Monthly Archive: October 2017

30
Oct
2017

HELLO WEENIE

I just activated a new member for the AWC: a guy from Texas who has been in Sweden for 10 years, and has heard about us since before he moved here, but never thought to join because, well, duh. It’s a WOMEN’S club. Right? Except, no, not really. It’s not just Americans and not just women, though we only have a handful of men at the moment. We’ve talked about changing the name for years, but no one seems to be able to agree on a new name and the one I would have liked has already been taken by...

21
Oct
2017

IN MY HEAD, IN MY HEART

Every day as I drive to and from work, or to and from the grocery store in the next village over, I take snapshots in my mind. I even caption them, thinking as I do, that I should take the time to stop the car and take and shoot an actual photo, even if just with my phone. The little abandoned building in Östra Ödarslöv, with peeling paint and pale turquoise doors. The huge autumn-yellow tree with a bare crown and a ring of leaves around his foot (“Balding”) The road through Flyingeby, lined with trees, and the huge yellow...

15
Oct
2017

IT’S BEGINNING

I don’t know if you are anything like me, but the second fall seems to have entrenched itself, I find my thoughts turning more and more to Christmas. There are always so many things to plan for and anticipate around the holidays. I don’t know if it’s a way of speeding up time in an effort get through the dreary, sodden winter season or what, but it’s something I can’t seem to help. The wish list I send to my family, soliciting their lists to give me ideas and inspiration for gifts, is in the works. Yesterday, I bought (at...

06
Oct
2017

13 CONFESSIONS

Pizza is never on my go-to menu wish list. I really don’t understand people who think gun control will not help with the gun violence problems in America. I fear abandonment more than death. If you are driving under the speed limit in front of my car, I’m probably swearing at you under my breath. My oldest friend messaged me yesterday to say she was coming to London in March and wanted to plan a trip over to see me before or after and I literally squeed (squeeed? how many eeees does that word get?) out loud. I’m a hypocrite...

01
Oct
2017

CLOSER

Ozswede wrote something that really struck me, today: “Sometimes it feels like I have sunk very quickly into the mire of old age because I do wonder where the time has gone. I think if there is any regret it is that I just don’t know where middle age went. I thought that middle age should be now, when there are big adventures and endless wonderings and wanderings. Too often I get to day’s end and think I have just slid one day closer to death.” Urk, that brought me up short, as too often I have the same kind...

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