I could kiss you. I could kiss you! Yes, you! You people rock my world. You send me praise, encouragment, empathy, sympathy, thanks, kudos, listening ears, advice, swift kicks in the butt, puns, care packages, good ideas, snark, hugs, constructive criticism, helpful hints, support, giggles, bellylaughs, shoulders to lean on, companionship, friendship, and love. C’mere! *group hug*
When your cheekbones feel as though they are cutting through your skin from the inside out, hot and shiny and sharp, you know you’re sick. When there seems to be a film of rainbow-smeared oil across your eyes that makes everything you look at swirl and blur, you know you’re sick. When the sound of other people’s voices becomes faint and muggy, and comprehension takes a dive, leaving you sitting and staring, you know you’re sick. I went to bed at 7 o’clock yesterday evening after a small bowl of chicken soup for dinner. My feet were cold but my...
sore throat. fever. aching. also, nothing to say at the moment. back soon.
Wheee! Check out the new header on my LJ! Thanks to gentle_dream for pointing me in the right direction and to my friend Russell for being my Tech Support and aeval for giving me the correct code to make the darn thing work how I wanted it to! *happy dance* Bright and Bouncy Birthday Wishes to doggereler!
Toto, I don’t think we’re in Sweden anymore. It’s been sunny in January for a week! 7 days! I’m loving the blue sky and bright sun and glitter off the diamond-crystal-melty-white snow, but I’m pretty sure we’re not in Sweden anymore. 7 days of sunshine in the middle of winter in Sweden is unheard of. But you’re hearing it here! It’s true! Would I kid you? I can hardly believe it myself, each day glowing like a bright jewel, a shiny gift. Maybe this is an alternate universe. Let’s do the time warp again!* Knock Knock Who’s there? I’m a...
Lizardmom’s Favorite Viennese Brownies 8 oz pkg cream cheese 1/2 cup sugar 1 egg 1/4 tsp almond extract 1/2 cup margarine 2 eggs 1 cup sugar 3/4 cup flour 1/2 tsp baking powder 1/2 tsp salt sliced almonds 2 1-oz squares unsweetened chocolate Combine cream cheese, sugar, egg and extract, set aside. Melt chocolate and margarine, cool. Beat eggs, add sugar and chocolate mixtures. Sift together: flour, baking powder and salt. Add to chocolate mixture and mix well. Pour half of chocolate batter into greased 8″ square pan—spread with cream cheese mixture. Top with remaining chocolate batter. Sprinkle with almonds....
There are moose on top of my computer. They make me happy. I think it’s strange that moose don’t go “moo” when it seems like such a logical thing for them to say. I was all excited about having 4 days in a row with no plans, but I forgot about my sister-in-law turning 40 so now it’s 3 days in a row and a birthday party. Number of Swedes Who Have Walked Into My Office So Far Today And Spoken English With Me Despite Being Perfectly Well Aware That I Speak Fluent Swedish: 7 That should probably annoy me,...
Winter wears a silver strand of pearls. Each day is a new pearl strung ’round Winter’s neck. They’re variegated in color, white to pale blue, dusty grey to muted steel and back again. Sunny days rest inbetween like diamonds, sharply cut, sparkling, a fierce and bright shine. I couldn’t wait until the book sales. Those gift certificates burned a hole in my pocket. I went back to the bookstore last night and came out with a haul of beautiful, inky-smelling, colorfully dust-covered or shiny printed paperback books, fiendishly giggling and rubbing my hands together. Part of me wished I could...
It’s bloody cold here. This morning when I drove to work it was -7C, and even though the sun has been shining for TWO SOLID DAYS, it’s been below zero for most of it. Anders is a walking furnace and so are my children so they never seem to notice the cold in the house, but I can’t seem to stay warm, and it’s not the fault of the house apparently, it’s just ME. Especially when I’m sitting still working at the computer. I sometimes feel my hands and feet will fall off they get so cold. I’ve tried typing...
The day is framed by a pale winter palette. The sky lightens a pale blue and lavender with streaks of rosy glow on the horizon where the sun is slowly being revealed by the turning of the earth. Later, the sun, setting, darkens the pale blue and lavender with streaks of rosy glow on the horizon exactly opposite its morning view, slowing sinking down into hiding. Snow bleaches the whole world white, there is only shadow and sun. The moon this morning, an enormous beveled disc, thrown by some gigantic muscled Olympian, hung incongruously alone and shining on the spotless...