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Got home from the week in Germany last night, sailing up through the country like we had jet propulsion, in stark contrast to our crawling, staggering, stuttered drive down. What took us (and should take us) about 11.5 hours including the ferry and stops on the way back took a horrendous 16.5 hours on the way down, thanks to massive, unending construction and unbelievable traffic. Between Hamburg and Hannover on the way down, while I was at the wheel, 30 kilometers took us nearly 3 hours. ON THE AUTOBAHN.

We had a lovely week with my brother, Simone, the boys, and my mom, in John's new, beautiful, huge house that they have renovated in record time. We had scorching hot weather as well (30F!) and sunshine the entire week. Anders and John spent two full days laying their new deck and we enjoyed bug-free evenings outside in the yard and then on the deck.

Today was laundry, chores, groceries, etc., and tomorrow starts a 4-day week for me that includes insanity at work with a huge amount of stuff to get done before Friday including training our summer worker. Add to that an eye appointment, naprapat appointment and hair appointment as well as WW and a visit to Anders' mom plus PACKING and you can see why I am starting to freak out a little bit. Hard to believe the summer is actually here and we are heading to the US (without Anders, wah!) in 5 days and Martin will not be coming back with us.

Anyway, I'll have to catch you on the flip side since writing possibilities will be scarce while I'm in Michigan. Happy Summer!
mood: busy

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mood: silly

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Anders is cooking dinner with the groceries I bought after I dropped Martin off at the bus station in Södra Sandby: salmon, new potatoes, spinach and a creamy herb sauce to go with it. I bought three big artichokes, too, but figure we can have those tomorrow.

It's another long weekend and yesterday was simply lovely; it was what I needed in every way. The sun was shining, it was warm but not too warm and I left the house at 1:30 (after practice-driving with Karin to her soccer match and finishing a very good book which made me late but the friends I was going to meet are both readers and totally understood). I drove to Lund, picked up Camilla and then we drove to Nova Lund where we met Debbie and proceeded (in one car) to drive up the coast to Helsingborg to Sofiero Castle for the afternoon.

We talked and talked and talked the whole way, and I was able to tell them about all the things that are upsetting me right now and get some good advice and hugs and understanding that I needed. Sofiero castle is a little summer place that the royal family built in 1865 and donated to Helsingborg's city in 1973. It has extensive gardens containing over 5000 varieties of rhododendrons and many other gorgeous flowering shrubs, including azaleas and many, many other species. During the month of June when the rhododendrons are flowering, the park gets thousands of tourists.

We came kind of late, since we didn't arrive until nearly 3 p.m. The park is open until 6 though, so we went straight to the café and ordered sandwiches and fika and sat on the terrace in the sun enjoying the view over the Öresund (you can see directly across to Hamlet's castle of Kronborg in Helsingør, Denmark) and, of course, talking. Then we walked all over the park, and took a bajillion photos of flowers. I literally filled up my phone with flower photos.

Then we drove back to Lund, picked up dinner and spent several hours at Camilla's...talking some more. I have the best friends.

Today it's been overcast and raining that kind of misty drizzle that is super-annoying. My hair is freaking out but I didn't bother to try to tame it today. My list of things to do today and tomorrow includes defrosting the freezer (done) and cleaning out the fridge (tomorrow) and starting an email campaign to reach former AWC members for renewal, and Anders and I are probably home alone tonight, as per usual. Karin has been working all day and Martin has already left to spend the evening with a friend.

Neither kid is going to Germany with us, for different reasons. Karin has just gotten a new job. She charmed the heck out of the manager at the café at the plant nursery here in the village and her start date is the same weekend we are planning to leave. She will only be able to work for 2 weeks before leaving for a month so she's chosen to stay home and work as much as possible instead. They called and told John, who was understandably disappointed but I am more concerned with how his kids will feel about it, considering they haven't seen their cousins for a year. :( My mom will be there though, and I am looking forward to it, regardless, even if I am super-disappointed that we won't all be going together.

I am still having so many issues with my arms and neck that sitting down at the computer to do anything is something I almost dread. But I can't blog from the iPad because it's such a pain to type on the keyboard there, so here I am! Although dinner is ready now, so here I go!
mood: calm
music: Salmon sizzling in the frying pan

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It's another long weekend in the middle of the Swedish spring. We have a glut of them in April, May and June every year and then pretty much NOTHING until Christmas. This one is for Ascension Day, which is today. My company is great about holidays...we always get a half-day the day before and if the holiday falls on a Tuesday or a Thursday, we get the Monday or the Friday off as well. Next week is a regular 5-day work week but then we have another long weekend and a 3-day work week following. And then it's only 2 weeks until midsummer week where we get Friday off...but I have taken the whole week as we are going down to Germany to see my brother and his family.

