HAPPY NEW YEAR

This will be my last blogpost for 2009. Tomorrow I am setting off to London and Donna, and I wont have the opportunity to write until next week/next year.
I am so excited about seeing Donna and meeting her new man, we are just gonna chill, catch up and gossip in the pub. It will be great, I know it will.

This time last year I was heartbroken, ill with the flu and spent the days crying in my pillow. I made the decission to move back to Sweden at this time last year.
So if I reflect on this year, if I look back, what have I learned?

I have learned that time is a great, great healer. That out of sight, eventually becomes out of mind. I stopped dreaming and wishing that He would turn up on my doorstep asking me to come back to England. I stopped hoping that He would record a "mixed tape" (or mixed cd) with powerbalads to describe His undying love for me. And I stopped wondering if He still thought about me, as much as I used to think about Him.
I cant say that it has been a really bad year for me. It started out bad, with me thinking that I would never laugh again. Ever! I came home, to Sweden, and my old room in my parents flat, in pieces. I was still convinced that, it would be a long long while before I laughed again
It wasn't that long though. I threw myself into a new social life, and I know I have said this a million times before but I have to say it again, I wouldnt be where I am today if it wasnt for the great girls I have got to know again.
These women who has opened their lives for me to fit in and feel welcomed.
I am very very lucky to have them in my life, and I love them dearly.
And just because I now live in Sweden doesnt mean that I have lost my friends in England, I have always said that true friendship doesnt end. You dont grow apart from a true friend. So even if I dont get to see them every week anymore, they still hold a special place in my heart.

What else have I learned in 2009?
I have learned that exercise is actually good....yes I have joined the crowd who enjoys exercise. Or maybe enjoy is a bit harsh to say...but the fact is that I have had back problems pretty much my whole life, sometimes more sometimes less. And since september I have also had a pain in my hip (like a 70 year old!) and I have been feeling rotten. I then joined a gym and went two or three times a week and after three weeks the pain was gone! This week whilst beeing ill I havent been to the gym (since exercising with a fever is never good I heard,) and the pain is back!
So I really can not wait to start again, and get back into my routine and ban that pain from ever coming back.
So to sum up the year, it has been medium. It has been ok. I have actually learned a lot about myself (I think) and am ready for a new, fresh start. I am ready for a new beginning.
And who knows? This time next year I might have that special person in my life?
With whom I will plan my future.
I feel it is my turn now.
2010 needs to be my year!

The song I have chosen today is of course, Happy New Year with ABBA....

Let me wish you all a happy and prosperous new year.

Day of adventure

Today I have been on a bit of an adventure with my mum. We left around 11 am to drive aprox 3 miles outside of the city to a big shopping centre, where they have a shop with plus size clothes. Normally I think it should have taken twenty minutes or less to drive, but for some reason we couldnt find it. It took us over an hour to get there. It was ok though, I always have a good time when Im out with my mum whatever we do.

To be honest I didnt hold my breath to find any nice clothes, so far my experience with plus size clothes stores are just dissappointing. With a lot of flowery blouses and pleaded skirts. But this shop is amazing! There was so many nice things, I had my arms full when heading for the changing room. Only to find that it was all too big.. Mum had to go back and get, not one size down, but two sizes down!!
I was almost in tears in the changingroom, I felt so good.
I tried on a dress that look lovely on the hanger, but when it was on me my mother said I looked like an armchair!
Well thanks mother!
I bought a top and a little bolero to wear on new years eve, and I will be going back to that shop soon again.

Tomorrow will be my last blogpost this year, on wednesday Im off to London and Donna, I am so excited!
I am still a bit sniffly and coughing but I am staying in and drinking plenty of fluids, keeping warm, and I'll be damned that I will be better by wednesday and getting on that plane healthy.
This is the last christmas song this year, we shall see what happens next year. This song is not a traditional christmas song, but it still has a lot of christmas spirit I think. I hope you enjoy it.

Strange.....

I am back home in my little flat. It was weird to leave my parents house earlier and I can only explain it to the fact that for thirteen years there has always been a sadness to my leaving after christmas. But not this year. This year I am staying here, or actually I am not, I am going to London for new years, but I am coming back..

So christmas is over, officially anyway, although in my heart it is carrying on for another five days. The snow is gone and I am getting better, although I am still not 100% well. I broke out in cold sweats and was panting for air, just by walking to the car earlier.
I am exhausted since I didnt get much sleep last night either. I am not used to sleepless nights, tossing and turning, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in. I am not bothered about too much light or too much noise, I have even been able to fall asleep in a nightclub.
But last night, sleep was awol. I blame it on the book I finished reading in the early hours of this morning, when I for the fifth time turned the lights on...
"You've been warned" and it is written by one of my favourite authors
James Patterson, this time with Howard Roughan, who I have never heard about before. And I will blame Howard for the badness of the book.
It is NOT good. It is about a girl who take a lot of photographs, until she gets her "big break" she is working as a nanny for a wealthy family, where she is also shagging the father. She had a dream that she saw four gurneys being wheeled out of a hotel (a hotel where she gave birth to a baby boy when she first came to New York, we find out in the very last chapter) the gurneys each hold a body bag and she sees a hand coming out from one of the bags. From then on "strange things starts to happen", she sees, and talks to, her dead father, she talks to a police officer who it turns out is also dead... At one point she thinks there are millions of cockroaches in her wardrobe and freaks out.
The book ends with Kristin (thats her name) being back in the hotel, witnessing her "boyfriend" shoot his wives lover, the wife is slumped over the desk with a whole in her chest, BUT she is not dead(!!!!) Instead she manages to kill her husband with a letter-opener and also injure Kristin so badly she is thought of as dead, but not before she shoots the wife.
Then there is the dead police officer, who happens to be a "mingion" for the devil!! He "interviews" her, to decide which part of hell she should be placed in.
Because she is a bad bad girl who slept with a married man, and deserves to rot in hell! And then the book ends.
A load of rubbish!!! Dont read it, you might end up as wind up as me, and unable to sleep, because you are conviced the phone is ringing and when you answer it, there is no one there. (surprise surprise!) So I am hoping to sleep a lot more tonight.
In my own bed, with no homeless people rumagning in the attic.
Yes you read correctly.. My parents live on the top floor and in the winter months our local homeless people find their way up in the attic. Our landlord has told us to immideately call the police if we suspect them to be in hiding in the building.
I just cant get myself to do it. They dont bother anyone, it is not like they are in my bedroom, and it is sub zero at night. All they want is a bit of shelter. They dont break into our store rooms...so why should I call the police and have them kicked out in the snow?
That is just unnecessary cruelty in my opinion...

Shal I play a christmas song today? Even though it isnt really christmas? But as I said, it still is in my heart. So lets have a song. This one!



I am not sure if it is a christmas song or a "new year song", it was played on new years eve in SATC the movie....but it will soon be New Years eve...so I hope you enjoy it.

