Christmas presents 4

My best Christmas present isn’t the complete Edith Piaf Collection, nor the Milan Kundera novel or the exclusive make-up I got. No, my best Christmas present is Søren Stryger!

Søren Stryger is about the sexiest man on earth. I have his picture just next to my kids at the office; I guess that a photo of an imaginary husband and real life kids at the office is okay. As my sister-in-law’s husband knows Søren Stryger very well having been the assistant coach for the national handball team, I often ask him about Søren. Today at the family Christmas gathering I again just had to know how Søren is doing.

“Well, he is just fine; he is now living quite near by where you live.”
“WHAT? Next time you are going to visit him you just have to take me with you.”
“Hm….”
“Hey, I would like to write an article about him to the Finnish Handball Association’s magazine; do you think he would go along with an interview?”
“I am sure he would, I can fix that.”
“GREAT, I LOVE YOU.”
“You just must promise not to giggle stupidly, it has to be serious.” (Why on earth did he say that?)
“I promise, not a problem. Unless he tries to tickle me. “

And you know what, I wouldn’t mind at all if Søren Stryger tickled me!