Have too much to do today to be sitting here at the computer, but I’m at least caught up with comments on the zine project. 🙂 I’m not sure when I’ll be back online, actually, although I might be able to stop by the computer for a short visit this afternoon, just so it won’t feel lonely. haha! shower dress eat wrap prepare groceryshop drive drop-off drive buy jacket drive makeup demo drive eat bake cookies cookies cookies!
Happiness is: the arrival of a much-missed person the beginning of a fun new project (go, zine girls, go!) the discovery that the coat I want has been marked down 350 kronor and is now on hold for me to pick up tomorrow the pile of loot that much-missed person brought back for me 🙂 the hugs and whispered “I love you, too, mom” from my kids when I kiss them goodnight an unexpected e-mail from a long out-of-touch friend continuing the e-mail round-robin my mom, sister, brother and I have got going crossing things off my to-do list my...
He’s home! 🙂
A sheen of green has appeared, looking totally confused and out of season, on our giant sea of dirt. Maybe we will actually have a LAWN next year! Incidentally, Sheen of Green would be a great name for a rock band. My condolences to courtesy on the outcome of the game, by the way, and to my other Aussie friend, to whom I apologize profusely for forgetting in this particular instance, sorry ozswede!!! Karin is about to get pounded into a little pulp. She’s driving me bananas with her whining and grumping and accusatory demands. McDonald’s trip for dinner to...
If you’re up past your bedtime, raise your hand! Got home at 10:40 p.m. from Social Circle, which was nice, even if too damn far away. (Helsingborg is a 45-50 minute drive, made longer by the rain/fog/drizzle/darkness). Good food from Nigella’s recipes and dessert involved white chocolate, passionfruit seeds and raspberries. YUM. My project for the evening was to figure out what kind of cookies to bake on Sunday for the Christmas cookie exchange at the meeting on Tuesday. I’m about 80% decided. It was pretty easy to narrow down as the criteria was: fast, easy, fast and…um…easy. What I...
I don’t care if you have worked 25 years at the same place and just received a gold watch to prove it, or that you have just stuffed yourself silly on good food and drink and are enjoying your coffee and cognac. When the entertainment takes the stage to perform for you, shut your yap and listen. Would it kill you to be polite for 15 minutes?! argh
Bet you didn’t know that November is Slaughter Month! And as if that wasn’t enough, it was my Name Day yesterday.
Sick to my stomach this morning, presumably from stress, since I know I’m not pregnant and I don’t think I have a flu bug. 🙁 bleah Getting up earlier than normal and racing around like an idiot getting kids dressed and ready, plus eating breakfast, which is not a normal activity I indulge in, are the most likely culprits. Plus I’m so tired I feel I could just pass out any second. I’m at work, but considering either using the “nap room” or going home for a few hours. I can’t be sick…I have a concert tonight. I feel like...
Raindrops keep falling on my head! But that doesn’t mean my eyes will soon be turning red, crying’s not for me, oh, I’m never gonna stop the rain by complaining… The rain may fall mainly on the plain in Spain, but here in Lund, it falls EVERYWHERE. And lots of it. It’s been pouring since I got to work and no signs of it letting up, according to the solid wall of white above us. I got the news a couple of days ago that my great-aunt Flossie passed away on Sunday evening. She was 98 years old and apparently...
After Quasimodo’s death, the bishop of the Cathedral of Notre Dame sent out word through the streets of Paris that he needed a new bell ringer. He chose to audition applicants for the job himself, and climbed up into the belfry tower with the first handful that applied. Having heard and dismissed each of them, he was about to call it a day when an armless man came dashing up the stairs and exclaimed, “Our Grace, please allow me to audition as your bell ringer!” The Bishop was stunned. “But, my good man, you have no arms.” “No matter,” the...