MERRY CHRISTMAS

Merry christmas for all of you who are celbratin today, and god fortsättning to all my swedish friends.
Yesterday was calm, peaceful and relaxing, I tried to get som sleep since I was still feeling ill but I just couldnt settle.
I went to bed around midnight and watched some SATC and slept the whole night.
Today I feel better, but I am dfinately not 100% recovered. So it looks I will be spending today indoors with my book aswell.
Mum is cooking a lovely dinner for us and I have spotted all the goodies in the top cupboard....hopefully she wont be stingy but bring at least some of it out before the day is over....

I wont keep you any longer, I am sure you still have some presents to unwrap and some eggnog or mulled wine to drink.
Hope you enjoy todays song. Merry christmas everyone.



and in Swedish.............

GOD JUL

Merry christmas everyone! It is christmas eve and I am as per usual ill. I can not remember the last time I was not ill at christmas. My throat is killing me, I am running a temperature and I am eating antibiotics.
But I am still happy.
Santa had been here with two little presents when I woke up, a body lotion by Nina Ricci and som eyelash recover from Estee Lauder.
I will soon have a shower and then slap on the lotion so I will be sweet smelling all day.

Me and my dad will have a movie marathon later, X-men 1-3 and Wild Hogs.
It will be a good day even though not traditional.
I hope you all have a fantastic day and that santa will find his way to you with many presents.

Merry Christmas!
Today I am playing you the same song twice, once in swedish and once in English.
Enjoy.

The night before

Tomorrow is christmas eve and santa is hopefully finding his way around all the houses in Sweden. I never understood the people who said that christmas is only one day. I would say it is a lot of stress and panic for just one day...for me christmas is the whole of December, it is a warm feeling in my tummy and a time to spend with my family and friends and eat some extra delicious food.
The core of christmas is obviously christmas eve (or christmas day in other countries) when santa comes, and you spend the day feeling happy and cosy indoors with your parents. Christmas in my family was never hectic, because I havent got a big family, my grandparents on my dads side died before I was born and my dad has no sisters or brothers. My mum has a brother and we get along fine, I love him to bits but he was always a bit of a loner and preffered to be with his wife in Russia over christmas. So it is just me and my parents at christmas, I know that for people with huge families it sounds really weird, but I dont know anything different so how can I compare? I dont know how I would cope if I met a man with hundreds of family members that all needed to be visited at christmas...

I am feeling much better today, but I will not work tomorrow, I need to rest and get 100% well before I go to London. My nose is not so blocked anymore, but instead I have a cough and sore throat and I have almost lost my voice. When I tried to take a nap a little while ago I kept waking myself up "grunting" and making weird noises, something I do when I have a cold and cough. So we shal see how well I sleep tonight,hopefully it will all be gone tomorrow.
I have a few christmas presents to wrap, and I am making christmas candy in a little while before settling in the sofa and watching "SYTYCD".



Yes he is definately coming to town!

Is she for real....?

Im still ill..went to see the doctor today and she said it is just a cold and if it isnt better in the new year I can come back. I had to call work and prepare them for the posibility of me not working on christmas eve, or monday and tuesday next week. They were ok, but I get the feeling they think I am just trying to skyve and go to London early...Which I am not, it would cost me a fortune to change the date on the ticket...and I dont think Donna would apriciate me turning up on her doorstep two days early. Especially since she has just moved into her new flat with her new man. But I will confess that I dont want to go to work feeling just ok and then get so ill again that I cant go...
Time will tell I guess, it normally does.

I took a cab home and went to bed, since I didnt sleep much last night again.So my 2 hour nap was welcomed and I now feel better, although my throat is still hurting.
I was thinking of walking to the shop to get a bottle of water, I cant stand tap water, but just realised there is more snow coming! So I will drink tea for the rest of the day and carry on with my SATC marathon.

There is something I wonder... Is there any woman out there who has sex as loudly as Samantha? For real? The noises the woman makes are out of this world!
I have lived in the same house and next door to a lot of people and never ever have I heard anything like it!
Before you say it, I am aware of the fact that Samantha is a character (even though based on a real woman..) and I dont think that Kim Catrall sounds like that when she is having sex. (Or maybe she does?) But I did think that actresses should try their best to portrait a charachter as close to reality as possible? There is no way in hell that anyone would make those noises when they are tightly embraced in a lovemaking session, wether it is with someone they love or with a casual partner just for the night.
Although, thinking about it, there was a woman in the block of flats where Alexandra and Geoff first lived who apparently used to scream the place down. She and her partner lived on the ground floor and Geoff and Alexandra lived on the top floor, and they could still hear her.
And my friend Krystle in Scotland apparently has a neighbour who sounds like a porn star...Krystle normally applauds her when she is done....
I would find it hilariuos...although I am extremely grateful my landlady who lives on the floor above me has silent sex. I have never heard her anyway.

An old neighbour have probably heard me though...My very first boyfriend in England had a thing about "screaming orgasms" and me wanting to be the always satisfying and pleasing girlfriend thought it no harm in faking it every now and then... It wasn't until one night aprox two months after we moved in together, I heard a noise whilst in the bathroom. It took me a few minutes to realise that it was the neighbour upstairs brushing his teeth. And I then realised that the walls were paper thin and probably every person in the whole block had heard me screaming with "pleasure".
And all of a sudden I understood why the woman who lived next door to us always laughed when we met. She was probably wondering if I was for real...
The thing that bothered me the most was that the whole neighbourhood thought that he was a stallion and a demon in bed...whereas the truth was that I was just trying to be encouraging and supportive...


So what should the christmas song of today be then? Maybe something classical and "chastityfied". Nah, lets listen to this one instead. Might as well stay on the "naughty path" when I am here.

Still.....

...poorly. Last night I coughed up a lot of brown phlegm, rather unpleasant to be honest. So I called the doctor this morning and ended up in a queue for an hour! With the echoey voice telling me I was nr one in line for about 45 mins. I think they went on a coffee break and forgot about me. When I finally got through I was told that "normally you dont seek for a cough" so I tried to explain that it wasnt for the cough I wanted to see a doctor, it was the brown phlegm... She wouldnt have any of it, so I told her about my itchy eyes instead and she was happy to make me an appointment for that. Like I was really gonna come away after an hour in the phone queue without an appointment for something!

I had a weird dream last night aswell, about my friend and her husband. I will give them different names so not embarras myself next time I meet them.
I will call them Jane and Bob. I dreamed that I was starting a relationship with Bob, we were kissing in their lounge even though Jane was sitting in the sofa with the children. I whispered to Bob: "But what about Jane? Are you really not together anymore?" He assured me that they were not, and only living together whilst the divorce was going through. And apparently Jane was fine with me. I looked at Jane and she nodded and said it was cool, although her eyes was really sad.
We then sat down to eat and Bob handed me a bowl of icecream to put on my salad. I handed it to Jane who looked at me with very tired eyes and said that the icecream was for the children, not for the adults, so I tried to scrape it off my plate to one of the childrens plate, but it had melted and was more like icecream sauce. At which point I woke up and felt very confused.
So, are there any dream interpretators out there? What does this dream mean??

