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It's been another crazy busy weekend in the string of crazy busy weekends that make up my life. On Friday, I had another (!) Wonders dinner, this time without Angie, at Kelly's home. I joked the since we were missing "won", we were only the Drrrrs. It was not the most fun evening, since we mostly talked about our anxieties over the upcoming election and divorce/custory horrors. The next time we'll see each other is Thanksgiving here in Flyinge, but that's not until the beginning of December (our date is late this year due to Anders' work travel schedule).

Last night was a dinner party slash bachelorette bash with colleagues (slash friends). We were nine women and it quickly got out of hand :) in a good way. We started at Barbara's home and surprised our friend Helen, who was only expecting the half of us that she usually has dinner with. Barbara had made a huge spread of the most delicious appetizers and we all stuffed ourselves. We had an 80 smash hits playlist playing and Suzanne had made Jello shots so there was soon quite a lot of loud laughing and dancing. There was even a cake with a penis on it (so vulgar! so 80s! so funny!) made from a banana and both halves of a Swedish chocolate ball (covered with shredded coconut). We dressed Helen up in ridiculous accessories (candy bra, pink feather boa, garter belt, "Bride-to-be" deely-bobbers) and played games and then headed by train to Malmö for yet more food and drinks, all the while singing 80s the station, on the train, and walking down the street. We went to Pinchos which is the new trendy app restaurant in Malmö but which I wasn't super impressed with.

The weather could have been better, since it was pissing down rain all evening, and has been very windy for 2 days, blowing all the pretty leaves off the trees. We managed to wrap it up at a rather reasonable hour, by dint of having to catch a particular train or being forced to wait another hour, so I actually made it home by midnight. Where I found both Martin and Anders had already gone to bed and Karin, who had a friend sleeping over, in full-on dramatic make-up (her friend is taking some sort of high school program for make-up artistry).

I managed to sleep in a little bit this morning, but am still really tired. I had an extra choir practice from 11-1 and then Anders, Karin and I went to Malmö to spend a few hours with his mom. Martin spent the afternoon and evening with friends making sushi.

Martin agreed to help me yesterday with choir practice, much to his regret. He and I went to the store in the early afternoon, and while we were on the way, I told him that I needed help, because this coming Friday I am singing in a concert and I have to know 2 verses of the de facto Swedish "National" song by heart and I'm the only non-Swedish born person in my choir, and I didn't learn it in SFI when I moved here or when I became a citizen, and OMG SO FUNNY. I CANNOT get the melody right and Martin was dying of laughter and embarrassment and horror at my pronunciations. He went over the words and the melody with me line by line and I repeated them after him and every time something was wrong. We were laughing so hard we were crying.

It's the weirdest melody: it goes up when you expect it to go down and down when you expect it to go up, and it's full of old-fashioned Swedish words and some of the lyrics are just plain stupid: Jag vet att Du är och Du blir vad Du var, for example, which translates to "I know that You (the country) are and You will be what You were". I have the tendency to sing every line like the last one, which just made Martin writhe. BUT! Today at practice I managed to get through the whole thing with NO MISTAKES! So, yay me and yay for my song coach!

I'm really hoping that this week at work won't be as hellacious as the last few have been but it's a forlorn hope, I'm afraid. We have to pick up Anders' car from service tomorrow, which means Anders is driving mine to work and dropping me off, which in turn means I'll be early to work and not leaving until late (which also means I might miss WW). I have a dentist appointment on Tuesday. On Wednesday I have the handover AWC board meeting. Thursday is choir practice and Friday I have a half-day work conference and then choir rehearsal all afternoon before the concert at 7. WHEW. And now we also have plans to have brunch with Anders' family on Sunday.

Martin has made some progress on his to-do list: he's applied to two colleges! Both of them are in Michigan and he has two more that he's applying to (both also in Michigan) as well. He's filled out the federal financial aid form online, and now he has to finalize his photography portfolio and order copies of his IB diploma to send with the applications. He can't apply for financial aid from the Swedish government until he's been accepted by a school, apparently but I need to verify that. I understand why he wants to go the States for school, but I really really hope he'll be able to get some grants and scholarships, because otherwise he will be so in debt when he graduates that I wonder if it will have been worth it. Did I mention that school in Sweden is free? *sigh*

He also came home with his hair dyed white-silver this past week. :D At least it's better than a tattoo! Karin is also going blond(er) on of her friends has a mom who is a hairdresser and they need hair models to use as examples of different techniques. She's getting her hair done in an ombré so hopefully it will look natural :)

OK, that's all. Need to get some things done tonight before I collapse, muddy and exhausted.
mood: busy
music: Vienna Teng—Landsailor

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What should I do with all my collections of beautiful images? I have folders stuffed with pages ripped out of magazines, virtual desktop folders stuffed with images that I've saved to savor, greeting cards that I have bought simply because they are beautiful, which means I will probably never send them to anyone because I am, funnily enough, selfish of beauty. Prints of photos by family members, old calendars that I have saved because I love the images in them, etc., etc., ...!

