And these pictures are taken yesterday by the beach here in Trelleborg.
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söndag, januari 31, 2010
Skåne in the winter
And these pictures are taken yesterday by the beach here in Trelleborg.
lördag, januari 30, 2010
Reminiscing, december 2009
The surroundings
Me, making snowangels
Mum and dad
Today Trelleborg looks pretty much the same as Älvsbyn, which kinda makes me homesick, but at the same time, makes me feel like I already am home. I'm going out to take some pictures of the lovely weather while the sun still is up.
måndag, januari 25, 2010
Butternut squach!
(I don't know why I said that. I think I'm having tourettes...)
Or maybe...... its because I feel like a butternut squash today...?
And how, might you ask, does a butternut squash feel? Oh, I'll tell you how a butternut squash feels....
A butternut squash feels fat because it has very a huge bottom.
A butternut squash feels sad and yellow (well doesn't it look sad?).
A butternut squash quickly gets aggravated when people say "well, hellu there pumkin'..." It's not a pumkin. It's a butternut squash.
A butternut squash likes to hang around with the regular squash, but the regular squash is OH, so much more popular.
A butternut squash is always picked last.
A butternut squash has so much things it wants to do, but so little time to do it in.
A butternut squash sometimes get sliced into two halves and get its guts ripped out. It feels bad when that happens and misses its other half (even though she knows she really is the better half).
A butternut squash feels homesick when separated from the family.
That's how a butternut squash feels.
Or maybe...... its because I feel like a butternut squash today...?
And how, might you ask, does a butternut squash feel? Oh, I'll tell you how a butternut squash feels....
A butternut squash feels sad and yellow (well doesn't it look sad?).
A butternut squash quickly gets aggravated when people say "well, hellu there pumkin'..." It's not a pumkin. It's a butternut squash.
A butternut squash likes to hang around with the regular squash, but the regular squash is OH, so much more popular.
A butternut squash is always picked last.
A butternut squash has so much things it wants to do, but so little time to do it in.
A butternut squash sometimes get sliced into two halves and get its guts ripped out. It feels bad when that happens and misses its other half (even though she knows she really is the better half).
A butternut squash feels homesick when separated from the family.
That's how a butternut squash feels.
lördag, januari 23, 2010
The effects of stress
Yesterday at half past one in the night I got the idea that my alarmclock had gone off. I looked at it - drowsy - and thought it said six thirty, so I pulled myself up, took a shower, got dressed and fed the cats. The first clue I got that it was middle in the night was when my cats didn't come for breakfast. I went to the couch where my grey cat Aska lay, firmly asleep. I poked at her, she did wake but didnt move so much. Strange, I thought. But I couldn't stand there and poke the cat all morning, (no matter how funny it is to poke sleeping cats) I had to go to job. So I looked at the watch to see how late I was, and THEN I realized that the wristclock said 01.55. At first I thought the watch had stopped, but then I realized... it hadn't.
Needless to say, I was pretty upset. And my hair was wet. Do you know how bad it looks to go to bed with wet and short hair? It's bad. I would have to wash my hair again when I got up for the second time. Oh, the horror! I went back to bed, I tossed and turned all night, barely getting any sleep at all.
By telling this story to a couple of friends, I realized that (looking back on the past weeks) I have been completely stressed out. Some of it was workrelated stress.Some of it was anxiety for my boyfriend who today leaves me for three weeks in Thailand (I'm a little worried he will have forgotten something at home, like his passport, or that he will miss the plane).
The wake up was in deed a wake up call. Or more like a big blinking neon sign telling me 'Slow down!'. My boyfriend will get to Thailand, and I will get my work done when I get it done. I am doing it as fast as I can.
Now I'm sitting on the couch, all alone for the next three weeks. I'm missing my boyfriend all ready, but at the same time I'm excited about living alone, coming and going as I please, eating when and what I please (mmm bacon!), reading on the couch... I have a feeling I will get some more blogging done. ;)
Until next time, have a great weekend!
Needless to say, I was pretty upset. And my hair was wet. Do you know how bad it looks to go to bed with wet and short hair? It's bad. I would have to wash my hair again when I got up for the second time. Oh, the horror! I went back to bed, I tossed and turned all night, barely getting any sleep at all.
By telling this story to a couple of friends, I realized that (looking back on the past weeks) I have been completely stressed out. Some of it was workrelated stress.Some of it was anxiety for my boyfriend who today leaves me for three weeks in Thailand (I'm a little worried he will have forgotten something at home, like his passport, or that he will miss the plane).
The wake up was in deed a wake up call. Or more like a big blinking neon sign telling me 'Slow down!'. My boyfriend will get to Thailand, and I will get my work done when I get it done. I am doing it as fast as I can.
Now I'm sitting on the couch, all alone for the next three weeks. I'm missing my boyfriend all ready, but at the same time I'm excited about living alone, coming and going as I please, eating when and what I please (mmm bacon!), reading on the couch... I have a feeling I will get some more blogging done. ;)
Until next time, have a great weekend!
fredag, januari 15, 2010
2010 - The year of the child
A funny story...
