Time for someone else

The Mr and I caught up time with a “date night”. Football was on the agenda. The Mr is, as you are well aware of, assistant coach for Halmstad bollklubbs (HBK) boys aged 16 and have season tickets. We took the train (so strange, but good for us to skip the car) and then I…

Tired of people

I woke up at 2 a.m thinking of a “problem” connected to my assignment. And as we all know, it’s stupid, stupid, stupid of people to start thinking of any problem (professional or personal) at this hour. It’s stupid out of two reasons: 1. You’re not getting paid for it (especially not if it’s a…

The note

Found this, and lots of other memorabilia, in a bag my parents had saved. The note with number and address the Mr gave me when we first met 25 years ago. Blessed to have found him and to continue loving him. I don’t know if it was a blessing or not that I didn’t realize…

Friendship annus 1990

I met this lovely woman back in 1990, when the future held dreams about mansions, top positions as LA law firms and hunky pool boys in Beverly Hills. At age 16, I found my squire. She's mine, as I am hers. We stood by each other through heart aces and gutter vomits. She was never…

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…

A tornado in a trailer park

I know I am not all good. For sure I am quite demanding. I do not see well on mistakes, at least not the second time they appear. But I would also give myself cred. I see myself as a quite fun wife. Who after 22 (June 2015) years can both surprise her Mr into silence…

Proud

If you generalize, Swede’s are very poor at being proud over them selves. We are usually not the ones who will climb up a mountain and scream out our joy for being ourselves, just because we are soooo good. Or, maybe that is exactly where we would do it, as nobody would hear us on the…

It all ended well

Many people misunderstand my strive for happiness as me needing to be happy all the time – H.E.L.L N.O. I am probably the best (meaning highest) combo of all feelings. Sad, angry, happy, etc. etc. Today we (OK I) took a turn to the angry zone. Me and Sam had the worst quarrel since… I…

A little wish

While I was dying of my minor ebola case last Friday night. I heard both the Mr and our oldest feeling for me. I woke up every 30 minutes to rejoin the bathroom. And all Saturday I tried to catch up the lost sleep of the night before and getting my body back to status…

Noooooooooo

Not a good sign. We are getting sloppy. Not regarding the cleaning, we have been sloppy about that for years. Our anniversary! How could we miss it?! More staggeringly, how could I miss it?! Last Wednesday, 21 years and not a card, no anniversary wishes. Probaby a kiss or two and a squeeze on the…