Since I am not going out anywhere today either, I am having a SATC marathon, having a great day with Carrie and the girls, analyzing relationships and life.
I wonder what a "dust truffel" is. When Charlotte and Trey are buying a new bed, Treys mother insists that they buy a bed with a "dust truffel" or is it "dustruffel"?
Anyone who knows? Please explain to me.

It is now three days til christmas, what song should I play?
Oh I know! This one! Hope you like it!

Another day...

..spent indoors.
Well most of it anyway. I had big hopes that a good nights sleep would have killed the germs and I would wake up refreshed and well today. Unfortunately, that was not the case. I still felt rough as a badgers bum when I woke up. My mum called and promised to come over with some cough syryp and paracetamol. She got on the bus, since neither her nor me have been able to persuade my dad that he should put winter tyres on the car, so the car is out of bounds. When she arrived you could be forgiven for thinking that she had bought the whole chemist. There was paracetamol, two different cough syryps, cough tablet to take at night,nose spray to unblock my nose, and also some tablets that helps to unblock all the snot, and last but not least an eye rinse for my sore itchy eyes. I better be feeling good tomorrow!

I went out for a very short walk after my mum left, but turned back after 10 mins when I ended up ankle deep in snow where I thought would be a pavement but was instead just snow that had been shovelled to the side (do you say shovelled? or ploughed?) I have to say all the men who are out working on the roads, shovelling snow, salting and gritting so that we can get around are doing a brilliant job. My friends husband was out working for thirty odd hours the other day. Are there female "ploughers"? Maybe I should look into it, I like driving... I dont function well without sleep though...

I feel a bit happier now when I have been out and got some fresh air. I can relax in front of the tv with the entertainment of the evening.
Only four days til christmas now, what song shal I play?
I hope I havent played this one before..I cant actually remember which songs I have played and which I havent.

Sick sick sick

I finally fell asleep around five this morning and slept til ten, when the phone woke me up. I have been feeling like death warmed up all day and I am not going to the party tonight, which sucks big time. I have been looking forward to it for such a long time and now I cant go. At the end of the day, it is for the best, I might get even worse and then have to spend the whole christmas in bed. And I dont think anyone would aprechiate me bringing my germs this close to christmas.
So I am home, watching "Bounce" with Ben Affleck (cute) and Gwyneth Paltrow (also cute but not my type). I am only watching it with one eye as my grandmother used to say.
And there is even more snow coming down, bored with it now. Why is it, that when you are working and HAVE to leave the house, all you want to do is stay in, lay in bed and read your book. But when you are forced to stay in, all you want to do is go out. I look in my fridge and see that it is empty and I feel the need to go and do some shopping. Even though I have plenty of food in the freezer and I just had dinner, so I dont actually need anything.
But I feel trapped and imprisoned in my own home. I will have to think about something else to do. Maybe write a bit on my book?
Or give myself a manicure.
This is my dads favourite christmas song, I think it is pretty good too and Mahalia Jacksson has an amazing voice. It really is christmas time now.

Starry starry night

It is 02.45 am, and I am wide awake. Why? I ask! What is the point? I had only been asleep for two hours when something woke me, not sure what, but I felt rested and awake so thought it was around 08.00am. I then realised it was very dark outside, too dark for 08.00am in fact.
So I got up, made myself a cup of herbal tea and put SATC on, with hopes that Carrie and Big will make me sleepy. I can feel that I am coming down with a cold, hopefully not the flu, my nose is blocked, sore throat and my eyes are stinging and dreadfully itchy.
I will only stay up for a little while, then I will take myself back to bed with my book and hopefully go back to sleep for a few hours.
Why do we do this? Wake up, in the middle of the night, wanting food?
And end up sitting, staring out of the window, thoughts running free, and wild.
The snow is still here, and since I am able to stay indoors it makes me aprechiate it more, it is painfully beautiful.

So where are my thoughts? Stupid question really...they are with Him ofcourse.
But something is different tonight, I do not feel sad, just accepting.
I have felt like this before, but it always had sadness attached to it.
Maybe it is because this year is coming to an end, and for many people a time to really start a fresh. Start a new life. I never used to think about it that much, I think if you want to start "a new life" you can do it any day and date of the year.
I am more likely to have a panick attack on January the 1st. It has happened on several occasions, just because I felt pressured to have a "plan" for the new year ahead. And I was always quite sad that christmas and the celebrations was over, and ahead of me was the dark, wet months of January, February and March.
Even though my birthday is in January, which lifts my spirit a little bit, everyone seems to be depressed and not in the mood for celebrating anything, so my birthday has often ended up as a huge antiklimax.
I remember one year, I was out with some girls from work, they left me outside a club I didnt want to go into, I was terribly drunk and ended up calling my mum at 3 am, telling her I wanted to kill myself. My poor mother (obviously) became hysterical, especially since I then passed out, (at home, in bed) and didn't hear the phone ring. The next morning I didnt remember making the call. That was a bad time.

Next year will be different though. Betty will come over and we will go out with amazing girls, who would never leave me outside a club. And I am, hopefully, a bit more grown up that I wouldnt get so drunk that I cant remember telling my mother I am about to kill myself.
I have done some fairly stupid things in my life, I always wonder about people who say: "I dont regret anything I have done, if I lived again I would do everything exactly the same way". Would they really?? Have their lives been so fantastic that they would re-live all the heartache? And have they NEVER done anything so stupid, you just wish there was a button you could press and rewind the situation there and then?
I dont mean that you can, or should live your life without ever getting hurt or sad, I think you need some grief to become a better person and be able to relate to other people. Before you ask, No I do not regret getting together with Him, when I look back at our time together, I realise that I did learn a lot, about myself mostly. But there are things I regret doing and some things I regret not doing. Who knows where I would have been if I had done things differently, we might have been together still or we may not have been. There wasnt just me in the relationship though, for me to have done things differently, so would he have had to do. But I am now, here tonight, feeling more at peace than I have in a long time. I think that I made the decission that was right for me at the time and now, when I am ready, I can move on to a better brighter place, where I will find a different kind of happiness that will be good for me now.

Well, it is now 03.45, I have been writing for an hour and am , to be honest, not much closer to going to sleep. But maybe I will read my book for a while.
Shal I play a christmas song?
Hmmm, ok then, I hope you enjoy this one.

There is no end to it..

I need one of these to get around! It is translated to be a "kick" and you can go really fast depending on how hard you kick. It is like a chair on skates. My grandmother had one, she lived in the northern parts of Sweden where I spent many christmasses as a child. I remember sitting on the chair, my mum behind me, kicking for dear life and me shouting "Weeeeeheeeee"
It was such a great feeling, almost like being on a rollercoaster without straps.