And after THAT I have only 4 more work days before we leave for the US. It's incredible how fast time goes...I swear it was Christmas moments ago and we're already at the end of May. Geez louise! Or Chess Loo-esh as 2 of Martin's friends used to say when they were little and heard me speaking English.

I haven't done much of anything today except shower, read, run the kids to Sandby to catch the bus, stop at the grocery store and take a nap. And then pick up Martin again this evening.

Oh, and remove all the VHS tapes from the shelves and bag them up for recycling. End of an era, eh? I had said we wouldn't get rid of them until the VHS player died and it finally did. The only ones I have kept are from our wedding and Anders move to Chicago and one that has no label since I am not sure what it is and don't want to throw away something without checking. I also kept Anne of Green Gables, for sentimental reasons. Even if I can't watch it, I don't want to part with it yet. All the VHS tapes filled three large paper bags. And we've gotten rid of tons already in the past.

The thing is, I won't bother even replacing them with DVDs...we have a whole bookshelf full of DVDs and guess what? We almost never watch them either. Everything is Apple TV or streaming or Internet these days. The store chain here that used to rent and sell DVDs has gone over completely to candy and junk food snacks (and I won't be surprised if it goes completely out of business in the next year or so). We have a whole shelf full of CDs as well...another practically obsolete archive. The thing is, there is this little voice in the back of my head that says: don't get rid of them...what if the end times come and don't have Internet anymore? Then you'll still be able to watch the DVDs and listen to the CDs. But that little voice is stupid, because if the end times come, then we probably won't have ELECTRICITY either. Or running water. Or easy access to medicine. God, how depressing.


I sat on the porch for a long time this afternoon, reading, enjoying the warm day, eating a popsicle. I got up to take photos of the lilacs behind the garage which are all blooming beautifully purple, and I checked the cherry tree to make sure the birds haven't eaten all the pre-cherries yet. I bought the net to put on the tree but we haven't all 4 been home at the same time this week so it's not gotten up yet. I hope to do it tomorrow, otherwise the birds will get ahead of us and it won't be worth it. There are a ton of hard little green cherries starting, and I hope we can harvest some of them before we leave or after we get back! Mmmmm cherries!
mood: relaxed
music: none, just me

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Good things
Lilacs, pied wagtails, full-on spring, warm days, cool breezes, a long weekend right now and another one next weekend (!), Late Night talk show hosts that articulate everything I feel about my home country right now, singing Africa in choir

Not so good things
Pinched nerve, lack of motivation, mixed emotions that threaten to overwhelm me, not being able to sit at the computer without pain, unfriending people on Facebook because I just can't take it anymore, end of choir term and not knowing if our choir will continue in the fall

Looking forward to
Midsummer week in Germany, new potatoes, another Michigan summer, seeing my mom/sister/brother/relatives/nieces/nephews/in-laws/friends

Avoiding thinking about
Leaving Martin in Michigan, what my lack of motivation is really caused by, unhappiness, loneliness, anger, sadness

I am just a bundle of overwhelming idiocy right now and I'm well aware of it. Is this what a mid-life crisis feels like? SO CLICHE.
mood: tired
music: Toto—Africa

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Gah. Time goes by too quickly. I think about writing all the time, but then I sit down to do something simple and my arm shoots pain and I give up and don't stay here long enough to write anything. I suspect this is what aging is going to be about for me: falling apart, pain and doctor appointments. And who wants to read about that? NOT ME.

Anyway, we bought our tickets to the US for the summer, or for at least 3 very expensive weeks of it. For Karin's and my round-trip tickets and Martin's 1-way ticket, it cost more than it cost all 4 of us to fly round-trip last year. I finally caved and bought even though I thought it was highway robbery because they just kept going up and I was starting to panic. We couldn't even fly into Detroit, which is only an hour from my mom's because it was DOUBLE the price. So we ended up with tickets to Toronto, which means my mom has to drive 3.5 hours to come get us, turn around and drive 3.5 more to take us home and then do the same damn thing again when Karin and I leave. URGH. But I am compensating by letting her have my firstborn for a month, so that's fair, right? :D

Martin received a scholarship for approximately 1/3 of the summer program cost, so he's officially doing that from July 9-29. The kids and I fly to the US (without Anders, BOO!) on June 30 so we have a little more than a week to get things taken care of before he starts. Karin and I leave again on July 24. Martin will be at my mom's until the International Student move-in date of August 20, which kicks off 2 weeks of orientations and actual classes start for him on September 5. We are also hoping that our good friends Kathey and Russell will be able to come see us while we are in Michigan! Yay!