What do you do with this kind of stuff? Should I curate/collect them into some sort of book (only for me, since they are other people's images mostly? I can't frame and hang all the stuff I have...I could fill several houses or more with the amount of beautiful images and the framing costs would ruin me, haha!

Does anyone else save stuff like this? I run the images I save from the web on my desktop and screensaver and they make me inordinately happy when I see them. But I don't see them that often, and all the ones that are printed sit in folders and boxes...

Any ideas? Help me, Internet Kenobi, you're my only hope!
mood: confused
music: Sarah McLachlan—Good Enough

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Life is just so damn busy all the time! Even when I have days to do "nothing", I have to wrap it in apostrophes because it's never nothing, is it? There is always something. And if not for me, then for someone that I have to deal with, help, find time for, whatever. I'm not complaining, actually, it's just how things are, and I know that autumn is always crazy season. Work is especially crazy right now, and we're short-staffed this week which isn't helping. I spent much of my day running around, feeling like a chicken with my head cut off, and left work feeling that I hadn't really gotten anything done when that is not actually the case. I got things done! I was just constantly on the move, constantly interrupted and constantly multi-tasking, which always makes me feel less empowered and more manic.

I was going to write through what I did this past week or so, since I last caught my breath and sat down to post, and then I sat here for a second staring blankly at the screen. What HAVE I been doing?

Let's see. Monday was WW. No real change; even if I went down it was so little as to be negligible.

Tuesday last week was the Annual AWC meeting and board elections and I'm back on the board of the AWC. As Editor. I am hoping to find another person to help out as part of the webteam, but it's much easier now than it used to be thanks to all the improvements that Russell & Kathey made last year to our website. There are lots of activities coming up, as always in the end of the year, and I'm looking forward to them: wreathmaking, julbord, cookie exchange, glögg fest. And I was going to have to miss the November book group because I have tickets to see Elton John that night, but while we were at book group last week, the subject came up and it got moved without me even asking, since the hostess for that month had a hindrance come up. Yay!

On Thursday we had an after-work goodbye party for one of the illustrators on my team. I'm really bummed that he's left because he was SO good, so quick and so creative. Even though there are now three illustrators, two of which are brand new, I think his particular skill set is one that is not easy to find and he fit in really well with the team. And yesterday it was announced that another person in our group is leaving, too. The times, changing, etc. I just hope none of the other three people on my immediate team ever leave, because they are all completely awesome.

I left the work gang at the restaurant at 6:30 and headed to book group. We had a nice discussion that started with the book and then veered all over the place. The best kind of book group!

On Friday, I met up with 3 of the Wonders for dinner. I picked up Emily on the way and we drove to the restaurant, only to find Debbie sitting outside it, on the phone, trying to find another place with an open time slot because the one we had picked was closed for the season. Drrr! No luck, as it was the Friday after payday, every place in town was booked solid. Angie arrived while we were still calling around and we left her and Debbie's bikes and tried one other nearby restaurant (also seasonal, also closed) before ending up at what used to be a rundown pizza dump before and is not a little more upscale. It turned out to be fantastic! They still have a fast-food kiosk-type menu with pizza, kebabs, schnitzel, etc., but I got a burger and it was to die for. With a pretzel bun, even! DELICIOUS. However, after I talked the waiter into giving me a make-my-own burger with mozzarella and mushrooms (not on the menu), I asked if he could give me a side of mayo. "Mayo?" he said blankly. "I don't think we have mayo."

What? It's not a cheese and mushroom burger without mayo! Then Angie said, "I can call Kaisa to bring you our Hellman's, if you want." Kaisa is her teenage daughter, and they live right across the street from this place. So I did, and she did and Kaisa did, and it was the best burger ever! Score!

