicholas, it isn't the only unusual story behind the jolly old man. While doing research for these Christmas posts I ended up coming across a few more interesting stories that I thought you might like to hear.
While researching my previous post about Krampus and Knecht Ruprecht, I was surprised to learn that there are a couple of Christmas or Yule witches in Europe. The two main witches I came across were as different as night and day. Reading their stories made me think of the line from Wizard of Oz "Are you a good witch or are you a bad witch?"
Earlier this year, before Jeremy went off to recruiting duty, we thought that he would be sent to Germany for recruiting duty instead of central Illinois. It seemed to make sense that with us already OCONUS that the military would save money by sending us to another OCONUS location. Sadly, it was not meant to be. But before we found out for sure, you better believe I researched the heck out of Germany, its culture and its traditions.
As normal as my life may seem, it usually isn’t long before something paranormal pops up whether it is dealing with actual spirits or someone asking questions about ghost hunting. It really doesn’t take long for it to come up in conversation. Especially when people ask how Jeremy and I met. Not everyone can say that ghosts brought two people together or served as a relationship counselor. Those are stories for a later date though.
For New Years Jeremy and I decided that we would stay in and celebrate with the cats. It had been a busy holiday for us and we wanted some down time to ourselves. For dinner Jeremy made a seafood feast of fish, shrimp, and crab. It was really delicious. I love how we have such a variety of fresh seafood out here. Jeremy has been using the opportunity to learn how to break down a fish properly. We watch shows like "Worst Cooks In America" or "Hell's Kitchen" and he has actually learned quite a bit from the shows. I'm so proud of how far his cooking skills have come.
One of the things I miss most about being in the States is the big holiday celebrations with friends and families. On Thanksgiving we always went to one of my aunts' houses in High Point or Mebane to celebrate with my mom's family. We were home the previous year for it because of Dad's funeral but last year was the first time that we would be celebrating Thanksgiving on our own. Since I was coming in so late the day before Thanksgiving, Jeremy and I decided that for Thanksgiving we would order a meal from JD's (a restaurant here on base). It had a turkey, some sides, and pie already cooked and ready to go. It was nice to sleep in and not have to worry about cooking a lot of food.