Can you believe it? I cannot.

We have been working through a list of to-do items for him which include things like letting the Swedish government know he is moving abroad, booking doctor and dentist appointments for him, and investigating whether or not the Swedish health insurance will cover him during his college tenure... No. No, it will not. AUGH. I was SO hoping the Socialist healthcare system would step up, but no. And since I have been away from the US for so long, I have NO clue how healthcare works there anymore, so cue another minor panic. Then we found out that his school offers insurance (don't ask me if the price is competitive, I have no idea), so we have signed up for that, and they told us it was actually automatic for international students and already included in the price of tuition, etc., so that was at least not terrible news. But he still needed coverage for the month of July, so we have dealt with that now. Whew!

I also got my FBARs done and filed, which I was really considering not bothering with, because what are you doing for me these days, America? NOTHING, that's what.

The results of my MRI came and neither me, nor Anders, nor his pharmacist sister nor his (retired) nurse mother understood a word of what it said. I puzzled out that I don't have scoliosis, but that was about it. And I already KNEW that. I had to wait for the orthopedic doctor's referral again before I could get more treatments from the insurance company with the naprapath and that finally came TODAY, so I have an appointment tomorrow, hurray! My arm doesn't hurt as much, but it still hurts and it still goes numb and tingly whenever I sit, lean forward, sleep on my side or stomach or bend over from the waist. Fun!

We are really really hoping to be able to go down to Germany and spend Midsummer week with my brother, which will be Martin's last chance to see them for who knows how long, but we are waiting to find out if Anders' has a class to teach that week or not. He found out today that they have set the deadline for the customer to decide by Friday, so keep your fingers crossed that it doesn't happen so we can go. I will be very bummed out if we can't.

Martin and I binge-watched season 2 of Sense8 over the weekend and now I am feeling remorse. Binge-watching gives you instant gratification, but it means things are over so don't have that long, lovely process of anticipation and agony that is so tortuous and satisfying at the same time. We ARE getting that with The Handmaid's Tale, though, which is really really good and really, really hard to watch, considering how close it all feels right now. I love Elizabeth Moss, but the guy playing Nick is just all wrong to me. He makes me miss Aidan Quinn. And we are waiting for the very last season of Orphan Black which starts June 10. And it won't be done before we are in the States, and then I will have lost my show-watching buddy. Wah!

There are too many things coming up to keep track of: two graduation parties, a 50-year party for one of Anders' old Scout friends, several doctor and dentist appointments, another 50-year lunch thing for an old colleague/boss from Ericsson, AWC lunches and meetings and events, choir practice and concerts, and what not. Whew!

And now I have that simple thing to do that I sat down at the computer for, before I started writing this, so toodle-oo!
mood: busy
music: CeeLo Green—Satisfied

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Itchy eyes

Baby lilacs

Dandelions in the sun

Fat floofy full pots of pansies

Chilly clear blue skies


Strawberry & rhubarb pie with whipped cream

Open windows

Blowing my nose a million times

Breezes, lots

Writing lists

Looking for motivation


Trying and failing to sleep in

Ouchy arm


Pied Wagtails! SPRING IS HERE!
mood: calm
music: buzzy computer, kids watching YouTube

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I don't know what to write about. How lame. Ideas?
mood: guilty

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Even my mom has mentioned how neglected my blog is. I know, I know!

I survived the MRI, but it was not a pleasant experience at all, and I have to wait a week for the results, to even know if they got good enough images to use or if they will want me to do it again (please no).

It's a extra-long Easter weekend, which is nice except for the fact that I am STILL sick (coughing mostly and snucky) and Anders is sick and Karin is sick. The kids and I actually colored eggs on Thursday, something I thought they would refuse to do, so I was happy, even though it took about 15 minutes, haha!