Speaking of my grandmother, it would have been her birthday today, had she still been alive she would have been 109 years old.
Since she lived so far away, I only met her twice a year, so I cant say that I had a strong relationship with her, she died when I was eighteen and I was heartbroken and felt awful for not knowing her very well.
I still miss her sometimes.

The amount of snow is now definately annoying me, it took me an hour to get home on the bus! And I dont do public transport!! Busloads of smelly, wet, snotty people squeezed together spreading germs.

Now the weekend and holiday is settling, a whole week without work. Bliss! Then it is almost time for my trip to London and Donna! Feels like the year will end on a high note.


I once saw an interview with Cindy Lauper where she said that she didn't know why she became famous because she cant sing and her hair is horrendous!
There is a part of me that thinks her voice actually hurts me, it is so bad, but at the same time I have to say that it works, I think she is rather fab!
As for her hair, I will not comment.
Have a great weekend.

Late dinner

Snow is still here, it is still beautiful, but I am alredy fed up with it...
Probably since I feel trapped indoors. Because with snow comes slippery roads and I turn into an old lady who is afraid to go out. I am pathetically scared of falling over. I remember one winter when there was snow in Ramsgate, and I slid and fell in a hill on my into town. I was wearing boots with platforms, and as I tried to stand up I slipped again and rolled to the bottom of the hill and bumped my head on the tyres of a car.

What happened next is probably worse than actually falling in the first place.. Two girls, I am guessing the were around fifteen or sixteen years old, came running (or possibly sliding) to rescue me and they said: "Are you ok madame?".... MADAME!!!! I was only twenty four....NOT old enough to be called madame....

So I now walk very carefully and slowly when it the snow arrives.. To be honest I would rather stay at home, curled up infront of the open fire with my lover and dink hot chocolate. I am aware of the fact that I am missing both an open fire and a lover...

It is now past nine pm and I have been home for an hour, cooked dinner, but only eaten a few mouthfuls, I am hungry but I feel full at the same time, so I decided to put my dinner away and watch SATC instead.
This week has seemed so long, I am grateful it is friday tomorrow and I am off work for a week. On saturday I am going to a christmas party at Jeanette's house, I am really looking forward to have a few drinks, relax and let my hair down.
I should probably get some christmas presents at some point this weekend aswell...

Then I am all set for christmas.
The song of the day is again suitable for this weather.

Winter wonderland

It is snowing!! Big pretty snowflakes, are laid to rest on the ground, making the world look beautiful, silent and quiet. I am so happy at the moment, I just had my last "national test" in maths, and my teacher said I passed with honors!!!
I thought I would get an "average" grade...but I ended up with this.....I feel like I am about to burst with happiness! I am celebrating with a small glass of vodka and the guys from So You Think You Can Dance.
All the study bits are over with for this year, I have applied for next year, but we will see what the future holds for me in 2010.
This time last year I said that 2009 was going to be my year... well 2009 wasn't all bad, but it did have some serious heartbreak I can really do without in 2010.

I do need to concentrate on my vodka and the tv, dont want to neglect them tonight.
I hope you are happy for me, and why not have a drink with me, you in your sofa, me in mine.
Todays song has to be a snowy one....

Revenge on the killer spider

I did my presentation on Guy Fawkes today. It went well, even though I was sick with nerves before I started. My tutor told me I will recieve highest marks!! I am really pleased and quite proud of myself, I know most people thinks that it would be strange if I didnt get top marks, but for me it was never a guarantee, just because I lived in England and I speak fluent english. So today is a happy day.

I have talked to Alexandra on Skype for nearly two hours, which has been great as always, we talked about everything and nothing, and even if I tried to tell you, I know I couldnt, I cant really remember, just Alexandra stuff that only we understand.

As I am about to finish the conversation I see a small creature crawling on my carpet. It is in fact Mr Spider...
A few months ago, everytime I opened my back door I got a facefull of cobwebb. I cant say that I have a fobia of spiders, but nobody likes to get covered in the sticky stuff, right? Unless you are some kind of witch wanna-be..
Everytime I burned it with my lighter and finally I thought he got the message, because the cobwebb was no-more.
What had happened was probably that he got cold and decided to hide for the winter. In my flat.
Well more fool him because I just killed him.
What a cheek, to think he could hibernate here with me.

I am waiting for another skype conversation, this time with Betty, so I better finish writing and be ready for her highness to call me.
I will leave you with the christmas song of the day, it is another song that for me is very English, but I think it is known in other parts of the world. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it, and it makes you feel christmassy.

Inspiration is failing....

I dont really know what to write about today. I shouldnt be here at all actually, I should revise maths and practise my preparation for tomorrow. But I am just not doing it. I had dinner with my mum earlier, one of her colleagues a doctor in mental health problems, was supposed to join us because I wanted to talk to her about some mental health issues I want to bring into the book I am trying to write. Unfortuanetly she has been admitted to hospital, so she couldn't make it. Not with mental health issues, I might add...

So now I am watching three programs at the same time (impressive isn't it?) and considering going to bed with my book.
But I am still a bit restless and stressed, thinking about the last conversation I had with my boss before leaving work today. I had spent 15 minutes under a flight of stairs trying to get one of our girls out from there. She was for some reason hysterical and I couldnt reach her, but she finally crawled out and got in her cab to take her home.
My boss then asked me if I had recieved my bun today?
??? my what now?
When she realised I didnt have a clue what she was talking about she shouted to my colleague: "Did Maria not get her bun either???"
My colleague looked at us sheepishly and said "Oh was that hers? We gave it to the cleaner"
My boss's face looked like thunder, but I was still a bit confused about what was going on and I didnt understand why she was getting herself so worked up about a bun?

She carries on telling me that she had sent over the buns and ginger breads as an apolgy since I didnt get invited to the christmas party..Aparently she had told someone in the team to invite me and that person "forgot" to invite me.
To be honest I am not that bothered about the christmas food or the bun, it is the fact that I am seen as just "the temp" and not a part of the team and not important to invite to staff do's...Even though I was there to help them out whilst they were at home "healing their souls".
It's not the case that I feel bullied, I dont allow anyone to make me feel like that anymore, I just think they are behaving like spoiled school children and I havent got time for that. I am there to look after the children and make sure they are happy and learn as much they can whilst in school.
I have told myself just to let it go, not to waste anymore time getting wound up about it.

So moving on to a more enjoyable topic. Betty is probably coming over for my birthday!! I am so excited!
She will ask for time off tomorrow and we shal speak on skype tomorrow night!
We will have such a great time if she comes! Cant wait!

Ok so time has come to the christmas song of today, I was in two minds, if I should pick a "classic" or a newer version of a christmas song...
And I went for a "new" song, which was nr one christmas 2003. Enjoy!