Yesterday I met an old member of the former bookcircle (not the scifi-club) while shopping. Found out she's eight months pregnant (congratulations!).
Here's the funny part.
When the six of us first formed the circle, childless and bookwormy and all, we was told by the founding member that she was pregnant. Two meetings later... another members pregnancy followed, and during the year, they both got their kids, two cute boys. At the last meeting I attended before I left them, the member which I met yesterday apparently had told everybody that she was pregnant but noone had understood it. Okay, three out of six, I thought. What are the odds? Well, then I learned that another member announced her pregnancy the the month after the previous. So, four out of six. And the fifth was single and the sixth was me.
You see how that is funny, right? But there's more.
My boyfriend got a job, I met his female colleague. She got pregnant.
I started working at my new job. The person which I grew closest to got pregnant. I started commuting with another colleague. She got pregnant. Two more members of my team got member. A boss got pregnant. Another one got pregnant. And another one. And another one. Soon we had about 10 people pregnant at work.
I'm starting to wonder... is it me? Am I sending out some "get pregnant"-vibes? Cause the only common factor seems to be me - and of course nature but let's skip that part for the sake of fun - am I somehow magically getting people pregnant? (Napoleon complex, anyone?) When I lived in Älvsbyn a lot of people got pregnant too. (Not just because there's nothing else to do there...) It's probably because me.
Paulo Coelho says, you have to be open to the signs. I believe 2010 is going to be the year of the child. I am not saying I will get pregnant. Of course I want some children, at some point, which probably is several years away. But the sign of the child can mean so much. Remembering the child in you, preparing for the journey ahead, aging, learning how to be a mother.
I am going to listen to the child, and remember the child in me. That's how 2010 is going to be the year of the child.
Yesterday I met an old member of the former bookcircle (not the scifi-club) while shopping. Found out she's eight months pregnant (congratulations!).
Here's the funny part.
When the six of us first formed the circle, childless and bookwormy and all, we was told by the founding member that she was pregnant. Two meetings later... another members pregnancy followed, and during the year, they both got their kids, two cute boys. At the last meeting I attended before I left them, the member which I met yesterday apparently had told everybody that she was pregnant but noone had understood it. Okay, three out of six, I thought. What are the odds? Well, then I learned that another member announced her pregnancy the the month after the previous. So, four out of six. And the fifth was single and the sixth was me.
You see how that is funny, right? But there's more.
My boyfriend got a job, I met his female colleague. She got pregnant.
I started working at my new job. The person which I grew closest to got pregnant. I started commuting with another colleague. She got pregnant. Two more members of my team got member. A boss got pregnant. Another one got pregnant. And another one. And another one. Soon we had about 10 people pregnant at work.
I'm starting to wonder... is it me? Am I sending out some "get pregnant"-vibes? Cause the only common factor seems to be me - and of course nature but let's skip that part for the sake of fun - am I somehow magically getting people pregnant? (Napoleon complex, anyone?) When I lived in Älvsbyn a lot of people got pregnant too. (Not just because there's nothing else to do there...) It's probably because me.
Paulo Coelho says, you have to be open to the signs. I believe 2010 is going to be the year of the child. I am not saying I will get pregnant. Of course I want some children, at some point, which probably is several years away. But the sign of the child can mean so much. Remembering the child in you, preparing for the journey ahead, aging, learning how to be a mother.
I am going to listen to the child, and remember the child in me. That's how 2010 is going to be the year of the child.
tisdag, januari 12, 2010
Permanent job
My employers changed my employment to a permanent one. (Well, as permanent as any other these days.)
I am SO happy!
Now I have a secure, steady income. I can loan money to a reasonable interest rate. I get to relaxe, not having to worry about the end of my substitute employment, and what job I have to apply for.
In honour of the occasion, tonight I have popped open the old russian champagne I got from the Polivanchuks years ago. And yes, it tasted gooood. :)
I am SO happy!
Now I have a secure, steady income. I can loan money to a reasonable interest rate. I get to relaxe, not having to worry about the end of my substitute employment, and what job I have to apply for.
In honour of the occasion, tonight I have popped open the old russian champagne I got from the Polivanchuks years ago. And yes, it tasted gooood. :)
söndag, januari 10, 2010
No More Christmas
No No, No-No No No.. No more christmas!Today we've choped up the christmas tree like the murderous bastards we are. :)
Since we aren't any good at of christmas trees, it started shedding needles around christmas day, and by the time we took care of it (that is, today) the floor was covered in green needles...
My boyfriend asked me if we're going of plastic tree next year. We'll see how I feel about it then. Usually I'm all for ther real deal, but this tree didn't even smell. I miss my norrbottnian christmas trees. :(
This weekend I've been a little lazy and a little cold, so we stayed inside for most of the time, except for a trip to IKEA where we bought some candles, a lamp, some shelves and some other stuff. We are scouting for a new desk for T, and are also planning on buying the Hemnes-drawer. But we simply cannot decide if we're going for white or black. And if we want a black drawer, doesn't the Malm-drawer look better? (I'll report back when I know what we'll get.)