We had Anders' family over for Easter buffet last night and neither Anders nor I felt very well. I had some weirdness going on with feeling bloated and heartburny, and he was running a fever. Hard to be cheerful and hospitable but we made it through the evening at least. It snowed almost all day, believe it not. Huge fat white fluffy flakes which at least didn't stick. It was freezing cold as well. Today was better, mostly sunny and not SO cold, but it's still quite chilly for this time of year!

We both have tomorrow off, too, which is more day to try to recover fully from these stupid non-ending colds. I feel like I haven't gotten a damn thing done in weeks due to not feeling up to anything strenuous. I haven't even clipped the roses down and I suspect it is probably too late now.

But the lilac bushes are all starting to bud, and the cherry tree is about to burst into bloom, and the hawthorn bush/tree in the back is a glorious splendor of popcorny white flowers. Yay for spring!
mood: blah
music: none, just me

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I'm so out of the habit of writing I don't seem to know how to get started again. And I still can't sit down at the computer at home without my arm starting up. I've been super sick with a nasty head cold for over a week now. Had to reschedule my MRI from last week to next week, and if I'm still coughing by Tuesday will probably have to postpone it again.

Highlights of the past week, despite the unbelievable amount of mucus, include Anders coming home from South Africa to be surprised by A NEW BED! and Karin in one of the starring roles of her high school play!

You see, I half-assedly promised my husband a new bed over a year ago, for our 20th wedding anniversary. The issue has been that I LOVE our bed (MY bed, I should say) and he hates it. The reason I love it is because I found it at an antique store in Chicago when I lived alone and it's a beautiful black walnut head- and footboard. He hates it because it's an American double. It's TINY for two people but we managed just fine and I sort of had this "love me, love my bed" thing going on. But I admit, it's REALLY small. Plus it squeaks. But.

So a year ago, I promised him a new bed. But beds in Sweden are crazy insane expensive. A queen or king-sized bed here costs on average 20,000 kronor (2-3 thousand bucks give or take), and that doesn't include bed linens, which we would need all new since the ones for a double bed obviously won't work on anything bigger. And what with Martin's graduation and our tickets for the US trip last summer and all the birthdays and then Christmas, there was just no way. But I've had a bit of a guilty conscience about it all this time.

To top things off, the few times I looked, I didn't LIKE any of the beds available. Everything is so modern and ugly and boxy and fabric-covered headboards. Or no headboards. Or else blond wood, which doesn't match anything and isn't really my style at all. Anders left on a Saturday for South Africa and on Sunday I stopped by two of the bed/furniture stores in Lund just to get an idea of what was available and how much and had all my worst fears confirmed: ugly and super-expensive. SIGH.

The very next day, my friend Debbie forwarded me an email from a woman in the other international club who is moving back to the States in June and selling a pile of furniture, including a continental style king-size bed...for 1000 kronor. That's about $110. How could I NOT buy it? So I bought it. Even though it's got a fabric-covered headboard (dark grey) and is exactly the style I didn't really want. She bought it new 4 years ago and it was a guest room bed, barely used, and she said no one had even slept in it at all for the past 1.5 years.

So, despite the fact that I should have been IN BED, I spent the middle weekend of Anders' trip renting a trailer (which I've never done before), borrowing Debbie's husband, picking up the bed (with Martin's help, too) and getting it installed. Of course, this meant that the day before Martin and I had to take apart Karin's bed (which I finally managed to sell, thank goodness) and then take apart OUR bed and reinstall it in Karin's room, AND go to IKEA to buy some new linens, which I ended up being really happy with.

Anders worked for a week in South Africa and then took a 5-day hiking safari in Kruger National Park. He saw elephants, hippos, rhinos, lions, zebras, baboons and tons of other animals and had a fantastic time. But he certainly wasn't expecting to come home to a new bed! And one that was such a bargain! :D

On Friday, we went to see Karin perform in her high school's yearly play, one that the theater group wrote themselves. It's a thing here: all the big high schools put on musicals in which they have over 165 kids involved, all in different groups responsible for writing the script, the songs, taking care of sets, props, makeup, costumes, PR, etc, plus the actual dancers and actors. Karin had all last week off for rehearsals at Lunds City Theater and they had a smash success premiere on Thursday. We took Anders' mom and my friend Camilla and had dinner in Lund before the show. It was really great and Karin was a knock-out. She had one of the lead roles, and a romantic part and even sang a duet with the guy her character was in love with (not the one in the photo below). Well done! You can see more pics and videos on my Facebook page (thanks to Martin!). She had so much fun that she's considering being one of the theater group mentors for next year.

mood: tired
music: none, just me

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