It was a hard evening conversation-wise as one friend is going through a horrible divorce, one friend recently was bullied out of her job and ended up quitting and one friend's mother died this past year. We are getting together again, minus Angie, but plus Kelly, in a few weeks...I think it will be the most we've seen each other in ages.

Saturday was busy and fun. Karin had 2 friends sleep over on Friday night, so I rousted them all out of bed early Saturday morning, because Martin had to work, and Karin and I were picking up Camilla on the way to dropping him off and going to the Stångby Arts & Crafts Fair. We got there just after 12 and had a lovely hour poking around looking at all the beautiful stuff on offer. It was pretty expensive, I thought, so I was restrained. I bought a pair of earrings for Karin from a friend that does jewelry, 2 original watercolor cards, and then I saw this picture frame and had to have it:

It goes around a corner! How cool is that?? He had one more that was even prettier, made from an old window, that went around an "outside" corner (the one I bought goes around an "inside" corner) but we don't really have any good place for it in the house. I have the PERFECT place for the one I got, now I just have to figure out what I want to put in it. *happy dance* What do you think? Should I paint the frame or leave it natural?

Karin and I dropped off Camilla, and went home for a couple of hours, then I went back to Lund, picked up sushi and Martin and got home in time for Debbie's arrival. We had an absolutely lovely evening talking and talking and talking. I am so lucky to have such good friends. :)

Sunday was a bust, however. I woke up at 7:30 with a terrible migraine. Blinding, shooting pains and pressure. Got up, drank water, took Advil, laid back down with the wooden massager under my neck. Thankfully, Martin didn't have to be at work until 12, so I was able to doze off a bit, but the headache persisted and I ended up taking more tablets a few hours later and using the electric neck massager, all to no real avail. I had the headache all day. I went back to bed in the early afternoon, hoping that would help, but it didn't, and even more medicine before I went to bed that night. Was VERY grateful to wake up headache-free on Monday, as I'm sure you can imagine.

Yesterday, my friend & colleague Suzanne and I took a visiting US colleague out to dinner. We haven't seen her in forever, since I don't get to go to the US for work every year any more and Suzanne doesn't travel for her job at all, and Donna-Sue hasn't been to Sweden in ages either. It was a nice evening full of work gossip and laughter.

And that brings us to today. I left work early and went to Malmö to have my hair done. I'm reserving my opinion until I see how it is after showing tomorrow, but I am a little worried that the color is too orange. :( Barky is flaunting autumn colors with the rest of the world, wooooo!

Tomorrow is my "night off" with no plans, haha, and Thursday is choir. Friday, Anders comes home from his 2-week trip to Italy. He was at my brother's over the weekend, helping them on their new house renovations: laying wood floors apparently and playing with the little boys. :)

Whew! Can you believe it's already October? I can't. I mean, I can, it does the same damn thing every year, but it feels ever faster now. Okay, that's enough of me, what about you?
mood: busy
music: Scars on 45—Don't Say

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It's a kid-free evening! I dropped Martin off at work at noon (late start today), where the apple orchard and cafe were already hopping, and he had plans to go to a party this evening and then spend the night at a friend's house. Karin is also at a party, and won't be home until around 1 a.m. though I am hoping she'll be responsible and come home earlier, since she has to get up early to leave for a soccer game tomorrow...though she will be able to sleep in the car for 1.5 hours as it's an away game. Anders is driving her, so that means tomorrow, I can sleep in.


And I can do whatever I want, ALL DAY LONG, since no one will be home until mid-afternoon at the earliest, and Martin isn't done with work until 6. Woo hoo!

I am very pleased with the absentee voting procedure this election. I am receiving THREE ballots! To be absolutely sure that my vote will be counted (hopefully three times, haha!), the Chicago Board of Elections sent me a paper ballot via email to be printed, filled in, and mailed; a link to a secure website where I could fill in my ballot, then print it out, sign the certification, and mail it, AND an actual paper ballot via post, which should be here by next week. Martin, too, and I have to say, it made me very happy to tick a box that did NOT have Trump's name next to it, that wanker.

Guess what I saw today! You might have thought that because the autumnal equinox was this past week, on Thursday, September 23, that it was then that fall officially began. That might be true for the rest of you residing in the northern hemisphere, but for those of us in Skåne (or at least for me), it's the first sighting of a sugar beet on the side of the road that really marks the changing of the seasons and the official start of autumn.