LUCIA

Today, the 13th of December every year, we celebrate Lucia in Sweden, aparently an Italian tradition that no Italian person I have met have ever heard about.
Lucia is a saint, there are different stories about how she became a saint, I will tell you two that I know of...
1) She was a girl who lived in Syracusa on Scisily. She had long dark hair and was the most beautiful girl on the island, which made the other girls jealous. So they poked her eyes out, but she didnt die, they poured burning oil over her but she didnt die, the girls then stuck a sword through her throat, but still she didnt die.

2)The second story I heard is about a girl named Lucia who helped people who hid in catacombs during the war (I dont know which war) She brought them food on a tray, and since she didnt have any free hands to carry a candle, she made a crown which she put candles in to shine the dark paths in catacombes. So that the people would know it was her that came, she would sing whilst walking in the dark.

On this day we celebrate by eating saffronbuns and gingerbread cookies and listening to choires singing on the tv. One girl is "Lucia" and walks in the front, dressed in a white "night gown", a red ribbon tied around her waist and a crown with candles on her head. Behind her walks the "maids" (as brides maides, not cleaning maids), the "star lads" (who wears white cones on their heads, very similar to the "dummy" cones you see in cartoons from the sixties that disobidient children has to wear whilst standing in the naughty corner of the classroom) and sometimes there are little santas and ginger bread men, but that is normally just in the school version, I was a gingerbreadman once...
It is a big thing who gets to be the Lucia here in Sweden, it is always a very pretty girl who likes animals and are kind to children and the eldery. I was never elected to be Lucia, apart from the time when me, Mia and Sofie worked as aupairs, we thought it be a good idea to show our host families what this tadition meant. I cant recall that we had the actual gowns but I belive we were wrapped in sheets..and we didnt have a crown so I carried a candle in my hands instead.
Mia and Sofie tried to teach me some of the songs they had sung with their choir the previous year, I almost got it, but managed to get one note so out of tune that Mia laughed so hard she blew out her candle.

I just now googled Lucia to see if I get a third story about how and why we celebrate Lucia in this country. And why am I not surprised to find that today is the longest day of the year and here in Scandinavia we believe that "supernational powers" were extra strong on this day, we also belived that the animals could talk tonight. I am not sure what to say really.
I will however show you a clip from a traditional "Lucia train" and hope you like it.
Santa is coming soon!

I have now....

...tidied up, hoovered, drunk mulled wine with my parents and some more mulled wine and some vodka with Micke. It is 8.30pm and I am making dinner. Leftovers. I have not started my presentation or revised maths. I did however get extremely cold on my way home from the bus, it felt like my legs actually froze from the inside and I am now thawing next to the radiator.
I have had a great day and evening, I am feeling a little bit tipsy from the vodka and strong mulled wine, and have decided to try and revise or write something with meaning is out of the window.

Instead I am meeting with four great New York women. Carrie, Miranda, Charlotte and Samantha are distracting my thoughts, which I welcome and embrace. I will probably have a fairly early night, get some sleep and rest my tired head.
I have already played you the christmas song of today. So I think I will play something else....
This is the winner song of Idol, Erik Grönwall, and pretty good in my opinion.
Hope you like it.

I really ought to....

...tidy up, write my presentation, revise maths, hoover and put on some laundry.. Or possibly go out and buy some christmas presents even?
Instead I'm watching "The Holiday" for the umpteenth time, wondering how some people can decide "Tomorrow I am going to LA" and afford to buy a ticket there and then. Last minute tickets to LaLa land must cost a fortune from Europe..
I envy them a little bit, it would be nice to have enough money to not have to think twice about buying something you really wanted.

Then again, me and Sofie talked about a show that has just started this week on tv. "The real housewives of New Jersey" and we both agreed that we rather have our lives the way it is, than living with people like them. Who think that it is the mans job to earn the money and the wives job to look after the children and stay slim and gorgeous.
I would make enemies within an hour of living there...

Ok, lazy chillout time is over. I better get a move on. The christmas song of today is in a way a classic, at least for us growing up in the 80's.
I just heard it on the radio and it kind of hit a nerve, and brought me back to this time last year. Yesterday was His birthday, and, for some bizarre reason it was really hard for me. But then I heard this song and now I feel much better.
I hope you like it too. Have a good saturday.

Let the weekend begin

I woke up early today, after a warm shower I drove to my mums house where I made gingerbread cookies. My parents house filled with a warm cinamony, christmas smell which is yum.
I then went to work for a few hours, still not decided if I fancy the new temp or not, but he is only there until Monday, then he has other places to go to. So if I do fancy him I better give him my nr on monday, if I dont fancy him it is ok, I will never see him again. Problem solved.

Gorgeous Sofie came to pick me up just before six o'clock with her two little adorable daughters. We had chicken, roasted vegetables and salad for dinner which I enjoyed tremendously. Could have eaten it forever.
We then crashed in the sofa and watched the final of Idol. Erik, who won, is fantastic, great voice, I will play his song for you at another date.

It has been another great night with a fab girly, I realise once again how incredibly lucky I am to have such great friends around me who has effortlessly fitted me into their lives again.
I love them dearly, and I realise that I wouldnt have stayed here had it not been for them.
Tomorrow my parents are coming for christmas mulled wine, ginger breads and saffron buns. At some point this weekend I hope to meet with Micke for our mulled wine, and the rest of the weekend will be devoted to studies, revising and preparations.
I cant wait til thursday, then it is over.



I used to play this song loud in my car whilst driving up to the airport on my way home to spend christmas in sweden. It is something magical about it, and I have to listen to it every year.

Good but exhausting day

Today I had my last English exam. I had to write an essay of two A4 pages, arguing "Lots of choices is freedom" or if there are just "Too many options". I had one hour and forty minutes to do this in and it wasn't as easy as it sounds. I have been exhausted the whole day and had to have a nap as soon as I got home. Otherwise I would have fallen asleep at the gospel concert I went to tonight.
My dear friend Mia, whom I grew up with is in a gospel choir which is celebrating twenty years as a group this year.
It was a lovely evening, I went with my mum and she enjoyed it too. In the car on our way home she asked me if I ever had the ambition to sing in a choir? And as much as I enjoy listening and watching other people perform it is not something I ever longed to do myself. I can now long for the friendship you develop when you meet people who are passionate about the same thing as you are.
I hoped that I would feel like that when I joined the writing course, but unfortunately that didnt happen, probably since we only met six times...nothing can develop in six meetings...

I will soon go to bed, I am exhausted. Tomorrow I am baking gingerbread cookies before work. Then it is the final of Idol tomorrow night, which I will watch with Sofie at her house. Her husband is on a work do, so we will have the house to ourselves, might drink a glass of wine or two and have girly gossip.
So what will todays christmas video be?
I need to go on to Youtube to have a look.
Wait here.
Oh Micke found the perfect one! Since I have been to a gospel concert tonight, I thought it perfect with some christmas gospel. What do you think?
Aretha Franklin is the Queen!
Sit back and enjoy!

I wonder...

I have a question....

