Author: lizardek

06
Jan
2006

LOST & NEVER FOUND

April 27, 1979 (14 years old): Dear diary…My whole sticker collection is gone. It fell off my desk into the trashcan and I never noticed. I’ve been collecting stickers for 5 years and they’re all gone. God, it hurts when you lose something like that. Now I have to start over again. HAHAHAHA! Do you remember forever the things you lose? I had forgotten about those stickers until poking around in one of my old scrapbook/journals this evening, but there are other items I have lost, sold, misplaced or loaned with no return that I still remember and wish I...

05
Jan
2006

POLAROIDS FOR POSTERITY

With Great-Grandma Beebe, January 1965 Is that a smile, Mom, or a grimace because carsick-baby is about to puke all over you? April 1965 during a roadtrip from Lake Tahoe to Reno, Nevada

04
Jan
2006

WINTER WALKABOUT

It’s snowing in Hunneberga, but not in Hammarlunda or Holmby, nor at home. My boots are slightly too big. My feet slide a little bit inside as I walk, forward and back. By the end of my half hour roundabout they will have had a thorough falling-out with my socks who will have slouched and slid down and made annoying little ridges under the arch of each foot. My big boots make a crumping noise on the crushed crystals of the frozen snow. It’s dark but for the puddled glow of the streetlights, strung like beads along each path and...

03
Jan
2006

NUMBER OF BRAINCELLS REQUIRED

to realize it’s the alarm going off in the black hole of morning: 1% to realize it’s the alarm going off AGAIN and make a flapping motion in the correct direction to make it stop: 1% to stumble up from bed, collect clothing, shower, dress, makeup, transport children to daycare, wave goodbye: 1% to drive to work: 1% to hold conversations, check and respond to urgent emails, finish layout revisions on a 24-page brochure, create 2 HTML invitations, and a product page, send things to print, finalize and distribute 15 email newsletters successfully, move collateral inventory, create technical schematics, help...

02
Jan
2006

THINGS WOULD BE DIFFERENT AROUND HERE, ALL RIGHT

There’s never been a time in my life when I didn’t know I was special. Look at all the evidence! Firstborn, a Leo, in the Year of the Dragon, and left-handed to boot. Some may argue that left-handedness is a sinister thing, but we lefties know we’re special and you’ll never convince us otherwise. Why am I not running the world? If I was running the world, I would make the following proclamations: SUSHI FOR DINNER whenever I’m in the mood for it or OFF WITH YOUR HEADS! BACKRUBS and NECKRUBS whenever my neck and/or back hurts or OFF WITH...

01
Jan
2006

THIS DOES OR DOES NOT BODE WELL, DEPENDING ON YOUR PERSPECTIVE

You spend your year doing what you did on the first day of it, I’m told, therefore I’m up for: sleeping in, a couple of chores, writing thank you cards, rearranging furniture, reading a good book, arguing with Anders, playing with the kids, half an hour walk in the foggy greyness of the afternoon, finishing off the cookies, and having a headache. Waking up with a migraine when you weren’t even drinking the night before isn’t really fair, however I am obviously way too bloody old to be staying up partying until 4:30 in the morning. *looks for sympathy* Conversation...

31
Dec
2005

SAYONARA 2005!

Another batch of Rice Krispie Holly Bars and Moose Poop (Caramel-Filled Chocolate Cookies) are packed and ready to go. A bag holds Trivial Pursuit, Balderdash and 2 decks of cards for playing Colorado Crazy Eights, otherwise known as the “the funnest game on the planet,” and a tall package of rockets and various firecrackers is propped by the door. In an hour we are heading south to spend the evening with our good friends, Angie & Kristian, and Emily & Martin. The very happiest of Happy New Year wishes to all my friends, near and far!

30
Dec
2005

BY FEBRUARY I’LL BE SICK OF THIS STUFF…

…but just now it’s marvelous, magical, wondrously winter! Martin and I went out for a walk today, the first of what I hope is a year and more of half hour walks through the changing seasons, through Flyinge in all her colors and decorations. Because of hurting my foot last February I’ve not been able to keep my promise to myself to walk every day this past year. I had to be careful of my foot still, in my big stomper winterboots on slippery streets that have been packed down instead of plowed and snow ridges and piles that shift...

29
Dec
2005

SHE READS TOO MUCH AND IT HAS TURNED HER BRAIN

Sitting in a brightly lit café, facing the window, watching the snow fall. Above it whips furiously past the coronaed streetlamps, below it floats whisper-quiet, plumping the pillows already prepared by earlier snow. The snow is bright white and it gleams in places, where the crystals catch the light and throw it back. Occasionally one of the flakes comes to rest just so; the light catches and reflects against a tiny crystal star. Often, I feel about snow the same way I feel about traveling to the Antarctic. I’m fascinated by it, and could look at it endlessly (or read...

28
Dec
2005

FIDGETS

God, I’m in a weird mood today. I’ve felt at loose ends since I got up. I couldn’t settle to anything. I started to make the bed and abandoned it halfway through, as I discovered hours later when I went in to put laundry away and found the pillows still on the bench and the comforter flung halfway up. The kids and I cleaned out a ton of their old toys, something we should have done, but never got around to, before Christmas. Now I have to decide if we’re going to give them away, or donate them, or try...

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