The sugar beet factory actually lit up and went into production a few weeks ago, and Anders said he'd already seen harvested heaps of sugar beets in the fields, but I hadn't seen any, and it's not until they start falling off the beet trucks that I consider fall has officially begun. They're big, beige (not red), ugly harbingers of seasonal change.

Today, I vacuumed, wrote a long email to my first family, stripped all the beds and remade ours, finalized the cover for my recipe book and sent it to print, prepared several webpages for the AWC meeting & newsletter, took Martin to work, grocery shopped, played iPad games for far too long, surfed Instagram, did 5 loads of laundry, emptied the dishwasher, cleaned out the food garbage container and washed the bins, got Karin to clean the bathtub, drove with Karin to Sandby, finished one book, and am halfway through another. Oh yes, and I voted! Very productive, eh? But tomorrow?

I don't have to do a damn thing, if I don't want to. Double-woo!
mood: productive
music: Lenka—Trouble is a Friend

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Twice recently I drove home in the evening and marveled at the full moon. It was huge and silver and beautiful. When I got out and parked the car, I went into the back yard, where the streetlights aren't so bright and stared up at the sky. Black and clear and spangled with stars and that huge glowing moon hanging over the side of the sky.

We're supposed to be getting our election ballots by the end of this week. If you are American and reading this, you had better be voting. If you are American and living overseas, it's not too late, if you act NOW. Go to and get your ballot, STAT. Why wouldn't you vote when you have the chance? YOUR VOTE IS COUNTED.

Yesterday, I drew cookies and stars and a tomato and a strawberry and a cow and a piece of cake. And now my recipe book needs a cover, and then I can send it to print, wahoo!

I went to WW tonight and I'd lost the half a kilo that I went up last week, that I went down the week before, that I went up the week before that. *sigh*

The leaves are starting to turn. I've had to wipe water off the car windows in the morning for a couple of weeks. I'm dreading the day it's ice, not water, and I have to scrape instead of squeegeeing.

When we picked up Martin from work on Sunday, we were told to go pick a kilo of apples for free. I couldn't reach any of the ripe ones, so I just wandered the rows reveling in the smell of apple and grass and autumn while Karin climbed up on Anders' shoulders and picked the biggest apples she could find.

Things I have planned for the next couple of months: shopping and dinner with D&C, TWO get-togethers with the Wonders (though one person will be missing from each), a bachelorette party for a friend, singing with Star For Life, going to see Elton John in concert with my daughter, a short trip to Berlin with Anders and Karin (the week after Martin leaves for Peru).

I need to go write an email to my mom, sister and brother, who have all been seriously and mysteriously incommunicado ever since we all scattered at the end of the summer. What the hell, first family, was 3 weeks of togetherness too much for us?
mood: contemplative
music: Barbra Streisand—Lullaby For Myself

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It's the middle of Sunday, nearly, and it's been a productive weekend. I vacuumed, windexed, drove Martin to work, and grocery shopped. I finished the AWC presentation for the annual meeting that is coming up and sent it for review, prepared the ballots for the board elections and worked on real work (another PPT) for 2 hours. And in between I did laundry and read all of Neil Gaiman's The Ocean at the End of the Lane, which I was VERY late in finally getting around to, and which I promptly regretted because it was wonderful and I gulped it down all day until I was done.

After dinner (artichokes, macaroni & meatballs, thrown together by me), Martin and I watched Ex Machina. It was really good, but claustrophobic and unpredictable and provocative. Now I'm reading The Invisible Library and after one chapter I'm hooked so I hope it continues at the pace it started out with.

It's sunny at the moment, and I need to go for a walk and I need to work on my recipe book since I didn't have time for it yesterday. My personal deadline is end of September, as I need to send it to print in time for it to come back and be ready for Christmas gifting. I updated my to-do list today and you'll never guess what's on it: yep, Christmas stuff. AUGH.

And after that, I have a couple more hours of real work (never-ending PPTs) and then, I think, we are going to visit Anders' mom this evening. The reason why I have real work during the weekend is my own sense of obligation. This coming week I have FOUR half-day workshops about our new helpdesk platform which means 2 days worth of time I can't do my regular job. URGH. And since it's busy time, especially for PPTs, I thought I'd better get some of them dealt with over the weekend to minimize the amount of stress in the next few days. Smart, eh? Except, when I think about's sunny out, and even if it's chilly, sitting at my desk and working on work PPTs is not really the way I want to spend my free time. *sigh*

I went to see Kinky Boots (the musical by Cyndi Lauper & Harvey Fierstein) on Friday night with my friend Debbie. Camilla was supposed to be with us, but ended up having to cancel last minute as her mom had fallen and they were at the ER getting her checked out (broken arm in 2 places, sprained ankle). Debbie and I had a lovely dinner at a fantastic tapas place near the opera hall, and then enjoyed the show. It was very well done, and the message is one we all need reminding of, but I found the story predictable and rather rote. The 2 leads were fantastic, though, with amazing voices.

