My wife got out the holiday decorations the other day. She moved one into my peripheral, and I kept feeling like I was being watched.
Stop staring at me, Gnome!
My wife got out the holiday decorations the other day. She moved one into my peripheral, and I kept feeling like I was being watched.
@obi I know the feel. We're celebrating Saint Nicolas soon here (5 december), and all the doors of our school building have a Pete sticker on the windows as if Pete is going to peek over the edge... and that keeps distracting me. :P
My wife got out the holiday decorations the other day. She moved one into my peripheral, and I kept feeling like I was being watched.
@trinsec Where is "here"? This sounds very interesting as I have not heard of this before.
My wife got out the holiday decorations the other day. She moved one into my peripheral, and I kept feeling like I was being watched.
@obi The Netherlands. Our neighbouring countries celebrate it too, and our overseas (former) colonies know of this tradition as well.
My wife got out the holiday decorations the other day. She moved one into my peripheral, and I kept feeling like I was being watched.
@trinsec On the wiki right now. I don't know how I have never thought of this. Do you "put your shoes out"? This is such an interesting tradition.
My wife got out the holiday decorations the other day. She moved one into my peripheral, and I kept feeling like I was being watched.
@obi Yeah. The Xmas one (which we don't celebrate as much with presents in mind) that Americans know is having your sock at the fireplace. We have our shoes. ;) A Pete would come down and put some fun stuff in there. You could leave a carrot in there for the saint's horse. ;)
My wife got out the holiday decorations the other day. She moved one into my peripheral, and I kept feeling like I was being watched.
@trinsec Ahhhhh. This makes sense.
Every year before my kids come down, I go into the kitchen and chop/shred/destroy carrots and celery, leaving the kitchen floor a mess. Those reindeer are always so hungry. I continued it, because my whole life growing up that's what I came down to on Christmas morning.
