Jag tror ju på livet före döden

Igår kväll agerade jag hemmafru och stod med grillad fläskfilé samt bulgursallad tills att Anton kom hem. Mysigt för en kväll då och då kanske, men jag insåg att jag aldrig skulle orka leva som hemmafru. En hemmaman kanske inte vore helt fel dock?

Mitt huvud känns likt den segaste av kolor. Jag vet varken ut eller in, knappt vilken dag det är och än mindre hur jag ska hinna med allt under de kommande veckorna. En storslagen show närmar sig, till den behövs mycket reptid och energi. Biljetter finns att köpa här. Jag fick dessutom idag reda på att jag kommer att ha minst ett, kanske två, prov veckan efter sommaravslutningen. Det blir kul.

Påsklovet var mycket välbehövligt, och även om jag inte fick ens en millidel av allt plugg gjort var det riktigt produktivt. Produktivt i den bemärkelse av att stressa av mig och njuta av solen och vänner. Påskhelgen tillbringades ute på mitt lantställe och för ovanlighetens skull följde hela familjen med.












Det var picknick bland högarna i Gamla Uppsala med Malin, boule med den finaste pojken jag vet, parkgrill, en broders tjugosexårsdag och skogspromenad i ett hav av blåsippor. Bland annat. Det var påsklov. Mums.

Day 24 – Something that makes you cry

I cry very easily. It doesn't necessarily mean that I'm so sad that I'm thinking the world is coming to an end, but just that there are some feelings that need to be expressed in some way. My mother uses to say I wear my heart on my sleeve, and I think that the expression fits me very well most often. I have the worst poker face ever.

I cry when I see weddings on TV. I cry when I watch Oprah, Grey's Anatomy or any other shows showing people's misery or pain. I cry when something moves me, in other words. I also cry when I'm sad, angry, or feeling lonely. I cry if someone says something touchingly beautiful or when I'm nostalgic. Sometimes I cry because of laughing too hard or just being happy. I don't see crying as something negative, on the contrary, I consider it being healthy to cry now and then, at least for me. Sometimes I feel like crying, but those moments are most often the ones when I cannot cry and the times that I cry are those when I don't want to. 




Weeping Woman by Picasso


I interpret these headlines for the blog posts quite freely, as you can see, but I think I'm entitled to.

I’m made out of glue

Alltså, nej, det här är ju ingen matblogg men jag är lite stolt över middagen jag (och Niklas då...) fixade ihop en vanlig onsdagskväll. Det var mumsighet på hög nivå.

Förrätt:



Avokado med skagenröra

Huvudrätt:



Bakad potatis, vitlöksstekt kyckling, créme fraiche med sweet chilisås (vinnande kombination!) och grekisk sallad

Efterrätt:



Fruktsallad på jordgubbar, vindruvor och sharonfrukt

Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better


When I'm down, chocolate and a cup of tea most often do the trick to pick me up. But what's most important is knowing that someone cares. A friend calling to check how things are going, being a shoulder to cry on and a hand to hold. A motherly, fatherly, brotherly or friendly hug or a kiss from my boyfriend. Those are the things that make me feel at my best. Also, I'm that kind of person who smiles when the sun is shining and that's why spring is my favourite season.



Day 22 – Something that upsets you

It's been a while since I wrote my last blog post and the more time that passes by the harder it gets starting to write another one, but here I finally go!

I'm quite contradictious, since I generally think that it doesn't pay off being upset with people. In the same time, if nothing upsets you, you won’t change anything in life or ever try to make a difference. I wouldn't want to live life passively, and therefore I'm upset with things, but I try to make it into something constructive.

What upsets me then? People being selfish, thinking only of their own best. People telling you that you're naive if you think that it pays off being generous and loving or if you think that you can make a difference in the world by acting righteous. People not empathic enough to think of what consequences their actions might have to others. 

Also, car drivers often upsets me. Most anything they do upsets me, for example taking the car when they have the opportunity of biking or going by bus or not taking any notice of pedestrians or bikers.

Last but not least, what upsets me is all of the men in the world with power enough to think that they can do whatever they like. Reading and watching the Stieg Larsson's Millennium trilogy makes me want to vomit.



As you can see, contradictive could almost be one of my middle names. What I'm saying is, if something upsets you; try to make a difference about it. It might be easier said than done and you may call me naive, but there is always something you can do about it.


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