Not the most exciting post, but there you have it: my life in 1 weekend. :) Now I'm going to draw a cake before my walk.
mood: productive
music: Adrina Thorpe—Fly

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I grind my teeth.

My parents called me Lisa until I was 5 years old.

My fingernails are really strong.

I'm an alto.

I can type 90 words a minute, approximately.

I'm left-handed.

Bug legs give me the heebie-jeebies.

I'm a Monday's child.

I've moved 29 times in my far.

I didn't get my first driver's license until after I had graduated from college.

During an average 7-day week, I eat salmon at least 4 times.

I've never been drunk.

Your turn!
mood: silly
music: Roxette—My World My Love My Life

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I've started to write a post twice but was stopped by a sense of futility: faced with blankness, my mind was blank, too. This is my third attempt and I figured it was easier to just start typing and see what happens. Sometimes, words flow better if you open the valve without looking at what you are doing; let them pour from between your fingers, between the keys of the keyboard, gush from the wellspring of a mind that sometimes needs to be tricked into thinking.

The sun shone all weekend; the sky a flawless blue. In the early mornings and in the evenings, the light lies like a glimmer on every blade and tuft and leaf. It's not as if I had a lot to do these past two days; nevertheless, I have been constantly in motion: busy, working, a million little things to clean and sort and start and do.

I read a bad book and now I'm reading what I hope is a good one. Usually I can stop when I hit the bad books. Life's too short to read bad books; but I kept thinking it would get better. It wasn't badly WRITTEN, but the plot points were heavily manufactured and the author kept making clumsy references to things that dragged my attention from the story, so that I landed with a thud outside the book. Anyway, now it's in the bag for the media sale and I've started the book for book group, which so far, is flowing along and pulling me with it in the way that good books do. Effortlessly, and well, not mindlessly, but mindfully.

Today I drew a garlic bulb and a lemon, whole and sliced. I want to do one more illustration before bedtime, maybe a strawberry. Something sweet. It's not exactly drawing; I'm cheating a bit and tracing but then adding my own spin to the line to make it mine.

The rosebush in the front has exploded again; full to bursting with peachy gold pinkness. It's so pretty it makes my heart ache. I take photos of it constantly; I can't stop. Won't stop. I want it to last forever. I know that's part of what makes it so beautiful: the knowledge in the back of your mind that it won't last forever. It's why we take photos of our children, our parents, our loved ones, isn't it?

A good weekend with lots accomplished and much relaxing, to boot. I hope yours was the same.
mood: peaceful
music: The Cure—Lovesong

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Trundling along. The weeks zip by and I zip with them. Zippidee doo dah, that's me. At least not zippidee dodo, eh? haha!

On Monday morning, when I was driving to work, I made the turn from our big roundabout onto the highway entrance ramp and immediately regretted it. Traffic was backed up onto the ramp, and the highway was dead stop, packed. GAH! No way to turn around. And once you are on the highway, you can't get off until you're all the way to the first exit in Lund. Some idiot several cars ahead of me was stopped halfway down the ramp, backing up traffic into the traffic circle and beyond, behind us, until someone in the car behind him got out and told him to stop being an ass move on down to the end of the ramp. Once we got to the merge lane, there was nowhere to go. I turned off the engine and pulled out my book, which THANKFULLY I had with me that day (never, never go anywhere without something to read!). I was extra glad because my phone was very low on battery, so I couldn't just sit and browse Instagram for any length of time.

