Malmö

Spent last week in Malmö. A lot of walking. Foot-bath in bathtub. Falling asleep to movies. Italian cooking. Twilight marathon. Visiting galleries, museums, libraries, and ICA Maxi! The number one reason for moving to Sweden.
Tournament in handball, Scrabble and Crash Bandicoot. 2-1 to Sweden.

In a couple of hours...

... it will all be over, and the world will turn back to normal again. For the first time in years I am nervous for an exam. What is that? Please let it be over, when I wake up in a few hours.
Three Kinder Maxi's have disappeared, and four little notes are the outcome. Seems stupid. That the first half of the exam is on four pieces of paper, and the rest is in my head. Who am I fooling? Luckily one thing is certain. In 12 hours it will all be over. Like a visit at the dentist.

Too little glitter these days

Yesterday was thai-food with mom, and late night Ben & Jerry's with AK. Very late night. Didn't want to pay 7eleven a visit at 23.00. Alone. Buying expensive ice cream. Either people would think that you have been seriously dumped. Or. There is no or. It is just sad. Met up, bought one cup each, and went home and talked.
Food sums up yesterday...

Today. Preparations for examn. I am only nervous about the fact, that this time we really don't know what to expect of the examination. We have always had a clue. But this time = no clue at all. Luckily it seems like everybody feels this way.
Made a grilled sandwich with caramelized apples and cheddar today. Remember to make that again soon.
No more talk, now Masterchef.

Note: remember to look for that new red, glitter drink when there is a chance.

Dinner for one

Today I made pizza. And ate it. And watched a movie for the third time.

Hello and goodbye

Yesterday I baked (add less sugar next time) cookies, while waiting for the two little ones to come out of hospital. Later I had dinner at I's, with six sweet girls. It was a have-a-safe-trip-and-see-you-again-in-four-months dinner. She is leaving for Goa, in three days.

Painting and broken bits

Have been painting ugly green walls white, in J's new flat today. Or. Been painting, eating pizza, talking, painting, watching tv... When I came home I found two broken bits. One half of a airscrew, and a tusk (strange word). Better glue them back on. Some day.

Sunday

Spent a couple of hours at Kunsten with mom today. I generally wasn't impressed with the works, except the piece by Joachim Sauter. We had cake and tea afterwards, and good talk about the future.

Glitter, presents and laughing

Looong day at work today (or yesterday in nearly 2 hours). Busy as never before. But my selling-gene was top tuned today. All good. Dinner at J's with family and friends. 3 course meal, redwine, and storytelling as it has been ages since a last saw any of them all six. Afterwards 'pakkespil'. I always get very few presents, so I felt prepared for the game. But nothing could have prepared me for this... We were three girls + 19 presents. But C got all the presents. ALL of them! ??! She was kind enough to give some presents for J and I. One of them being nipple clips (misleading package, since the clips had nipples on them. Who wears those??) It's been a long time since I've laughed so hard. Was ice-sliding my way home. Must have looked fun. Was the exact opposite.

Oh, and J had baked these cupcakes with glittery frosting!

New shoes

Today I got new shoes. My level of happiness rose as I opened the package. These shoes are pretty! Just a shame that 11,5cm heel + icy pavements are not a good combo.

The thing is...

... I have quite a selective memory. Decidedly bad some days.
Looking back on the previous year, 2010, I remember a few things.
Snow. A trip to Gothenburg. Ex boyfriends. A concert. A one week sail. A haircut. Another concert. And more snow.

I want to remember the small incidents that makes me happy along the way. Writing a diary is not an option. My handwriting is bad. Can't keep a diary with bad handwriting. Would make me mad.
So here's hoping that 2011 will be a memorable year, and not just another one in the line of blurred out memory.

.... should have done this the 01.01.2011. Would have been so much more cool.