Don’t you just hate it when you want to be totally hedonistic and think about nothing except that all your input is coming through your skin, and your masseuse just won’t SHUT THE FUCK UP?! argh It seems that all the basketball teams here in Sweden must have 2 Americans on them (cuz, like, we ROCK at b-ball, apparently) and the team in Malmö only has 1 so they’re on the hunt. They get paid somewhere between $5,000-$10,000 U.S. DOLLARS a month to play basketball in Sweden. Which seems like a pretty wide split on the paycheck. My response was...

STOP IT! STOP IT NOW! Damn dog.

Lund had only 18 hours of sunshine for the entire month of November. C’mon December, go go, you can do it! So far, I’ve “wasted” an hour of work time surfing the web. Wonder if I can set a record. I wonder if there IS a record. Guiness, I’m coming for ya, baby!

Conversation during glögg party last night when we were discussing bilingualism in our children and I made a comment about Martin having begun to differentiate languages when he was around 2.5 years old: Barbara: Well, yes, but I’ve always thought that Martin was exceptionally bright. Me: (deprecatingly) Yes, he is, well, he… Barbara: He must have gotten it from you, I bet. Me: Well, um, I wouldn’t call myself exceptionally bright *long pause* but you all can! (general laughter) Conversation with my sister this evening wherein the topic of discussion was children’s birthday parties: Sarah (who is having her daughter’s...

Laughed until I cried after reading this in Mimi Smartypants‘ archives: You know these little capsules that you put in warm water and a foam animal emerges? Do you? Well, get some. And do them inside your mouth, with beer. This was great fun recently, at a bar with Kat I had one in my mouth, almost finished exploding, when a guy sat down near us and said, “Hi” in that I’m-going-to-chat-you-up way. I held up a finger to say, “Wait a minute,” leaned over the bar, and spat a foam brontosaurus onto the bar top. He didn’t stay long....

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Busy weekend days, that is. We had a birthday party for Martin today: 10 kids for 2 hours. It went really well, because we had a schedule, of sorts, and Anders kept the kids entertained for at least half an hour with Engineer Lindström’s Experiment Theater. He showed them how to make a wave machine, a water microscope from a milk carton, how to make a milk carton blow smoke rings, how to make an egg sink in water, and magic tricks to boot. 🙂 Then we had the di rigeur “hotdogs with bread,” whipped cream cake and a candy...

Christmas wish list: all the books on my “books-to-buy” list time to read them a domain name a paid LJ account tickets to a theater play or concert, something, ANYTHING no worries about money for awhile mostly so we don’t have to worry about paying for tickets to the States next year a way to get my sister and her family here for Christmas all the trees on my tree list, come spring a 2-door Alfa Romeo Graduate convertible just like Michelle Pfeiffer had in Tequila Sunrise, what, you thought I’d FORGOTTEN?! motivation for diet changes and exercise…oh wait, wrong...

Penelope is very kindly handing out weekend passes to those of us who just have too damn much to do. I will, however, have to take a rain check on it until after Christmas, I suspect, as this weekend is the first of several weekends with absolutely NO FREE TIME. Today, I’m going to have fika with a woman I’ve never met. She’s been a member of the AWC for 4 years and is nearing 80 and has never been to a single event. I talk to her several times a year, but despite the fact that I live only...

Next week practically everyone on my floor at work, and everyone in my department, except me, will be at a big trade show in California. I’m totally stoked about this, even though I’ll probably be bored silly by the end of the week. Christmas vacation just can’t get here soon enough. Had an email from my brother yesterday that he and Simone are definitely coming up for Christmas week, woo hoo!! Now if we could just figure a way to get my sister to Europe, things would be sweet. I didn’t go to choir last night, which totally sucked, because...