Say that you meet someone for the first time, you have as good a conversation as you can, due to the busyness around you. Then when you stand with your coats on, you pick a stray hair from the other persons coat and say: "I just couldn't help myself"

I myself think this is a fairly intimate gesture to do to someone you have just met. Or is it normal? Do you just "attack" people you meet for the first time and start "grooming" them?
Is this slightly flirty behaviour?
That is my question of today, and I really really want some answers!
Todays christmas song is fairly obvious.



I also want to wish my dear friend Micke a very happy birthday! Have a fab day darling!

Hilarious

It is early, well not that early, but I would like to have slept a bit longer since I dont start work until 1pm. I had such a funny dream last night, I actually woke up laughing.
You know the "shagging couple" in the film "Love Actually". The couple who are simulating sex in various positions, sometimes with clothes on and sometimes they are nude.
Anyway, I dreamt that I was simulating sex in Ikea with a very handsome man.
We werent actually doing the deed, but just pretended to. We were however kissing, and the dream man was a very good kisser!

I woke up, and I was giggling to myself.
What a weird dream.
Should I be worried? Do I need to find myself a real life man?
Maybe in the New Year, when I go out for my birthday, there might be a nice man with big hands?

So what does the day hold for me?
I am feeling better today, Im not running a temperature anymore so I will go to work at 1pm, then I might go to the gym, or I may not, I havent decided yet.
Now to the christmas song of the day. I love this song, it reminds me of my first christmas in England, going on pub crawls, listening to this song with lovely, drunk english people. Laughing yil my tummy hurt.
I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
Have a great monday

SHOCKING!!!

I realise that my time in England has turned me into a bit of a prude. Maybe even turned me more English than Swedish, and now when I am back I find myself "gasping" at some peoples language and sometimes behaviour, thinking "Oh my GOD! That is horrendous behaviour!" almost every day.
I shal give you a few examples: Any show airing in England (on tv or radio) before
9pm has certain rules of what sort of language is allowed (by law!!!) to use. They are not allowed to swear or talk too detailed about sex unless it is for educational purposes.
There are no such rules in Sweden....The show hosts use "Fuck, shit, cunt, cock" etc freely whatever time of day it may be.

I was listening to a radio station (which is also shown on tv between 6.30am and
9am) one morning whilst eating my breakfast when I had to stop eating due to the grosness of the woman who had called in. The three hosts were talking about bad smells and the listeners were encouraged to phone in and share their worse smell. Someone called in and said that the smell of off prawns were vile, someone else said dog poo and menure was not very pleasant. Then, and this is the grosest thing I have ever heard! A woman calls in and says that "the morning after smell" is not pleasant. The three hosts and me included thought she meant the morning after you have been drinking, so you smell like a mix of alcohol, sweat, kebab and possibly even vomit. I agreed that it didnt sound very nice, then she says "I mean when you have sex during the night and then go to sleep without washing and wake up with stale sperm in your fanny"

The studio went quiet for a few seconds and since they also showed it on tv I could see that the hosts looked at each other with confusion and panic written all over their faces.
I had to put my cereals down and breath through my mouth as not to gag!
I mean...come on!!!!! Who shares something like that with the rest of the nation? Dirrrty girl!!!

And just now, I am listening to some chilled out tunes on spotify and a comercial comes on. A woman calls her husband/boyfriend from the shop asking if they have cereal or if she should get some whilst she is out? Then she asks if they need anything else?
"Yes" the man says in a seductive/pervy voice "but it has nothing to do with food"
"What? Really on a wednesday?" the woman asks? and she sounds surprised.
They finish the conversation with saying "Tuch tuch"
At this point I am still not sure what this comercial is for....being prude (and maybe naive) like an english person? Then comes "the voice" and says "For adult fun, the rub and glide. Now in all major grocery stores"
WTF???
Comecial for sex aides on a site where children has access to it??? And they sell it in my local grocery store??
What has the world come to??
I feel that my hand reaches up to my throat like I should have a string of pearls to nervously play with.
What has happened to me?

Shocking!

I better play something christmassy to calm myself down.

Sunday morning.

I had a lovely, wonderful time last night with Sara at Marie's house with her family.
Marie had cooked yummy steaks with potato gratin and salad, and lemon mousse for afters. With very full tummies we sat infront of the fire with marshmallows. It was deliciously sweet and sticky.
Marie and her husband has a beautiful house and it looks even more gorgeous with all the christmas decorations up.
It was one of those really great, relaxed, cosy evenings where you are totally comfortable and there is nowhere else you would rather be.
I got home around 1am and got straight into bed, shivering like a leaf and covered myself up with three blankets and my duvet.

Today I am running a temperature. My head is pounding and my nose is weirdly blocked and running like a tap at the same time.
I dont know if I am really sick, or if it is just my body trying to tell me to slow down a little bit?
It has been a few hectic weeks..but today is not a good day to stay at home and relax too much. Im going to Mickes for mulledwine and general gossipping about famous people. What do I do now?
Im gonna take a paracetamol and go back to bed for an hour or two I think. Maybe it will go away then?

I wish you all a very good sunday and second of advent, time to ligth the second candle!

Todays christmas song is Swedish. One of my favourites. Hope you enjoy it, even you who do not understand Swedish.

Christmas cards and household waste

I have been thinking that I need to get on with writing all my christmas cards soon. And last night was the night planned for that task, however I realised I have misplaced or lost my addressbook so I have no addresses!
I have emailed and txted everyone and am now awaiting people to get back to me. Somehow I have a feeling it might a while before most people reply...

I recieved a note from my landlady just now asking me to recycle my household waste. And take it to the recycling depot. Obviously we should all recycle, but why is she telling me now? When I have lived here for just over six months?
Pointing out that the binmen only comes once a forthnight? How can they expect a house - where five adults live - to only throw out 3 rubbish bags each, every two weeks? So I now have to start recycling in my little flat and take the rubbish for a hike before I can dispose of it. Im not impressed I have to say. Why cant they give us a second wheeliebin?

Christmas song of today?
Before I head out to the country side where Marie lives?
It has to be an upbeat fun song. Like this one.

4th day of Christmas...?

Oh finally Friday, sweet sweet Friday. I went to the gym after work which was absolutely fab! I must start my weekends like that a bit more often! I have had a shower and eaten meatloaf and cauliflower mash for dinner. I know. Cauliflower mash sounds disgusting! Five weeks ago I would have turned my nose up to it, but now I am virtually addicted. Cooked in cream and then loads of black pepper is added. It is a perfect yum!
I bought a christmas tree today, or not really a tree....it is a big pine plant which I have wrapped diamonds on a wire round. It looks fabolous if I may say so myself.

I feel really good tonight, plonked in front of the tv, watching Idol and drinking lots of water. What a geek I am.
Tomorrow I am meeting up with my friend Sara - who I went to nursery school with - and her wonderful cousin. We are having a girly night indoors at Marie's big house with an open fire. I believe marshmallows are in order. And possibly also bananas with chocolate to cook on the fire. Not that the munch matters, we will have a great time gossipping and if Marie's husband is brave enough to join us he will no doubt supply us with many fits of giggling.

