My camera is broken.
I want to be able to add photos here on my blog from my mobile phone, but just don't know how to! Keeps telling me to send an sms as a log in, which I do, but nothing happens anyway.
Anyone? How do I upload pics straight from my mobile to this blog?
Thursday, 2 July 2009
Monday, 29 June 2009
Sunday, 28 June 2009
the encounter
Yesterday, whilst waiting for the tube, I noticed a posh-looking woman eyeing me up and down.
She was properly dressed, in a French/Navy kind of way. I couldn't help but smile at her when I caught her looking at me for about the third time. She took her headphones off and walked towards me.
My head was racing - did I know this woman? Did she know me? Why had she been looking at me so much?
"I don't mean to offend you" her opening line was, whereas I instantly thought she was going to insult me, or telling me off for something or another.
"I just love your dress!" she continued. "I do apologize for being so forward, but I just have to ask you where you've bought it".
I laughed and told her where the dress was from, then also told her I don't usually get offended for getting a compliment from a stranger - quite the contrary! I thanked her, she thanked me and off she went again.
Now I've googled around to show you guys a picture of the damn dress without any luck. But I can assure you it is not a smartlooking dress! It's a navy blue tunic-like dress with big, bulky embroidery on in bright colours.
Strange, but nice little encounter.
She was properly dressed, in a French/Navy kind of way. I couldn't help but smile at her when I caught her looking at me for about the third time. She took her headphones off and walked towards me.
My head was racing - did I know this woman? Did she know me? Why had she been looking at me so much?
"I don't mean to offend you" her opening line was, whereas I instantly thought she was going to insult me, or telling me off for something or another.
"I just love your dress!" she continued. "I do apologize for being so forward, but I just have to ask you where you've bought it".
I laughed and told her where the dress was from, then also told her I don't usually get offended for getting a compliment from a stranger - quite the contrary! I thanked her, she thanked me and off she went again.
Now I've googled around to show you guys a picture of the damn dress without any luck. But I can assure you it is not a smartlooking dress! It's a navy blue tunic-like dress with big, bulky embroidery on in bright colours.
Strange, but nice little encounter.
Saturday, 27 June 2009
it't that time of month again
About once a month I start thinking about being back in Sweden. To some of you this might sound very often. But for those of you who knew me back when I first arrived back here knows that once a month is a reduction of about 99%.But today I'm longing. Aching for my backpack, my tent and sleepingbag. No phone, no computer, noone who knows me or reach me. Just me and wherever my heart has taken me.
On the other hand, I love my flat and the fact that I've been able to unpack stuff that's been in boxes for ten years. I love the fact that I have walls where I can display my treasures from previous adventures.
I love the fact that I bought my beloved cats. I haven't regretted it one day.
But I don't like the way I've conformed. The way I've become. I sometimes resent that I've spent so much money on the flat and on furiture. That money could've kept me travelling for a year solid.
I wish I could have it all. But it just isn't possible. But how I miss those days where new experiences and people came in and out of my life on a daily basis. The days where it took a whole day to make a meal after collecting the wood to cook it on. And the fact that it was ok that it took the whole day, because I had nothing better to do. Today I miss it alot.
Thursday, 25 June 2009
books, balcony and bechamel sauce
The day was spent working (on my day off), sunbathing a bit, reading my book, talking on the phone and doing loads of errands around town.
I have long known that I love the sun and the heat more than most people - I even loved it in the Attacama desert where the locals thought I was "loco" for being out walking in the 45-degree heat. But I love it, love it , love it.
Today has been warm and really rather hot on my balcony. So much so that the cats have chosen to lie indoors!!! My cats are light weights!?! I thought cats were known for sunbathing like noone elses buissness? I might have to rethink about coming back as a cat in my next life if that isn't the case...
