The essence of Swedishness 🇸🇪

Today is the national day of Sweden. Hurra! 🇸🇪 It’s pretty new as an official holiday. Apparently it was the founder of Nordiska museet, Artur Hazelius, who 1893 started to celebrate the day by arranging a spring party at Skansen in memory of the election of Gustaf Vasa as King of Sweden in 1523 and…

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…

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…

Why worry?

I hate it, but I guess it is human. I worry. I worry way to much about my children. I must stop. But how. And now I got a hip pain after today’s run. Life sucks. Kind of. Not really. But I need my “shrimp sandwich” back (that is what we Swedes say when you…