I am thinking about what christmas song to choose for today..I have actually been thinking about it during the day, and there are so many beautiful Swedish christmas songs, I will have to share some of them with you guys, and for you who dont understand Swedish I hope you can listen to the music and still get the fuzzy feeling in your tummy. But it is not a swedish song I had in mind tonight, but a more upbeat English/American song. Enjoy!

Almost, Almost

Ahhh, thursday night, which means that tomorrow is Friday and the weekend is here. Bliss! Today has gone pretty smoothly, the exam went well, although my tutor thought I should take more time to look through it. Which I do undertand, but if I have double checked it twice, I feel that the more I look at it, the more I will think about different ways to write it and possibly make a worse job out of it.
Work has been work, I cant really say anything about it, I still love it. And now I am home, exhausted, getting ready for bed with a new magazine.
The weekend holds relaxation, reading and fun stuff with friends, I will tell you all about it later.
I have been pondering which Christmas song to choose for you today, and come up with that it has to be this one. I am not sure it is a christmas song as much as a winter song. So I thought I would play it now before we get too close to christmas.

Christmas stress?

I have a few busy days ahead of me. Tomorrow I start at 10 am with one of three parts of the English National test. It's not really something I can study for and I can't say that I am nervous, but I dont want to relax just because I speak fluent English. I am then rushing into my first work of the day to help cover the morning shift due to someone staying at home with a sick child.
As I finish at 4pm I will walk to my parents house (its only a fifteen minutes walk, if that) to pick up their car and drive to my next job where I will work till half past eight. On Friday I will work 7am-12 noon then 1-4pm and then I am hitting the gym for a much needed and well deserved work out, I might even use the sauna...?

Next week I have the last two parts of my English exams and the week after that I have the National Maths exam. National! It sounds so, big and important and intimidating. But Im thinking that if I just think of it as a normal test I will be fine.
I will do some extra shifts at work. Obviously. But I have promised myself not to over do it since I am finishing off the last study bits aswell, and I want to have a fun, reasonable relaxed lead up to christmas this year. Where I can enjoy the festivities and hanging out with my friends.

The christmas song of today makes me think about people who dont love christmas as much as I do, and the reaons why it is such a painful time for them. Last year I didnt get into the spirit at all, and I was so relieved when the bells rang out on New Years eve. But more about those thoughts another time.
I think about the people who are lonely or loose someone close to them at christmas and will always associate christmas with the pain of not having that person in your life anymore. I wonder if I myself will be that lonely one day, since I have no family. If I dont meet anyone to make a family with I will be alone after my parents passes over.
It really isnt something I think a lot about, it just pops into my head occasionally. So I have made myself a promise. That if I would be unfortunate enough not to settle down with someone, I will not force myself to work, but instead go away for the whole christmas and New Years period, maybe the whole of December.
Anyway, back to the christmas video of the day.
It is not a traditional christmas song, even though I think it is fairly famous, just not in this version I guess.
I love the lyrics, it makes me sad at the same time as happy, I hope you enjoy it too.

New Experiences

I thought today would be a huge day in my life. Maybe even a turningpoint? As it is the first time ever. In my 33 year long life that I today ate a falafel.
One of my colleagues swears by it and says it is the nices thing you could ever put in your mouth. So I planned, that today on my way home from work I would stop by the falafel place and get one.
And it was nice. I really liked the falafel balls (or whatever you call them) but I am not convinced they go very well with the gerkins and the garlic sauce. Which is odd since gerkins and garlic sauce are two of my favourite condiments (although not together, I think that is what made the flavour slightly odd)
So next time I will ask just for the balls and salad.

It is now about an hour after I ate it and I am already hungry again....so maybe it wasnt so good afterall. I can feel a kitchen cupboard raide coming on.
Which is really no point since I am still at my mothers house and she never has any nice surprises at the back of the cupboards. I guess she learned the hard way, that it is no point trying to hide sweets and goodies, me and my dad will find it.

Anyway, tonight is tuesday night which means tv bonanza!
"Biggest looser" followed by "Ugly Betty" followed by "Desperate Housewives" my favourite serie ever. Apart from "SATC" of course. And "Friends". And "Ghost whisperer"
Today is also the first of December. I have not opened the first door in my advent calendars since I am not at my own house, but will instead get to open two, tomorrow.
So what Christmas song will I play for you today?

This one!

A great weekend

I have had a really great weekend. Where it has left a warm fuzzy feeling in my heart and tummy. As I finished work on Friday I went on a hunt for a "pine tree garland" to put up on my backdoor. I bought some other christmassy bits and pieces and once home I set out to finish off the last of my decorating frenzy.
I had a lovely night in on my own, watching "Idol" and listening to christmas carols. Yesterday me and Sofie drove out to Mia's house, she lives in the middle of nowhere so it is always a bit of a mission to get there but we always have a great time catching up and drinking tea and coffees. Yesterday we also made gingerbread bisquits, but I have to admit I ate more dough than I made into little "gingerbreadmen".
My parents went on their annual christmas trip to Germany last night, there is a nice christmas market in Rostock and they stock up on alcohol and other necessities for christmas. So I am taking advantage of their big flatscreen tv and comfy bed for 3 days.
Jeanette came over for dinner and girlie gossip, we ate chicken wrapped in bacon and salad, with some chunky bread with, which, if I may say so myself, was delicious.
There is nothing like a good gossip session, between two girlfriends, it makes you feel almost new again. And if it is accompanied by some wine it is even better.
She stayed the night and got a well deserved lie-in since her youngest son is in the frame of mind at the moment where he will wake up at 04.30 every morning, this morning his father had to take care of him.

It was the last class of my writing course today, I had actually planned to stay at home and just be lazy, since to be honest I dont feel I have gotten that much out of the course as I wanted to. I dont feel comfortable enough to tell people that their writing reminds me of the essays I wrote when I was fifteen, no depth or actual content in the texts. I dont feel I have the right to critisise someone, it is not like I am Stephen King, Virginia Woolf or J.K Rowling myself....
Anyway, Jeanette persuaded me to go, since it was the last time and I would feel better after getting out of the house for a few hours.
And she was right, when we had finished I wandered up into town to look at all the decorations in the shop windows and listen to the carol singers. I walked along the high street and felt alight with christmas spirit.
As I came closer to my parents house I realised there was a christmas market in the little square just outside the house so I had a little look around, sniffing the saffron buns and mulled wine. Lovely.

I had a little nap in the afternoon and have just finished watching "Home alone", so I am definately maxed out in the christmas department now, in a good way that is.
I will now have a shower and then go to bed, an early night is just what I need.



Christmas song of the day. Another one of my favourites

Oh the madness...