However, dinner was made today again (i'm getting good at actualy cooking again rather than buying ready made food. Well done, me!) Today I made an even stranger concoction for dinner than the last thingie I shared with you here on my blog, but it was looovely so I thought I'd share this recipe too with you:
I made a normal Bechamel sauce (i.e. flour, butter, milk) and added lots of lemon juice, coarse lemonflavoured black pepper, salt and Tabasco sauce. To that I added crayfish tails (yes I do love it and eat lots of it), corn and peas and left to boil a few minutes.
That lovely concoction was then poured over spaghetti, and it was YUMMY! Give it a try, why don't you?
I have long known that I love the sun and the heat more than most people - I even loved it in the Attacama desert where the locals thought I was "loco" for being out walking in the 45-degree heat. But I love it, love it , love it.
Today has been warm and really rather hot on my balcony. So much so that the cats have chosen to lie indoors!!! My cats are light weights!?! I thought cats were known for sunbathing like noone elses buissness? I might have to rethink about coming back as a cat in my next life if that isn't the case...
However, dinner was made today again (i'm getting good at actualy cooking again rather than buying ready made food. Well done, me!) Today I made an even stranger concoction for dinner than the last thingie I shared with you here on my blog, but it was looovely so I thought I'd share this recipe too with you:
I made a normal Bechamel sauce (i.e. flour, butter, milk) and added lots of lemon juice, coarse lemonflavoured black pepper, salt and Tabasco sauce. To that I added crayfish tails (yes I do love it and eat lots of it), corn and peas and left to boil a few minutes.
That lovely concoction was then poured over spaghetti, and it was YUMMY! Give it a try, why don't you?
Wednesday, 24 June 2009
blisters, biscuits and balcony
The last few days I've been using a pedometer to see if I walk as much as recommended. I don't, of course.
But today I walked to IKEA - a walk which according to the roadsigns were 7 kilometres. On my arrival at IKEA I looked at my pedometer. According to it I had been walking 2,7 km, something I knew wasn't right. However it said I walked around 11000 steps, which sounds about right I think? (I should walk between 10-12000 steps per day).
The weather was amazing - really warm but slightly breezy which was lovely. During the walk I passed horses and sheep, gorgeous little summer huts in the middle of this strip of forrest I walked through.
Just before IKEA I walked pass this pet shop that I've read about, called SEA. I popped in to see what they had in store. And came out 10 minutes later with my whole backpack full of lovelies for the boys: catgrass, dried fish treats, super fatty biscuits for skinny Tylor, vitamin drops and catnip drops. I'm such a sucker! :-)
My walk resulted in three blisters on my right foot, and so I decided to take the bus back home. And since I was taking the bus back home I might as well see if I found something in IKEA...
... Which I did, of course.
Back home I showed the boys all my shopping, and the dried fish treats went down a treat! We spent the afternoon on the balcony sunbathing and sleeping in a bundle of lazyness. Heaven.
(and if this text sounds weird it's because I'm watching the new episode of "so you think you can dance" on telly whilst writing. I looooove this show!)
But today I walked to IKEA - a walk which according to the roadsigns were 7 kilometres. On my arrival at IKEA I looked at my pedometer. According to it I had been walking 2,7 km, something I knew wasn't right. However it said I walked around 11000 steps, which sounds about right I think? (I should walk between 10-12000 steps per day).
The weather was amazing - really warm but slightly breezy which was lovely. During the walk I passed horses and sheep, gorgeous little summer huts in the middle of this strip of forrest I walked through.
Just before IKEA I walked pass this pet shop that I've read about, called SEA. I popped in to see what they had in store. And came out 10 minutes later with my whole backpack full of lovelies for the boys: catgrass, dried fish treats, super fatty biscuits for skinny Tylor, vitamin drops and catnip drops. I'm such a sucker! :-)
My walk resulted in three blisters on my right foot, and so I decided to take the bus back home. And since I was taking the bus back home I might as well see if I found something in IKEA...
... Which I did, of course.
