Tagged: adayinthelife

Even though I passed a truck piled high with sugar beets the other day on the highway, just as I was driving down the hill where I could see the plumes from the sugar factory smokestacks cottoning their way into the air, and even though the chill in the evening air is noticeable, and even though the speed limit through our little village has been lowered to its autumnal crawl zone of 30 MPH (thanks to those those same sugar-beet trucks), it does not FEEL like fall. It feels like summer. Still. Still summer. What with the endless cloudless blue...

It’s Sunday morning, the 4th and last day of a long weekend. I was just realizing that the reason it’s a long weekend in America is because it’s Memorial Day weekend, while the reason why it’s a long weekend here in Sweden is because of Ascension Day. Strange. The sun keeps trying to come out…it’s been up and down and hiding and peeping all weekend. We’re back to the “wait-5-minutes” typical Swedish weather, it seems. I’m really hoping that the sunshine sticks around or at least comes back full force when my brother comes at the end of June, but...

Behind the darkness it is pleasing beyond measure to know that the season has turned; the solstice come and bringing with it the promise of the resurgence and upwelling of light. Winter here is a dark, damp thing: sodden and murky. Something to be endured under the cloud cover, through long days of watching the propellers of the wind machines turn in the lightless air. The fields have been winter-plowed, the short growth of autumn grass turned under, exposing the clay-rich valrhona chocolate of the earth to the sky, if not yet to the light. 10,000 synapses snap and sparkle...

A good day of work with much progress made Leaving early; thank you, flex-time! A rare trip to the American store (stocked up for Thanksgiving!) Sushi for dinner with the kids and friends My husband home from a week away Myskväll with the family Some much-needed resolution The middle of a good book A neck and shoulder rub Anticipation of sleeping in tomorrow! aaaaah…and how was YOUR day?

What is with the increase in spam? I never used to get spam on my yahoo address and now it’s barreling in. And why does YahooMail feel the need to make me click YES DAMMIT twice by asking me if I’m sure (are you sure? are you? huh? huh?) if I want to delete everything in my Spam folder?! If I didn’t want to delete it, I’d MOVE it, YahooMail…DUH. Argh. Also, I cannot believe I lost a game of Scrabulous despite coming up with the word QUAHOG on a triple letter score. How depressing! Mmmmm…melty Brie. While I was...

Hit the snooze button twice, then drag out of bed and walk to the bathroom with eyes closed to pee. Return to bedroom and dig blindly in bureau for underwear, bra, socks. Detour into closet to choose pants (black again? so boring) and a long-sleeved top. During shower, kiss husband goodbye by sticking wet head out between the curtains. Wake up marginally more while toweling off and dressing. Exchange long-sleeved top which was TOO BIG for something else. Brush wet hair while walking to kitchen where kids are eating breakfast and brush daughter’s hair as well. Admonish children to speed...