Thursday, 15 December 2011

update

I don't feel very inspired just now, and I have hard time figuring out what to write about... I have some plans on a blog re-make for next year, though, It will be completely magical! Or at leat good. Yep.
In the mean time, have a look on my lovely way to work these days... I have not seen daylight in weeks, but I hope for a glimpse or two this weekend... Yay.

Friday, 9 December 2011

Christmas-ifying

I've kept the Christmas decoration at home pretty simple this year. And I say "I" since the other resident of this abode has no real interest in decoration what so ever, so it's pretty much up to me to decide. No red, no Santa, no reindeer. Well honestly, I could not resist a couple of reindeer... It actually feels good knowing how easy it will be to restore the apartment to its natural state in the beginning of January.... Anyway, here's some details!

Ceramic princess Leia and the robot candle-holder is now accompanied by a white Christmas star

A gingerbread-house and a hyacinth - at least it smells like Christmas!

Crying girl and two of my white beasts got some red and green m&m's. Lucky them.

And here's what I spend my friday night doing... Can't wait to decorate these, it's the best part of baking

Thursday, 1 December 2011

In the calm of the woods

At times I just want to curl up under a blanket in a small cabin far away from civilisation. Lucky for me my friend H invited me and E and M for a weekend in just such a place, to spend some quality time. Since I only meet these old friends of mine about once a year I thought it was a terribly good idea.


So I went travelling by taxi, plane and bus x 2 for 6,5 hours to be picked up by H in Strömstad. And then we indulgeed in relaxation, conversation, good food and old memories for a while. Some of the topics that were discussed: economy, physics, knowledge, bad haircuts, E-type and education. Good times!


 


We managed to select a very interesting weekend when it comes to weather and woke up on Sunday morning to the sounds of wind tearing down the house. Or at least almost. We actually got away with just a couple of hours of  power outage. And the flight home was not as bad as I had feared.



 

This should be our new tradition, right?