Back home I showed the boys all my shopping, and the dried fish treats went down a treat! We spent the afternoon on the balcony sunbathing and sleeping in a bundle of lazyness. Heaven.
(and if this text sounds weird it's because I'm watching the new episode of "so you think you can dance" on telly whilst writing. I looooove this show!)
Monday, 22 June 2009
a recipe for you
Today's lunch was a different one:
I grilled slices of peppers, sugar peas and carrots in olive oil and loads of herbs.
Meanwhile I boiled bulgur, then mixed it all up together and added feta cheese and crayfish tails.
Give it a try - it was really lovely!
I grilled slices of peppers, sugar peas and carrots in olive oil and loads of herbs.
Meanwhile I boiled bulgur, then mixed it all up together and added feta cheese and crayfish tails.
Give it a try - it was really lovely!
Sunday, 21 June 2009
Friday, 19 June 2009
midsummer's eve
Today is Midsummer's eve! Midsummer is a big bank holiday in Sweden. Tradition has it we're supposed to dance around the pole, sing songs and eat loads of pickled herring, chives in sour cream and new potatoes. Preferably with boiled eggs.
However, the weather is usually crap, and this year was no exeption.
I was working all day, and we managed to do some garlands of flowers (very traditional!) and eat some herring, eggs and all that jazz. Well, I didn't, because I don't like it, but staff and patients did.
The rest of the day was spent in the office, writing stuff, drinking coffee and making sure all is up to date.
Once back home I hoovered the flat, gave my flowers a good rinse down in the bath and finished my essay that was due in today.
Not a very exciting day, but there you go.
Thursday, 18 June 2009
someone give me a break
Today was an eventful day to say the least.
Got up at 6 am. Went into the city for a seminar day for the leadership course I'm attending. This finished at 4 pm.
Between 4-5.30 pm I sat making phonecalls for work, then started walking towards other end of the city.
6 pm I met my colleagues for a combined meeting/meal in a lovely restaurant. (I had a huuuuge steak witch didn't agree with my stomach but was well worth it!). It was a productive meeting but I was so tired my eyes were aching.
9 pm I returned home. Cuddled the cats for a few minutes whilst trying to pack up my bed settees cushions etc.
9.30 pm a buyer came and collected the bed settee. (yippie! Got rid of my old settee after just two days out on e-Bay!)
10 pm I finally got to come home properly, cuddle the cats and then Tylor decided to throw up. Not once but twice. So I gave him water in his special, favourite bowl. He drank it all and threw up the water too. I paniced. Phoned their previous owner Anna at 11 pm (after checking on FB that she was still up).
She really calmed me down. Told me to monitor and wait for a while. And even though I knew it was the right thing to do (and I know why he was throwing up too, but still! Poor baby!) it was soooo nice to hear her say it.
Now it is 1 am. I've been up for 19 hours and am knackeed. But Tylor has been running around playing for a while, and then lying in my lap purring and dribbling for half an hour so I feel calm.
In this very moment he's gone to eat. I will stay up for another hour to see that he doesn't throw up again.
Thank god I'm off tomorrow. I might just sleep all day and only venture outdoors for a massage in the afternoon.
Got up at 6 am. Went into the city for a seminar day for the leadership course I'm attending. This finished at 4 pm.
Between 4-5.30 pm I sat making phonecalls for work, then started walking towards other end of the city.
6 pm I met my colleagues for a combined meeting/meal in a lovely restaurant. (I had a huuuuge steak witch didn't agree with my stomach but was well worth it!). It was a productive meeting but I was so tired my eyes were aching.
9 pm I returned home. Cuddled the cats for a few minutes whilst trying to pack up my bed settees cushions etc.
9.30 pm a buyer came and collected the bed settee. (yippie! Got rid of my old settee after just two days out on e-Bay!)
10 pm I finally got to come home properly, cuddle the cats and then Tylor decided to throw up. Not once but twice. So I gave him water in his special, favourite bowl. He drank it all and threw up the water too. I paniced. Phoned their previous owner Anna at 11 pm (after checking on FB that she was still up).
