Him, myself and friends

I don’t want you readers to think that this has become a dog blog. But let’s face it. Both boys are nowadays kissing other girls than their mother (yes, I do spy on them and I’m not ashamed) and my role in their life is changing. I’m no-longer the centre of their universe and that…

Love

Some days I do think that: 1) I’d be better off without him (reasons can vary from forgetting to put away all the dirty dishes, plain stupidity to spending too much time at one or another soccer pitch) or 2) Life is really unfair that it didn’t let me bump in to Olof Mellberg back…