Next week is SF-bookcircle-time, and then Hanna arrives in Skåne. Oh happy times! :)
Since we aren't any good at of christmas trees, it started shedding needles around christmas day, and by the time we took care of it (that is, today) the floor was covered in green needles...
My boyfriend asked me if we're going of plastic tree next year. We'll see how I feel about it then. Usually I'm all for ther real deal, but this tree didn't even smell. I miss my norrbottnian christmas trees. :(
This weekend I've been a little lazy and a little cold, so we stayed inside for most of the time, except for a trip to IKEA where we bought some candles, a lamp, some shelves and some other stuff. We are scouting for a new desk for T, and are also planning on buying the Hemnes-drawer. But we simply cannot decide if we're going for white or black. And if we want a black drawer, doesn't the Malm-drawer look better? (I'll report back when I know what we'll get.)
Next week is SF-bookcircle-time, and then Hanna arrives in Skåne. Oh happy times! :)
tisdag, januari 05, 2010
The Chronicle of the 2009
Oh, I just love summarys.
As tradition say, now is the time to ponder about what the last year has given us, and also to make our peace with the past. When I went to search for my 2008 chronicle, I was surprised to see that I'd missed to write one. Shame on me! But never the less, it's a tradition and it will continue! :)
Without further ado, the 2009 chronicle
Spring of 2009 - got a new job, in a new town, read some books, saw some good movies (among them The Jane Austen Book Club, formed a new book circle
Summer of 2009 - went to Norrbotten, went to Scotland. Ate some icecream! Yummie!
Autumn of 2009 - read some more books, worked a whole lot, ate some candy, did some blogging
Winter of 2009 - went to Norrbotten, surprised mum for her 50th birthday, went home to Skåne, went to Denmark, Copenhagen, celibrated four years with Tommy, went back to Norrbotten, again, and then home again
The best of the year: Having a steady income
The worst of the year: Not being with friends and family
The saying of the year: "When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it." - Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist
The theme of the year: Too much to read, too little time
The word of the year: SF-bokcirkeln (The SF-book circle)
With this, all I have left to say is happy new year and may your 2010 be the best yet to come!
As tradition say, now is the time to ponder about what the last year has given us, and also to make our peace with the past. When I went to search for my 2008 chronicle, I was surprised to see that I'd missed to write one. Shame on me! But never the less, it's a tradition and it will continue! :)
Without further ado, the 2009 chronicle
Spring of 2009 - got a new job, in a new town, read some books, saw some good movies (among them The Jane Austen Book Club, formed a new book circle
Summer of 2009 - went to Norrbotten, went to Scotland. Ate some icecream! Yummie!
Autumn of 2009 - read some more books, worked a whole lot, ate some candy, did some blogging
Winter of 2009 - went to Norrbotten, surprised mum for her 50th birthday, went home to Skåne, went to Denmark, Copenhagen, celibrated four years with Tommy, went back to Norrbotten, again, and then home again
The best of the year: Having a steady income
The worst of the year: Not being with friends and family
The saying of the year: "When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it." - Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist
The theme of the year: Too much to read, too little time
The word of the year: SF-bokcirkeln (The SF-book circle)
With this, all I have left to say is happy new year and may your 2010 be the best yet to come!
söndag, januari 03, 2010
Home and Away
I am yet again home, but also away from home. It's confusing, this business of going home/away. Home should be where the heart is, and all though I love skåne, my heart is with family and friends in norrbotten...
The trip south took about 10 hours, first the long drive to Umeå from Älvsbyn, took about 3,5 hours. Then waiting, and flying, waiting and flying some more, arriving in Sturup, Skåne, then by bus to Malmö, and by taxi to Trelleborg (I didn't want to wait an hour longer for the bus... Damn sunday traffic! *mutters*)
I shall soon go to sleep since tomorrow is my first working-day in the new year, but first I have some serious relaxing to do in front of one of my favourite series, True blood. So, with the bed underneath me, the laptop in my knee, the mango tea in my right hand and the satsumas in my left hand and the head.. massage.. thingy..? in my hair, I am now disconnecting.
Stay tuned for the yearly recollection and summary, it will be up sometime in the beginning of next week!
The trip south took about 10 hours, first the long drive to Umeå from Älvsbyn, took about 3,5 hours. Then waiting, and flying, waiting and flying some more, arriving in Sturup, Skåne, then by bus to Malmö, and by taxi to Trelleborg (I didn't want to wait an hour longer for the bus... Damn sunday traffic! *mutters*)
I shall soon go to sleep since tomorrow is my first working-day in the new year, but first I have some serious relaxing to do in front of one of my favourite series, True blood. So, with the bed underneath me, the laptop in my knee, the mango tea in my right hand and the satsumas in my left hand and the head.. massage.. thingy..? in my hair, I am now disconnecting.
Stay tuned for the yearly recollection and summary, it will be up sometime in the beginning of next week!
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