She really calmed me down. Told me to monitor and wait for a while. And even though I knew it was the right thing to do (and I know why he was throwing up too, but still! Poor baby!) it was soooo nice to hear her say it.
Now it is 1 am. I've been up for 19 hours and am knackeed. But Tylor has been running around playing for a while, and then lying in my lap purring and dribbling for half an hour so I feel calm.
In this very moment he's gone to eat. I will stay up for another hour to see that he doesn't throw up again.
Thank god I'm off tomorrow. I might just sleep all day and only venture outdoors for a massage in the afternoon.
Monday, 15 June 2009
they got married!
My wonderful brother Po and his wonderful girlfriend of 10 years - Janna - got married on Saturday afternoon in an allotment garden here in Stockholm.
It was a special day, a lovely evening and a crazy night, where we ate cake, drank champagne and cocktails, talked and laughed into the early hours of Sunday morning.
Needless to say I dressed accordingly to the occation:
- Very expensive and pretty dress bought for the day in question
- old warm, wooly cardigan bought 14 years ago in a H&M in London
- gorgeous, warm socks borrowed from my friend Katarina
- and my faithful wellies.
Well, it was raining, after all! In the background you can see one of the winesses - Lisa (I was the other witness) - and the judge who wed the happy couple.
Thursday, 11 June 2009
scary hairy
I went to have my eyebrows tinted and shaped today. Usually I do it myself, but every now and again it is nice to have a professional looking after my unruly eyebrows.
She (the beautician) started plucking. Then asked if she could use a thread to get rid of all the small hairs. I've only read about this technique before, and was keen to try it. It worked wonders.
Then she asked me if I wanted her to get rid of my moustache too. I didn't really know I had one, but said yes as it was obviously there if she wanted to remove it. It hurt like mad, and judging from the hairs that went flying up my nose, I must've had a mega growth on my upper lip.
Then, without asking, she continued to remove hairs from my chin! Surely to god I didn't have hairs there too? But yes, judging from the pain as she removed them there were plenty of them...
When she stopped, asked if she should remove the hairs from my cheeks too I had to put my foot down. I might be hairy, but I'm no bloody santa claus!!! She made me feel as if I shouldn't leave the house in the mornings without shaving my face.
If there are hairs on my cheeks they can stay there, god damn it.
Oh, I forgot to mention my eyebrows are looking absolutely gorgeous though...
She (the beautician) started plucking. Then asked if she could use a thread to get rid of all the small hairs. I've only read about this technique before, and was keen to try it. It worked wonders.
Then she asked me if I wanted her to get rid of my moustache too. I didn't really know I had one, but said yes as it was obviously there if she wanted to remove it. It hurt like mad, and judging from the hairs that went flying up my nose, I must've had a mega growth on my upper lip.
Then, without asking, she continued to remove hairs from my chin! Surely to god I didn't have hairs there too? But yes, judging from the pain as she removed them there were plenty of them...
When she stopped, asked if she should remove the hairs from my cheeks too I had to put my foot down. I might be hairy, but I'm no bloody santa claus!!! She made me feel as if I shouldn't leave the house in the mornings without shaving my face.
If there are hairs on my cheeks they can stay there, god damn it.
Oh, I forgot to mention my eyebrows are looking absolutely gorgeous though...
Wednesday, 10 June 2009
the meaning of life
Today an acquaintance asked me if I've felt there is no point?
I said I wasn't sure in what context she meant.
She said "just no point. With anything. There just isn't any point with anything".
I haven't thought in those thoughts, but I think she is right. There isn't much point to anything. But does it matter? Does everything have to have a meaning? Do things have to have a meaning to be nice or interesting or enjoyable?
I guess there's always two ways of looking at something, isn't there?
I said I wasn't sure in what context she meant.
She said "just no point. With anything. There just isn't any point with anything".