Today I met the most annoying person in the world. Again! MYSELF. I realise I am a really annoying human being! On my way to a friend for coffee and a catch up I took the wrong turn to go into the carpark. Which meant I had to drive all around the block to get back on track..You might think I am working myself up over nothing (annoyingly) but it was 5.00pm (rush hour) and it took me almost half an hour to get back to where I wanted to be.
I am not a very calm and patient driver and all the while taildriving in an extremely slow pace I was cursing everyone else who couldnt hurry the bloody up and let me through. Then it hit me. It was my own sodding fault. I took the wrong exit. Not the other people on the road. And I very loudly said "My hair! My bloody needy hair" I wondered if I would have felt any better if I had a thick marker pen I could inhale.
It made me feel a little bit better, but I realised that anyone watching me would think I was a complete nutjob. Hopefully everyone was too busy thinking about themselves than to watch me having a rant at myself in my car...

After a lovely gossip with my friend I drove home calmly, at 7.00pm there was not as many cars on the roads anymore. I had dinner then started the big Christmas Explosion. Only to realise I have lost or got rid of a whole lot of decorations. The wreaths and lights are nowhere to be seen.
I am listening to my Christmas playlist on spotify and I feel a bit sad. The past four christmases I have one way or the other spent with Him. And here I am, putting up the decorations we bought together, without Him. It sucks a bit I have to say.
Madness I tell you.
I hope the peace and calm will settle in my heart soon.
I am heading for the shower now, and leaving you with one of my favourite christmas songs. I couldnt possibly choose one or even two...there are so many.

Tell me why I dont like Mondays

So this is monday. I have felt very strange, restless and worried all day. Almost on the verge of a panic attack. I came in to work my three hours this afternoon and arrived in the middle of a bitch session. Staff slating one of the children, saying "I just cant cope with her, You have to sort her out, You are her keyworker" I felt my blood starting to boil and slammed my hands in the table and roarde like a lioness "JUST GET ON WITH IT, IT IS YOUR FUCKING JOB!!!!!" which scared one the girls so much she started to cry. I had to apologise (especially since I am "only" the temp..) I obviously didnt mean to make her cry, but it just made me even more annoyed with the little whimp.At the end of the day, we work with children with challenging behaviours, it is our job and our responsibility to care for them and teach them the best we can whilst they are at school!

When the children went home, I drove to the gym and worked out for just over an hour. It felt wonderful to rid all of that built up tension and stress. To work my body until I ached. Once home I had a hot hot shower, easing my sore muscles and making myself feel relaxed and calm. All the stress has just run down the drain with the soap and shampoo. I reheated some leftovers which was still delicious. And now I am watching some trashy tv, my favourite past times. I will soon head off to bed with my book. Nothing new and exciting in the life of Mia today Im afraid.

Rainy Sunday.....part 2

Ahhh, it is 11.20pm and in forty minutes this Sunday, which turned out great, is over. As I was cursing over my maths, I recieved a very welcome phonecall from the lovely C, who had read my early blogpost. Since she was in a similar situation like me, studying, she suggested we meet up for dinner tonight.
After that I finished maths, wrote my CV, started on my English essay and even managed some tidying up.
I had another lovely surprise before lunchtime, a phonecall from Betty!!!
How great it was to talk to her, we have been saying for a few weeks now that we will talk on Skype, but somehow we just never get round to it. So getting to talk to her on the phone was fab! I miss her. Really hope I can go and visit her soon.

Anyway, I had a shower and then caught the bus to C for a delicious dinner of chicken, salad and little potatoes. YUM. We laughed and talked about life, love and lusts. A perfect Sunday night with a wonderful friend in other words.

Oh and look at the time, it is now officially midnight and Monday morning.
Have a great week all. I will leave you with David Guetta and Akon and a song I heard on the radio on my way to C earlier tonight which made me smile a little.

Rainy Sunday

It is now sunday morning, the weekend is nearly over, and I'm feeling restless, maybe even a little bit stressed. I think I felt it even before I woke up actually.
I have lots of things I should do, *Write my CV
*Email the maths to my teacher
*At least start my English essay
*Do some more cleaning, so the flat is ready for
"the christmas explosion"

The last thing I want to do is spend the whole day infront of the computer. I think I want to go for a walk, but it is raining, so it is the perfect day for a cosy day with a dvd. But I dont really fancy that either which is strange, as I have told you before, I am a selfconfessed TV whore and love rainy days when I dont have to feel guilty for staying indoors.

I miss people who are no longer in my life on a daily basis. I can't call on them and say "Hey, shal we wonder down the seafront and have a coffee?"
I was browsing through my facebook friends earlier and found new photos of a girl I used to work with. A long time ago. She looks to be having a great time, I wonder what she does now? We used to get on really well, but something happened and we drifted apart and now I feel concious writing to her, she will probably just ignore me.
I think I will go for that walk now. In the rain. Then I can have a hot shower and get on with my work and hopefully feel better tonight.
Have a great sunday all. I might let you know how the day panned out a bit later.

The brightest star in the sky

As you probably know by now I love to read. I'd like to say that my favourite type of books are old, hardbacked, inbound, preferably dusty works by Charles Dickens, Mark Twain or some other "classic". But no, I will confess that I am more shallow than that...I love a paperback, with a colourful cover and maybe even a little bit of glitter carefully sprinkled at places.
My book at the moment is "The brightest star in the sky" by Marian Keyes. She writes excellent fiction, some of her other novels are: "Lucy Sullivan is getting married" "Watermelon" and "Last chance saloon".

I wont talk very much about what the book is all about, you have to read it yourselves, it is definately worth to be read. What I want to talk about is how you can sometimes tell what accent a book is written in. Marian Keys is Irish and her books always have an Irish "twang" that seeps through even when you - like me - never mastered the magical Irish accent (oh how I love it).

There is a part where Lydia is trying to fend off an admirer (which she doesnt suceed with and they end up on a date) and Marian writes: "Her hair! Her bloody needy hair-she should have just got out of the car and rung the doorbell." I have been pondering on this, and I still haven't got a clue about what that expression "Her hair" means....But it made laugh so I might have to use it myself sometime.
There is another part that made me laugh out loud when I read it. Whilst lying in bed on my own... Its not a typical Irish catchphrase, it is just excellent, hear this: "Danno grabbed a thick black marker and began inhaling it as discretely as possible, to ready himself at the drama ahead"

Isn't it just the funniest thing you have ever read??
I wish I had come up with that line, now I cant use it...And I really want to write a piece based on that line.
But now I cant, especially since I have written about it here...so now I cant even sneak it in somewhere, because someone will pick me up on it.

I am hoping to finish the book today. All I have planned is sorting out my christmas decorations at my parents house. I know my mother will say that I have far too many decorations for my little flat. Which in fact is true, but I am planning on turning my abode into a santas grotto.
I might however leave some of the tree decs at their house....they haven't bought any new christmasballs since I was a child and they still put out the crackers I made in nursery school with sugar cubes in. So I think a serious makeover is in place. Looks like I will have a fairly busy weekend ahead of me.
I hope you will have a great time too.