Have you read this brilliant post? Do and then return and read my post, which indirectly has nothing to do with the post more with the comments (or one of them). Brilliant text right? I have promissed myself to never have a bad conscience for “not have anything to wear” (I do of course, but…
The sound of pride
I know what pride sounds like. It is dogfood poured into a bowl. This means that your oldest takes responsibility for the family pet while his parents still are laying in bed. #everythingwillturnoutjustfine
Happy Easter
As always when I write a lot at work I write less privately. So let’s keep it short and rejoice that spring and Easter are here and we celebrate it with friends, family, outdoor activities, wine and ridicolous amounts of candy. Happy Easter all!
Soul food
Laying next to someone, reading a book (or a Donald Duck magazine), sharing some thoughts, stroking someone’s head, telling how important that person is, reminding them that you will always be around – if only a phone call away. That is what life is about. That is all I need to feel complete.
Rage
Rage is an extrem word. Range is an extreme feeling. Range is close to what I feel towards people who do not show others respect. Grown-ups who are so careless of other people’s time, money and feelings they can not even be bothered to return e-mails or phone calls. Not even when they have asked…
Coming home
I went to a CSR meeting yesterday. CSR – Corporate Social Responsibility. It was like I found a word for what I, as a communicator always have been about. Transparency and balance. But what hasn’t been the focus of the corporate forces. For me it was like coming home.
It’s here
Well it has been here earlier this year. But now I see it. Spring sits in the neighbour’s tree. Green buds of life. Thank the lord, life has returned once again.
I am the power
You realize you are one important target group when Coca Cola makes a altered re-run of your youth in their commercials. Striking cords in our nostalgic us. I remember that this was the first time I understood that songs (and people) could be bought in the face of commerce (and I was total confused when the…
The constant repetition
The words comes constantly. Every morning. Every night. And usually somewhere in-between. The words words are: “I love you”. For me it is important to tell and show my kids they are the most important in my life. That I will always will be there for them. That they can count on me.
Mathematics
Some have apparently done some calculations and come up with the fact that 25 years ago myself and others graduated from 9:th grade (which you can say is the equivalent of 8:th grade in the US). This makes it time for – reunion. Exciting.
Another feeling of happiness
Women my age (ok, I) have the bad habit of waking up around the same time also on weekends. With no interest to go back to sleep. But that is alright! Sometimes when the Mr is away the kids take his place in bed. So here I lay. Listening to breaths belonging to two blond…
The feeling of happiness
Do you know how your happiness feels like? I do. Today was one of those days when I knew I was at the right place doing the right thing. All bubbly inside. I hope for a prosperous future.
Flower power
Getting flowers is grand. It means that the giver have been thinking of you when you’re not around. When you get them from your child is even better. ❤️❤️❤️
35 and counting
Friends is what the soul requires once in a while. I know I have said it before but it is worth saying again, thank the world for friends. Had, almost on the minute, 24 hrs with Mrs P, once known as Ms W and Mrs W, once known Ms J, both dating back from my…
Everything is going to be fine
As a person I am quite demanding, I know. I am not ashamed of this, partly because I believe in both my own and other’s ability and alongside I try to meet my fellow humans with respect when demanding things of them. Since I can’t extract myself as a parent from my person I am naturally…
Being a woman
Today March 8, International women’s day I want to clarify some things. Women are great. Period. Men are also great. Full stop. Do I think that men are superior women? – No. And neither do I think that women are superior men. There are differences between the sexes, that’s awesome. The sad part is that…
What is a blog
According to Wikipedia a blog is: “… a discussion or informational site published on the World Wide Web and consisting of discrete entries…” So, by that I can use my blog to inform readers about things happening in my life and/or opinions that I have due to things happening, or not, in my life. To have an…
Mr B
This year we remembered it. His birthday. Our beloved ridgeback Buddy. Buddy is kind. The most important character for any dog. For burglers he is big enough (even if he from a ridgeback perspective is quite small). and his bark has pondus, which always makes me feel safe when the Mr is away. He doesn’t…
Keep one in your pocket
l looked through (as I do from time to time) old blog posts and I found some pics from March 2010. And what do they tell you? To always, ALWAYS have an “almost four year old” close to you. When you do, you look at life in a brighter way.
Favorite reading
My favorite blog reading is of mothers (or fathers, but to be honest I haven’t found/looked after one of those) to be and right after they have become parents. Especially when they become first time moms. Why? To roll in their sleepless nights and hormone filled beings? No, to experience (and possibly to re-live) the…
There is a time for everything
Two summers ago the Mr and I stood by the ocean while our kids were swimming and playing in it and asked ourselves; “Is it time to move back?” 16 years ago we left the Mr’s home town to move to the other side of the country. Two years later we were looking for a house to turn into a…
Driving Dolph Lundgren
The other night I, as I usually do during week nights, drove offsprings to and from practise. Right there, I realized I wasn’t drivning Sam, I was drivning Dolph. Mr Dolph Lundgren was our pride And joy during the early 80’s. He was the one fighting Rocky Balbo as the tall blond, russian God – Drago. Returning home…
Half an hour
A walk for half an hour is what you need. I have no scientific proof behind this statement. But it felt good. A half an hour walk by the beach with a happy dog and you have the best possible base for a good day.
Nononono
I did NOT sign up for this. A body not doing it’s stuff without fighting back. Not NOT ok. Did you hear THAT?! BODY.
