Tagged: karinbean

23
Oct
2016

UPDATEY

Things Karin was this weekend: a zipperhead on Friday and 1/2 of an Oreo cookie on Saturday. I asked her why her friends always have Halloween parties a week early and she didn’t know. Maybe because the school break starts next week and a lot of people are already gone at the weekend. Martin leaves next Monday, only a week and then he is gone for 6-7 weeks. He will be in Peru until December 10 and then is going to try to change his return ticket to fly to Toronto on December 10 and then stay in Detroit with...

02
Jun
2016

ALL AT ONCE

I am the lamest blogger that ever lived. Okay, not really. There are lamer bloggers out there (naming no names). I guess when you are a blogger who is no longer really blogging, you are an epilogue. There have been lots of things to write about, but they are all happening at once which makes sitting down and finding words harder than you would think. This past weekend was Swedish Mother’s Day. I was given flowers (peonies!), a Pandora bead for my bracelets of a lion with a crown and a little bag of my favorite dark-chocolate-covered cherries. In the...

21
Mar
2016

BUT DO I REALLY FEEL THE WAY I FEEL?

Spring spring spring! Everyone is posting about spring! AT’CHOO! RUB RUB RUB….augh, my itchy eyes! Spring: pffooey. Allergy season, more like. It gets worse every year, which bums me out because I AM excited about spring. Can we skip to the part where my eyes stop itching? haha! Anyway. It’s Easter break and the kids are off school, despite the fact that they were off school for a week just 3 weeks ago. Spoiled rotten, that’s what. Karin is off for the second night to stay with friends in Lund. She’s flying the coop more and more. Martin is still...

09
Mar
2016

EARS, FISH, PIE, MONEY

Karin got her ears pierced today…there goes my dream of third generation virgin lobes! 😀 …haha! I actually don’t know if my grandmother has pierced ears…if she does, then I am the third generation and Karin’s destroyed the dream for fourth. She’s been wanting to get her ears pierced for several years and I had told her she had to wait until she was 15. It’s not that I really care about whether or not she has pierced ears but I think body alterations should be made as your own decision when you are adult enough to know what you...

17
Nov
2015

MOSTLY KARIN

Am so unmotivated when it comes to writing right now. Karin is sitting behind me and I said, “Karin, help me write a blog post. What should I write about?” One guess what her answer was. It’s not a super busy week and work has been EXTRA slow. We are having a mandatory department meeting this week. I suspect some sort of re-org. Urgh. I’m taking Friday off, though, so that will help, haha! It’s hard to come up with things to write about that don’t have to do with my weight, my weight loss, my menu plans, things I’m...

17
Apr
2015

THE WEIGHT OF MEMORY

Ever since we moved to Sweden, I have had a couple of boxes of old clothes in the back of the closet. Because I got pregnant almost right away after we moved here and gained a lot of weight with both pregnancies and have never really gotten it off, I have never been able to once again wear the clothes that are in the boxes. Several years ago, my friend Debbie, who is as good as my sister at helping others to clear out clutter, went through the boxes with me, and I managed to pare down the boxes to...

19
Jan
2015

SOME PEOPLE CAN STAY IN YOUR HEART BUT NOT YOUR LIFE

Karin’s boyfriend, who was here for dinner last night and behaved in a completely normal manner, broke up with her today. GAH. She’s devastated, and I feel as if everything I say sounds unfeeling, condescending and pathetic. Even though it’s probably not. I remember (vaguely) what it was like to be 15 and in love, though I didn’t have a “real” boyfriend for another few years. Even if he’s her third boyfriend and not even the first that has broken up with her, even if she’s strong as a rock, even if she’s too young, he’s too young, they’re both...

07
Jan
2015

CAPTIVE

We are ruining Karin’s life. RUINING it. How, you might ask? By living where we do (and by not letting her do ANYTHING, EVER but that’s another post). How COULD we choose to live in Flyinge? What in god’s name possessed us? WHAT WERE WE THINKING? That’s the gist of the text conversation I had with her this afternoon, while I was trying to get through the afternoon of my first day back at work after 2.5 weeks off. Good thing she wasn’t in arm’s reach or she might no longer have arms herself or at least thumbs to text...

19
Nov
2014

BAD START, BETTER END

Had a bad start to the morning. Got totally stressed out, yelled at the kids, was late to work. Have had a borderline headache for several days. Advil holds it at bay, neck massager helps but only temporarily, then it comes crawling back up my spine to rest at the base of my skull. Karin was home sick with a sore throat (again!) for 2 days, but she went to school today. However, she’s been complaining that her throat is even worse now…nothing seems to help. Martin came up on the bus to my office after school to ride home...

06
Nov
2014

A LITTLE BIT OF THIS, A LITTLE BIT OF THAT

For some stupid reason, Martin’s school did not do individual school photos this year. Or else he missed the day and didn’t find out if there was a make-up day. I have heard from two other friends with kids his age that their schools didn’t do photos either. WTH? Now I have to find time to take him to a photographer if I don’t want to have a gaping hole in the parade o’ school photos that every child’s life (at least in the Western world) is not complete without. Warning: this post is going to be all over the...