Halloween Schmalloween, clogged toilet and other stories

Of course, I cant put any other picture here when we have come to the letter G. It has to be my lovely, beautiful nephew Gaute.

Here he was a small baby, about 2 months old, being strangled by his auntie. Poor thing.

He is not the same right now, though. Big, strong with sharp claws (nails), and just turned 1.

He is my little bundle of joy. Before I finally decide to get my own... When when when?

I would write more, but I'm tired. Thinking I was gonna spend a relaxing Saturday evening with my not so successful homemade pizza and a good movie, we realized our toilet was clogged. And seriously clogged. You know those toilet fresheners..thingies..that hang on the toilet ring, and has a little soapy thing inside and when you flush, some soapy thing runs out? Makes your toilet smell nice. Well, this morning when I was cleaning the toilet, I flushed while using the toilet brush to clean, and the thingy jumped off the toilet and disappeared down the drain. Of course it had to get stuck somewhere down the pipe. And now it is. We (hubby) tried all kinds of things down the toilet; wire, hose, bike tire... Hubby had shit up his arms, while I was googling clogged toilet. In the end, my (Googles) solution seemed to work, trying to create a vacuum with the toilet brush and pouring down bucket loads of water and some clorine. I was very happy with myself, thinking it had worked, and it HAS. Somehow. But its not perfect yet. So...

I'm ending my evening with watching Simpsons Halloween Special. Halloween has appearently been adopted by Norwegian kids now, when I was young nobody talked about Halloween here. But now they tell me kids walk from door to door begging for candy. Yuck. I have a doorbell that can be switched on and off. It's off tonight. I'm sure it's a great tradition in the U.S, but I dont see why we have to adopt it? It's just fake. Let us Norwegian stick to OUR tradition of dressing up during Christmas, sing carols on people's doorsteps and deserve our candy!

Good nighT!

F is for Friday!

Wow. The letter F comes on a Friday. What a coincidence.

I'm continuing in the spirit of yesterday. And put a picture of my Family. Or at least parts of it, and very important parts too.

It's an old picture of my grandmother, my big sis and me. I cant be older than 5. It looks like the 17th of May, Norways Constitution Day.


How can I tell?

1. I am wearing a hat with the Norwegian flag's colours.
2. I am wearing a hat, meaning it't not a warm day, though sunny. May in Northern Norway does NOT mean heat.
3. We are eating ice cream, which is the second most important activity for kids on this day, only beaten by walking in the parade.
4. We are wearing some goofy looking jackets and trousers, probably bought for the occasion, and we are feeling pretty dashing.


My grandmother died 13 years ago but she was the best grandmother one can ever have. This year she would have turned a hundred years. My sister lives 10 minutes away and is a big part of my life and I'm very thankful for that. Family comes first.

Have a lovely Friday!

Man taya

Today we have come to the letter D. So I made an easy choice.

May I present:
(drum roll)


My Daddy!

This picture of my dad is taken on the Norwegian/Russian border close to where I come from. This summer me, Daddy and Hubby went on a road trip to the border, and found beautiful nature, lovely weather, big russian watch towers and big Norwegian watch towers watching each other. Even though I have lived 3 hours away from the border all my life, this was my second (i think) time coming there. And the first time I remember it, cos last time I was there, I was a little kid and I dont remember anything. You can read more about our interesting finds at the border here.

Short info on my Dad:
1. He LOVES taking pictures at ANY time, wrong or right...
2. He comes from the south of Norway, but fell in love with the Northern part (good for me).
3. He thinks the best of every person and never sees bad things in anyone.
4. His birthday is in 27 days and I dont know what to get him!

Good night, everyone!

dumdidam...

I just browse through my photos looking for one with the letter C, and I take the first I find. It's all very random, but every photo MUST have a story, right?

So here are some lovely Cowfeet. My mother-in-law brought them home one day and asked Hubby to chop them up for her. Out came the machete but to no avail. Hard cowfeet those...

I've never tried eating them. They were rediculously huge! But I'm sure very tasty, if my MIL cooked them.

Today:

1. As usual, morning gym = good start of the day.
2. Breakfast with a friend, very nice!
3. One of my long overdue diaper boys decided today was the day he would go to the toilet, rather than "doing it" in his diaper! Hallelujah! Let's hope it lasts.

Since I've already done todays workout, I'm gonna relax the rest of the evening. The thing with the morning gym class though, is that I'm sleepy now. So I'm pouring coffee down my throat, hoping that some washing or bread baking energy will awake in me soon!

Blushing bride

I didn't hear any complaints about "picturing" me through the alphabet, so I guess you all thought it was a greaaat idea. So I'm gonna go through with it.

Therefore I'm choosing a photo from my (our) wedding, of the happy Bride. Always a good oportunity to show them off!


Today:

1. Woke up before the alarm, and therefore got a looong morning, time to get ready, passed by the supermarked on my way to work to do the shopping I planned to do after work, and was really awake by the time I got to work.

2. Got to use my creative skills at work today too, making two crowns for two birthday boys. When kids have their birthdays in the kindergarten, we make them a crown out of card board, decorate them and put their names on them, and they wear them while we sing birthday song for them and eat either homemade pizza or smoothies out of fruit and youghurt.

3. Dragged my ass to the gym for spinning and stomach exercises.

have a nicest week!

A, B, C...

Blue Monday.

I don't know what to say about today.

1. Did some art work with the kids at work and felt a bit useful.
2. Got to change loads of shit diapers ... Oh wait, was the list supposed to be about good things??
3. Went to the gym and sweated and pumped iron... Haha..
4. Home at 6pm, already done with todays workout.
5. Long evening ahead, would be possible to do some cleaning of bathroom and livingroom...

I want to put a photo on my blog everyday. But I want it to have a reason/purpose/topic for the photo. It's not always so easy to find photos which has something to do with what you write that day, so I'm looking for a way to post a photo everyday, in a system. Get me? Tips are welcome.

Maybe I should work my way through the alphabet..? The pic up there is of a former neighbor,

Adwoa.

A wolf in sheep's clothing if you ask ANYONE. But beautiful as the day is long.

Sunday morning

Sun is shining.

It's Sunday again, as I said, not my favorite day but I'm planning on making it exactly that. My Sundays starts with Hubby getting ready for church while I'm doing nothing (Yes, I am an infidel..). He goes to church and I eat breakfast and watch Dr. Phil....But today they had changed the programme to Oprah. Gosh. I'm being to honest here. Well, I do this while surfing a bit online and enjoying the lazy morning. But when the DAY starts to hit me it can go either ways. I can do sometihng really useful and nice, OR get stuck in my Sunday mood and nothing will work out.

When me and Hubby were seperated by distance, and only had contact over the phone, Sundays were days he was recommended by me not to call ME. Cos those were the days we were more likely to get into a fight about stupid things. (Everything becomes bigger and more negative when you only talk on the phone, and can't see the other's face, or body language + the delay on the line makes it even more annoying.) Sundays can still be a day for a fight, but not that much..:-)

SO what to do today? I have a mountain of dishes waiting for me in the kitchen, but right now I'm enjoying the great mind of Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. Finally I got round to hearing her talk about the "Single Story".

Me, who constantly fight people who make AfriCA into a country and tell the kids that in Africa they dont have shops or fridges in the nursery where I work, her words are like birds singing in my ears. But I don't need to hear this, THEY do. Anyway. Back to the dishes. I'll play loud, energetic music... And wash them all.

Have a lovely Sunday!