Category: general

01
Mar
2008

OUT OF THE CORNER OF MY EYE

I just don’t know what to say. All my words seem to have deserted me lately and I’ve been completely subsumed by work work work work work. However, today I saw the faintest sheen of green on the trees across the pasture behind us and at the schoolyard on Friday afternoon there were also tiny peridot leaves on the bushes. I’ve seen little slips of crocus: bright yellow, royal purple, and the wavy zigzags of daffodils planted by the city of Malmö are green shoots about 4 inches high. The entire winter, while all the rest of my family and...

24
Feb
2008

NOTHING MUCH TO SAY BUT I’M SAYING IT ANYWAY

It’s a crazy week ahead so I’m pretty glad that today was pretty relaxed. I did some stuff around the house and ran a couple of errands but nothing much, mostly I was reading and recording music and playing computer games. I have something every evening in the week coming up until Friday night: taking Karin to karate tomorrow and walking, AWC meeting on Tuesday, choir on Wednesday and book group on Thursday. We’re done with the Lord of the Rings. We finished the last hour and a half on Friday night; I let the kids stay up ungodly late...

23
Feb
2008

CARPE THE DAMN DIEM

Sometimes, when I wonder where the week went, I worry that one day, when I’m shrunken as a hobbit and curled like an apostrophe with white hair and stout shoes, I’ll wake up and wonder where my life went.

19
Feb
2008

WHEN IT HAPPENS TO ME, SHOULDN’T IT BE CALLED “WOMANIC”?

Some days when I sit down at the computer to write something I have no idea what will come out of my fingers. hahaha! Some days! As if. I meant every day! My fingers have a mind of their own when it comes to coming up with something to say, apparently. Mouth silent, brain rabbit-nibbled, but fingers? Clickety pressing and dancing and hopping up and down as if they were possessed. I have absolutely no idea where I’m going with this but apparently my fingers don’t give a shit. On they go! This week has been the wringiest yet at...

17
Feb
2008

A PLACE FOR EVERYTHING…FOR NOW

There is a weird dichotomy that goes on in my brain when it comes to living space. No matter where I’ve lived I’ve worked very hard to make my home perfect: attractive, comfortable, a place of peace where there are beautiful things to look and where everything you see as you look around you is right where it belongs. I’m one of those people who move things back to their spot if you happen to pick them up and move them a few inches off-base. My mother-in-law, while helping me spring-clean in the past, hopefully never noticed that after she...

15
Feb
2008

LIGHTENING UP

Amazing how Friday comes along all bouncy and sunny and nonchalant; all “what cryck in the neck? what? where? hey! vanilla hearts for Friday fika! Awesome, dude!” and then I got a lot done at work and I left on time and the sun was shining and we went out for sushi and it was gooood and then we went and bought a bunch of junk food and there might have been melty brie and crackers involved and then we…I mean I…oogled Viggo for an hour and a half while simultaneously fending off questions from concerned fellow watchers: “Does he...

14
Feb
2008

FLASH UPON THAT INWARD EYE

I don’t like beech trees hedges at any other time of year than spring. The dried copper-colored leaves shake in the wind; rattling like great skirts of beetle carcasses, husks clacking together. Though the sun shone today high in a pinked sky and made me happy by still being up past 5 o’clock when I finally left work, it wasn’t enough to shake my mood. Not even roses waiting for me on the table with the smiles of my family and shouts of “Happy Valentine’s Day!” have worked long enough to shake this mood loose completely. This mood that has...

11
Feb
2008

WHAT IS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN EXPLORING AND BEING LOST?

I got lost today on my walk. Sort of. Work was a giant stressball of crazy busyness and then I had to race home, get the kids and shove food into their faces before running out the door again to take Karin to karate. It’s 20 minutes away, in the little town of Eslöv, which has the reputation of being the most boring place in Sweden. (I actually don’t agree with that assessment, but whatever, I don’t live there, so what do I know?) Anyway, the 20 minutes means it’s not worth dropping her off and driving home again as...

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