An ambulance came down the ramp very slowly behind us, after honking several people out of his way, and proceeded up the shoulder (again, very slowly, because so many cars were blocking his access...GAH), so we knew it meant there was an accident up the hill somewhere. A little while later an unmarked car with blue flashers also came down and then another big towing truck. After about 40 minutes, we saw things starting to move up ahead and everyone turned their engines on and we inched towards Lund. By the time we got to where the accident had been, there was nothing left but 2 police cars totally blocking both lanes and 2 policemen sweeping glass off the road. Yikes. What a way to start your Monday morning, being in a bad enough accident to block 2 lanes of highway for over an hour. :(

Yesterday, as I was getting ready to leave, Anders called and warned me not to take the highway. There was deep fog all morning and he had heard on the radio, right before he would have turned onto the entrance ramp. that the highway was closed again, this time due to a burning car. And right after that, a collision in the fog, and THEN a series of collisions by people driving too fast in the fog who crashed into the first accident! YEESH. They had the highway between our exit and Lund closed for several hours. And the trains between Malmö and Lund were out of commission almost all day. We heard of people who made it to work only after THREE hours stuck on trains, and shuffled onto buses.

Seems like Skånetrafiken and Vägverket have their work cut out for them lately. It's a definite that E22 can't handle the amount of traffic it carries nowadays.

Two days ago I put the ironing board in the hallway and draped my two blouses and the big red tablecloth on it. Today I managed to get the iron out and put water into it. Progress! Then I promptly went and laid down for a 1-hour nap. Maybe by the end of the weekend, I'll have actually managed to turn the iron on and get the job done. I hate ironing. I was sort of hoping that having it sit there for days on end a while would motivate someone else in the house to step up and do it, but I fear I am laughably naive overly optimistic.

I am extra tired right now. And it's not because I'm not sleeping enough. I wake up every night around 4 or 5 and have to go to the bathroom and but now, at least, I'm usually able to fall back asleep. It's just after an intense day of work, I am completely wiped out. I suspect it's the urge to hibernate, due to the change of seasons, that is at fault. It's cooler, it's darker, it's time to curl up and sleep through the winter. Too bad I'm not a bear.

Interesting! I never thought about this.
mood: tired
music: Michael Franks—Flirtation

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All the spiders are coming inside, it must be fall. All the skeeter-eaters, too. And the flies come in, but they're so slow and lethargic that it's easy to swat them or blow them back outside. Everything looks yellow-tinged, insect-eaten, wilty. The storks are in the harvested fields, eating worms, every morning in the fog. The leaves aren't falling yet but it feels like just a matter of time. Everything boils down to a matter of time, doesn't it? It's September already. Whether or not it's officially fall, September heralds the beginning of the end of the year. Out of the short 1 and 2-syllable months into the long multi-syllabic names of autumn and winter months. The smoldering end of the year, the dying fire of the seasons. Ember is even built into the names of several of these months, haha!

The temperatures have cooled everything down, and some of the flowers are having a second wind. The roses are blooming, the honeysuckles have perked up and I expect violets any day now. This year, I am hoping for some snow. It feels like we haven't had snow in ages. Even during the winters, I mean.

Even if it's the beginning of the end of the year, so many other things are coming that I feel like it's just more beginnings in many ways. The AWC season is starting again and we're holding board elections at the end of this month. I'm stepping up again, as Editor, though I'm dreading the board thing a little bit. The whole club is in a sort of downward spiral at the moment and I feel an obligation to see what I can do to swing it up again.

Things that are starting or have started: choir, AWC, school for Karin, Anders' work trips, busy season at work. I have tickets to see two shows this fall; I'm excited for both: Kinky Boots (Cyndi Lauper's musical) in September with Debbie & Camilla. Elton John in November with Karin. Anders will be traveling a lot this fall, which I am NOT looking forward to. But I've already booked several traditional fall events: wreath-making, thanksgiving, the holiday cookie exchange and TWO Wonders get-togethers (!).

It's a busy weekend. I sang last night with my choir in an outdoor concert. We performed with a band, so it was extra fun, but very long... nearly 2 hours of standing on stage plus another hour before hand. It was raining on and off as well, drizzling, so there were not as many people as we'd hoped. Tonight we're going to Anders' sister's for a crayfish party, though Martin is sick with a cold so he's staying home. Tomorrow I'm having a late lunch with my two best girlfriends. Even Monday is busy: WW after work and an extra AWC board meeting which I'm going to even though I'm not officially back on the board yet.

The sun is actually peeking out between the clouds at the moment; I see blue sky! How lovely! It makes me so happy when the sun shines. The clouds are racing above the houses, lots of fat fluffy white ones and lots of gray raggedy rain-holders. Time is racing, the seasons are turning and spiraling round again. Can you feel it? Here we go!
mood: calm
music: Jem—Save Me

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