Win-win
It is Monday and I am happy. It is as simple as that. The resons for my happiness are multiple. I have received positive feedback (which you know that I am sucker for), gotten the possibility to write some more (pro bono of course) and getting to know new people. I also got a hug and…
Remember the dimensions
Positive feedback is great. It does wonder for the soul. Starting as a freelance/consultant was the best thing I have ever done when it comes to feedback. I personally claim that my work keeps the same quality as before, but I receive far more positive feedback then I can remember I have ever received before….
Love ’em words
The other day a friend asked me “When were you truly happy in doing your job?” As the positive (here she goes again the self-righteousness woman) individual I am, find happiness any- and everywhere. I see stuff from the bright side, that is just who I am. No, all jobs or parts of work are not…
The verdict
There is no way that I will tell you, whether the 50 shades film was any good or not. For the simple reason I can not tell you anything. However, I will tell you that I thought it was good, I didn’t get disappointed (I think that script writers who get the task of writing…
The Melody festival
In Sweden the national qualifying for the Eurovision is called “Melodifestivalen”, the Melody festival. As a young girl (as a vast number of girls then and now) I loved the Melodifestivalen. I get very nostalgic (as usual) when I hear old songs and I get surprised how much of the lyrics I know by heart even…
Am I the only one?
The middle age female population, myself included, and media (and most probably a number of producers) in the western world are holding their breath. The premiere date of “Fifty shades” is getting closer. Personally I have ordered tickets for the 12:th February. Yes, I have read all three books, yes I enjoyed them andå no,…
It is Monday and it has a morning
Nothing more to be said.
Walking and talking
Today I meet one of my highschool friends. We set out for a walk. A two hour walk. Up a ridge (and down). Gotta strech some more. A good walk with some good talk.
A day filled
After a day with a visit to the theatre for some ballet (watching) I am ending it with watching Westlife’s goodbye consert and am surprised that I know so many of their song’s lyrics…
Who would have known?
Friends and food (in that order) is what I love the most after my family. Today I met with two friends. Actually two former colleagues who turned into friends, for some well needed conversations. I got served a vegetarian lasagna made of bean (!) pasta and home made tomato sauce. As I said I love…
Bad looser, worse winner
I am sure I am not alone. I am a really poor looser, publicly I can make efforts to not let it show, but privately… no way. When it comes to winning I have no boundaries, neither publicly or privately. This my son found out today (again) after a round of Uno. But then again,…
Now also available in Swedish
I have been blogging about life in seven (!) years now. Gee. For many different reasons I have done it in English, rather than my first language – Swedish. But to be able to be more relevant for the questions I am passionate about; present Swedish society, I have started a blogg in Swedish to (yes,…
Found it
Yes, I have found it. The only common denominator between my husband and my father and it makes me go: Is their inability to decide. It kills me. From within. My father, if he knew English and read my blog would of course disagree. I must give him a A+ for communicating in change. But really, I…
Current status
My current status is a combination of this: and this I think that most women can relate…
What did I just say?
Earlier today I was in contact with an old colleague. We had a short chat about life. I remember mentioning something about children are not the end of ones life, they merrily adds on a dimension to life. Dimensions that I, right now, gladly, would skip for the dimensions brought by a Martini from a sky…
He that seeketh findeth
As you all know I am not a christian in the traditional conservatory sense, but I have done my own interpretation of what it means to believe. Thoughts that for sure would send a witch-hunt after me during the 16th and 17th century. And by Golly if I haven’t, once again, found a passage in…
Less charming
I know I am a person who both know and share less positive sides of myself. I don’t claim to be perfect, I sure do not feel nor do I strive for perfection (as perfection is subjective and very boring). But sure, maybe I am less good to share all the times when I yell…
It ain’t that easy
Just looked through a marvelous photography project of Johan Bävman called Swedish dads. While reading the different stories it becomes clear for me that sharing the very generous parental leave system should be a non-question in a country like Sweden. Like one of the interviewed, Loui Kuhlau, father said: “I have a hard time understanding why…
Nightmares
Nightmares are super hard for the fellow who gets them and for the mom who gets awaken and thereafter is fully awake at 3.00 a.m.
The perfect picture
Users of social media usually do their outmost to show a perfect picture of their lives. Most probably so do I. My life is perfect (or my life is much how I want it to be). I live it just like I want it. BUT I have a partner (who is not me) and children…
Queen of the slopes
After the first full day (six hours excl. lunch and one fika stop) of skiing there isn’t much to be said then: SKIING IS DA SHIT! When the entire family is rushing down a slope, we are on the top of the world and higher power loves us just a little more than the rest…
Compliments
Receiving compliments doesn’t happen to me too often. Either it’s because I do not do anything worth getting them, OR, it’s because people in my surroundings are poor at providing them. Today however, I got a compliment, a kick-ass compliment. I was told to be an inspiration to someone. An inspiration for the person to get…
Seriously? SERIOUSLY?!
I know I am not alone (I was told this yesterday) to feel like this and it was not long ago I blogged about it. But seriously? Is this the best evolution could do? And why on Gods green earth did so many of them end in my surroundings? Who I am talking about? These guys.
Question
Should we let children do what they want, or is it our responsibility as adults (not even necessary to be a parent) to guide our children? Just wondering.
Nothing to complain about
Watched the re-run of public service’s new TV-show “Straight through the heart” a documentary about different children who have a need to be cared for at the cardiovascular department at Lund’s hospital. I cry at saved kittens so for me to emphasize with this kind of show is no surprise, but when the Mr bursts out “We…
They’re back
Weekday. No value just facts and me drivning Sam to swim practise…
Louise Dock 