Author: lizardek

I feel emotionally bruised this week. Not to mention stressed, rushed, busy, tired, aggravated, ad infinito nauseum. *** Email conversation with my husband today: Liz: (after he sent me a silly web video link) hee! 🙂 How’s your day going? I was going to call you…but you’re always so busy at work, I’m afraid to. XOXOXO anyway. Anders: You’re afraid to do what? Interrupt me when i’m looking up stupid videos on the net? We had a really well organized All-Employee-meeting today with three different stations describing what is going on in the company. I won an umbrella! Liz: cool!...

The fog came down in the night and coated everything with starry white lichen. It’s as if it got physical on us. Every winter-killed blade of grass, every pebble, every stripped and stiff bush is limned in frozen fog. The fog stuck around to greet the morning too, smothering the world. Your eyes play tricks on you as you drive through the fog. You expect the world ends over and over. It’s as if the world is creating itself as the car advances, the negatives of trees loom like transparencies. Get Out. I’m the Boss of My Ideas. They’re Not...

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Someone flipped a switch: we went from grey skies, fog and grunginess to blue skies, sunshine and gorgeousness in a matter of minutes. Anders is taking the kids to the bird tower to take pictures, and I’m going to finish the AWC website while the house is quiet. The only bad thing about sunshine in the house: DUST! It’s everywhere! aaagh!

My mom sent me this quote tonight: “Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming—WOW—What a Ride!” ~Anonymous 🙂 Words to live by. We dropped the kids off in Oxie and got into town just in time to pick up our pre-paid tickets to see Lost in Translation. I liked it…sort of. Not as much as Anders, surprisingly. As much as I thought Bill Murray did a good job, I don’t get...

Blah blah blahbbity blah blah. That was the weather and my mood this afternoon. I tried to book a table at the yummy tapas place for tomorrow and I waited too long, dammit. They’re booked solid from 5 until 9 p.m.. 🙁 Oh well, we have tickets to Lost in Translation since I couldn’t afford ozswede‘s extortion price. Which is good cuz I love Bill Murray when he’s not trying to be funny. One of my long-time guilty-pleasure movies is his The Razor’s Edge. I need to see that again. Or re-read the book. More Guilty and Not-so-guilty Pleasure Movies:...

A lamentation of swans flew overhead this afternoon. They were heading southerly which seems strange to me, being so late, but a lot of the big migrations here seem to be always heading in the wrong directions. Last fall, all the birds were flying north and I stood in the driveway and waved my arms at them and shouted “Wrong way! Wrong way!” but they didn’t listen. The swans flew low and fast over the house, honking in a mournful way. In fact, at first I thought they were geese, they were so big and loud. I could hear the...

Karin thinks that if she insists hard enough that she’s still sick, she’ll get to stay home from dagis EVERY DAY in order to play on the computer. Anders made the HUGE mistake of showing the kids the Bionicle homepage when he got the ADSL hooked up last week and letting them play one of the games online. Now, that’s all Karin wants to do. Imagine her disappointment yesterday when I finally caved and the game wasn’t online anymore. Because now you have to go buy the CD-ROM. :S Around 4 p.m. yesterday, I felt as if I was sinking...

When the kids were still very little, Anders and I learned early on that we were lucky…we had a natural division without having to fight over it or worry about. Anything that came out of baby from the waist down was mine to deal with and anything that came out from the waist up was his. This is good in theory, but sometimes in practice it doesn’t work out. Anders, for example, changed as many diapers as I did. Last night, due to the fact that Anders is in Italy, it REALLY didn’t work out, and I learned more about...

Darn the weather, anyway! A gorgeous blue-skied sunshine morning turns into a sleeting, snowing, grey afternoon. Who let the dogs out? I stayed up way too late last night, just playing around online and on LJ, and then called my mother at 12:14 a.m. who said in a horrified voice when she picked up the phone, “What are you still doing up?!!” 😛 Dealing with the ownfault-tiredness is going okay, although I’m not looking forward to being unable to veg on my own sofa while the kids swirl around me like dust devils. Instead, I’m picking them up after work...