I haven't thought in those thoughts, but I think she is right. There isn't much point to anything. But does it matter? Does everything have to have a meaning? Do things have to have a meaning to be nice or interesting or enjoyable?
I guess there's always two ways of looking at something, isn't there?
Monday, 8 June 2009
I'm flapping
Just to let you know I haven't died - my absence from this blog is due to my scheduale being mental at the moment!
Today I did laundry, hoovered, ironed, cooked and dusted until 15.30.
16.00 I had a meeting at work (even though it is my day off).
17.00 I had a phone conference (even though it is my day off).
18.00 I'm due at my brother's for some last minute planning for the upcoming wedding.
Tomorrow morning I start work at 7.00.
I have a conference at 11-14.
14.00 I am due a meeting with a patient and her psychiatrist at the hospital (which means I need to leave the conference a tad early).
17.00 I have a meeting with a curator.
19.00 I'm off out for a compulsory dinner with the management group.
And so it goes on and on and on and on. I haven't really figured out when to sleep. To eat. To spend time with the boys.
When on earth will I have time to do the regular tasks at work such as economy, staff rotas and medication checks?
When will I have time to study for my exam which is due in two weeks time?
I'm flapping. Stressing out completely.
Today I did laundry, hoovered, ironed, cooked and dusted until 15.30.
16.00 I had a meeting at work (even though it is my day off).
17.00 I had a phone conference (even though it is my day off).
18.00 I'm due at my brother's for some last minute planning for the upcoming wedding.
Tomorrow morning I start work at 7.00.
I have a conference at 11-14.
14.00 I am due a meeting with a patient and her psychiatrist at the hospital (which means I need to leave the conference a tad early).
17.00 I have a meeting with a curator.
19.00 I'm off out for a compulsory dinner with the management group.
And so it goes on and on and on and on. I haven't really figured out when to sleep. To eat. To spend time with the boys.
When on earth will I have time to do the regular tasks at work such as economy, staff rotas and medication checks?
When will I have time to study for my exam which is due in two weeks time?
I'm flapping. Stressing out completely.
Friday, 5 June 2009
arse
I'm attending a wedding next weekend. A rather special one. So I've been looking for a dress to wear. Not just any dress, but a dress that is suitable for the occation as well as for my rather voluptuous figure.
Today I found it. It is just the most perfect, wonderful, funky dress in bright colours. It was just hanging there, lonely on a hanging rail in a shop. the last one. And it was two sizes too small.
Bugger and arse! Any good tips on how to loose about two stone in a week anyone?
Today I found it. It is just the most perfect, wonderful, funky dress in bright colours. It was just hanging there, lonely on a hanging rail in a shop. the last one. And it was two sizes too small.
Bugger and arse! Any good tips on how to loose about two stone in a week anyone?
Wednesday, 3 June 2009
Saturday, 30 May 2009
lazy day
Kif, Tylor and I have spent the day on the balcony.
It must be close to 30 degrees and it's been sooooo nice!
I have lots of should've, would've & could'ves today, but I opted for bugger all and am pleased I did so.
It must be close to 30 degrees and it's been sooooo nice!
I have lots of should've, would've & could'ves today, but I opted for bugger all and am pleased I did so.
Wednesday, 27 May 2009
things that make me happy
Tuesday, 26 May 2009
short stories
- I have 6 tomatoes growing nicely on my tomato plants already!
- I have managed to eat two proper meals today - and got to keep them!
- Tomorrow I get a grocery home delivery and pray to god it won't be that same sleezy delivery guy that asked me out once before.
- My settee was to arrive last week, but still no sign of it...
- I have finished writing my first home assignment on leadership and values. Feels great to study again!
- I'm off to see that new Wolverine movie at the pictures tomorrow.
- Kif woke me up this morning, and after my initial frustration of being woken up "so early" I realized I'd slept through my alarm! I owe Kif one big time!
Sunday, 24 May 2009
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