Yearly Archive: 2007

14
Jan
2007

THE WINDS WITH WONDER WHIST

Wolf winds howl and swirl around the house all night. I wake constantly to the susurrus of the trees whipping restlessly to and fro. In the late morning the winds are still high and they howl in the ventilation shafts. Once in a while the house seems to shudder. I lie in bed and watch crows struggle to fly into the wind. Aerial acrobatics are dashing but futile and they grab for a passing branch to rest a moment before daring flight once more. A magpie skiphops across the yard, blown backwards one step for every three forward until he...

12
Jan
2007

AND THEN WHAT HAPPENED?

This morning the winds were high and wild and it was pouring down rain. Buckets. Sometime in the middle of the afternoon the sun came out for a bit. I saw the light from my office window, very briefly. I went into my boss’ office at 5 p.m. and said, “I can’t take it anymore. I quit…for this week.” And she laughed, and I laughed, and then I left. By then it was pitch black and raining again. The winds have picked up. Anders brought home sushi for dinner and I brought home 3 videos to watch this weekend, because...

11
Jan
2007

TEMPUS FUGIT

10 years ago today I arrived in Sweden. Anders had gone ahead of me, arriving on New Year’s Day since he had to start work, and I was still at my parent’s house helping my mom deal with the aftermath of my dad’s death 2 weeks earlier. We went straight from the airport to the hospital to greet the arrival of his sister’s newborn baby, who celebrated his 10th birthday yesterday. 10 years! I didn’t know it would be that long. I have lived abroad for 16 years of my life now. 3 years ago I wrote a post that...

09
Jan
2007

GEEK ALERT

Eye update: totally normal today. Stupid eyes, with the freaking me out. They’re playing meyendgames with me, I just know it. I don’t watch TV much, if ever, nowadays, but when I was a kid I did. I have very fond memories of Ultraman and H.R. Pufnstuf and The Muppet Show and The Smothers Brothers, among others. I watched Land of the Lost (ssss! sleestacks!), Lost in Space, The Electric Company and Sesame Street and Zoom, and I was totally in love with Michael Landon and Bill Bixby. And I am totally dating myself with this paragraph, aren’t I? Hrm....

08
Jan
2007

EYE EYE SEE SEE YOU YOU

Today, my eyes have been acting up. Boy, have they ever. I have had double and blurry vision all day, for no discernible reason. It was so bad at work that I could actually feel that I was giving myself epicanthic folds and cheek aches because I was squinting so hard at the screen in order to be able to work. Ad deadlines, so I couldn’t shirk, you see. After lunch, when it still hadn’t improved, I called the healthcare help line and put the wheels in motion for an appointment at the clinic to investigate this (it’s happened before...

07
Jan
2007

GIVE US THIS DAY

I wasn’t planning on posting anything tonight but I seem to be on a roll, and rather than lose the impetus of destiny, I’ll just charge ahead and see what comes up. Heh. I have no idea what that means. Forward, ho! If I WAS on a roll, it would be a cinnamon one, and not the pearl-sugar-dusted dry but cinnamony Swedish kind, chastely nestled in its round of paper. Oh no, my roll would be a double-thick squishy one, packed-with-cinnamon, slathered with white oozy icing, that sinks beneath your teeth and makes them ache with the sweetness in the...

06
Jan
2007

NOW PLAYING: LIZARDEK

In the fall of 1992, I was living and working in Chicago. I lived in a 3rd floor apartment on Cornelia with a roommate and my 2 cats, Pooka and Toby. I was in a relationship with a guy who worked at the bank where I worked, albeit in a different department. The relationship would be ending under very strained circumstances within months although I didn’t know that at the time. From Cornelia it was a short walk to the Belmont El station where I could catch the downtown train to First Chicago Bank, coming out in the station right...

05
Jan
2007

LILIES, ENDINGS AND BIBLIOHABITS

There are 4 lilies in a vase in the kitchen, bold white trumpets pointing north, south, east and west; one for each direction covering every quadrant of airspace. The whole house smells like lilies, a sharp and stinging scent that gets up your nose and fills every cavity in your head with its intensity. It’s strange to me that lilies are so connected with funerals, but perhaps the strength of their perfume covers a multitude of more unpleasant odors, masks decay, persuades the nose that death and beauty can coincide, if only for a short while. Tomorrow is Epiphany, it’s...

04
Jan
2007

CYBERMOTHER HEN

Suddenly, all this “my kid has a blog” stuff seems much more serious than the funny little frolic I had sort of blithely assumed it would be. Karin had been agitating for a ‘wabsit’ for weeks. She went so far as to draw up an instruction sheet listing all the things she wanted her website to have. Translation for the 7-year-old’s-writing-impaired: Karins website. What there is: spel (games), calendar, search things, send to someone, make books to print, work with letters, write what you want to have and web email. After trying to explain the differences in websites in terms...

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