January 21st, 2004



The sky is a perfect robin's-egg blue. Sunshine so sharp you can get paper cuts on your eyes if you're not careful. And cold, man is it COLD.

Looking forward to: sushi, bookfiend chatting, choir

I have to stop playing around on LJ when I'm supposed to be working.

John and Simone made and gave me a bag of beans for Christmas. That sounds so funny! But it's the kind of bag that you put in the microwave or freezer to help with various aches and pains. Yesterday, I nuked that sucker on high and then draped it over my cold blue curled paws. Then I rested it on my feet while I was working at the computer. Then I stuck it under the covers to warm up the bed. The best thing is that when you heat it up it smells like fresh bread.

The kids called last night, and apparently all's well in the snowy north, although Anders said Karin has been having a crisis of confidence and not wanting to go to ski school the first 2 days. It went better yesterday though, and he's hopeful she'll be fine the rest of the week. They all sound like they're having fun. :) It's so funny talking to the kids on the phone. Most of the talking is on my side, because otherwise they just sit there and don't say anything. You have to ask direct questions to get them started and keep them going. But still, most of their contribution to the conversation goes thusly: "yes. yes. no. yes. yes. yes. watching TV. yes. okay. I love you. Hej då!"
  • Current Music
    kd Lang—Summer Fling


mattcallow makes me homesick TWICE: here and here.

Work was busy but the end of it sucked with a meeting that drained all the fun out of life because stupid opinions and laziness seem to be the most important thing going on these days. :(

Sushi sushi sushi lifted my spirits afterwards, however, as did nearly two hours of cozy chatting with Camilla and Emily, before heading to choir practice where we sang two of my favorite songs *bounce* !!

It is so cold outside that paint is peeling off surfaces. Walking into the wind feels like razorblades are attacking every bit of exposed skin. It's minus 11 celsius right now, and I'm sure those of you up north are snickering at the southern wimp, just like we used to do in Chicago when people from Florida complained about the cold. waaah! As my brother would say, "Here comes the Waaahmbulance!"
  • Current Music
    none. just me.