Yearly Archive: 2003

It’s pouring rain. The kind of sullen, grey, relentless rain that keeps you inside no matter how much you have to do. Which means, unless it clears up in the next 3 hours, which is doubtful considering the depth and quality of the mass of clouds above us, we won’t be out in the wood finding the perfect Christmas tree to grace our home. 🙁 And if we don’t get our tree today, I don’t know when we can get it!! I have 2 concerts tomorrow afternoon, and by the time I get home, it will already be getting dark....

I met the coolest people today. It’s so fun meeting cool people that know how to effortlessly keep a conversation going. She’s an 80-year old painter that loves to play pool and throw parties and her husband is a hilarious Tolkien look-a-like (minus the pipe). Total sweethearts the both of them. I can’t wait to see them again. And I sure hope I’m that cool when I’m that old!! The weirdness that is LJ: I write about my life and what I’m doing and I get a few fun responses from my friends, or nothing and wonder if I accidently...

MAN, I’m bored. Talk to me!

Anders is home from Italy! He got in around 1 a.m. due to delays, poor thing. Did you know that “Anders” is from the Greek, meaning “man?” Which means my man is really my MAN. No rest for the weary, however, we didn’t sleep well and Karin arrived in our bedroom with blanket, pillow, comfort rag, stuffed animal and 3 pacifiers around 3 a.m. And we had to be up at 6 a.m. to get our butts out the door on time for Karin’s Lucia show. I’m at work today, however, since the kids were fine this morning. Martin went...

Two song lyric bits I’ve had stuck in my head today, that I’m writing down here in the hopes they will go away or at least go bother someone ELSE for awhile: I’m looking over my dead dog Rover that I overran with the mower! and I don’t know why she swallowed a flyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, perhaps she’ll die! So much for lying around the house like a luxury housewife with two small servants. Forgot I had an ad to send in today, so had to zoom into work at 11:30 to deal with it. Afterwards the kids and I picked up...

It’s official: both kids are sick with colds. Martin’s eye infection has migrated to the other eye, so we’re currently in super goop mode here. Which means he can’t go to his Christmas party tonight, and it’s doubtful if Karin can be in her Lucia procession tomorrow morning. We’ll see. I’ve been adding books to my wish list lately. I found 3 books about time travel that all sound totally cool and I can’t wait to find them: Tunneling: A Novel by Beth Bosworth The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger A Shortcut in Time by Charles Dickinson My mom...

As you know, I stayed home today because of Martin’s eye infection, and you would think, wouldn’t you, that with the crazy schedule I’ve had over the past couple of months, that I would welcome the chance to hang out at home with the kids and pretty much do nothing all day. Well, you’d be wrong. I could have done that. In fact, it was in my head briefly for a short, shining moment. And then I realized that I still had things to do…and now I had the perfect excuse to do them because I wasn’t wasting an entire...

Well, Martin’s eye infection is serious enough to keep him out of school for at least one day, possibly two, so I’ll be doing my web surfing from the comfort of my own home tomorrow. He’s had 1 red eye* with lots of goop for 2 days, but since he was fine otherwise, I didn’t really think anything of it and sent him to school yesterday and today. One of the teachers gave me some flak about it this afternoon when I picked him up so we went immediately over to the school nurse and she confirmed that he was...

Someone at work just came in to ask if I’d like to go with her, for FREE, to see the ice skating gala this weekend and I had to say no because I’m, what else, busy. sob

Don’t you just hate it when you want to be totally hedonistic and think about nothing except that all your input is coming through your skin, and your masseuse just won’t SHUT THE FUCK UP?! argh It seems that all the basketball teams here in Sweden must have 2 Americans on them (cuz, like, we ROCK at b-ball, apparently) and the team in Malmö only has 1 so they’re on the hunt. They get paid somewhere between $5,000-$10,000 U.S. DOLLARS a month to play basketball in Sweden. Which seems like a pretty wide split on the paycheck. My response was...