Just in case anyone is wondering what the pictures in my last two posts are, they're posters I had to make for my new schooling. Beautiful, huh? I'm still in awe of what photoshop can do when you have a version later than that of 1995, which is what I had the honor of dealing with at my last job.
Random thoughts of the day:
It's a little weird that people are actually reading my blog... good, since I'm not too good at the whole keeping in touch with people thing, but scarry all the same. Also, why does my dog keep getting more rowdy, when we've finally finished the course where he's supposed to have gotten the hang of behaving??
And finally, who at the Swedish student loan agency decided the rules?? Because whoever it was, has never ever been a student themselves. Seriously. Because Nicklas has to sell his apartment, which he will hopefully make a nice profit off of, this profit means that they will cancel his loans and make him pay back the loans he's taken this term toute suite. But it makes no sense because all the money he makes he's putting into the new apartment... and really needs the loans still... so this means we now have to go through quite a few extra steps to fool the bastards - which luckily the estate agent is very happy to help us with. How sick is that? (Not that we're not grateful!!) Do they not see the system is screwed up?!?!?! But at least now it's solved, we can be sure to actually move in to the apartment. Phew! A few more months to wait. Really trying hard to be patient... I want my jacuzzi!!!
End of random thoughts.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Monday, February 26, 2007
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Possible Relief??
Sometimes I wonder what happens with my weekends. I spend all week in class in front of the computer typing away, staring at the screen, come home and do what? I could take some time off and just not do computer for a day you might think... but no. But at least today has been quite productive. I think I may have - finally - found some sort of help for my constant stomach problems.
Since doctors don't seem to help much, I have taken it upon myself to try to find a cure for my own unnamed stomach disorder. I'm quite convinced that what I have lands under the lable of IBS, which no one seems quite sure of what it is, but everyone is uninimous that it is incurable. Joy of joys! I've tried for years to control it through my diet, but seem to get it wrong no matter how hard I try. All I have is anti-spasmodic drugs that make me feel slightly naucious. Not so nice in the long run.
But according to my new favorite website, there is hope. Turns out that I've been dooped by all the wholewheat propaganda, when what I need to soothe my stomach is soluble fiber, which you get from good old white bread, rice, potatoes and pasta - the normal kind. Of course I have to eat the other stuff too, but not the way I have been religiously adhering to it! The downside is that this also excludes fat (not news to me)... but to the point of excluding all red meat and dairy. There seem to be some pretty ok alternatives though, so we'll see how this goes. Nicklas is tentatively enthusiastic, mainly because he wants me to feel better... and I also promised that he can have cheese on the pasta when I don't... and he can still eat his salami, while I simply have to drewl. Not liking that part so much... But for this I will employ a - in Sweden - well-known technique: "Jag kan flyga, jag är inte rädd!" (Translates to, "I can fly, I am not afraid!") And if this too fails - there is apparently also the possibilyt of self-hypnotherapy... Which is when I thought diet might be my firtst option...
Looking forward to finishing off my Saturday at the movies - not been there for ages! And we're having Chinese! YUMMY!!! Lots of rice! Being so good already, see??
Since doctors don't seem to help much, I have taken it upon myself to try to find a cure for my own unnamed stomach disorder. I'm quite convinced that what I have lands under the lable of IBS, which no one seems quite sure of what it is, but everyone is uninimous that it is incurable. Joy of joys! I've tried for years to control it through my diet, but seem to get it wrong no matter how hard I try. All I have is anti-spasmodic drugs that make me feel slightly naucious. Not so nice in the long run.
But according to my new favorite website, there is hope. Turns out that I've been dooped by all the wholewheat propaganda, when what I need to soothe my stomach is soluble fiber, which you get from good old white bread, rice, potatoes and pasta - the normal kind. Of course I have to eat the other stuff too, but not the way I have been religiously adhering to it! The downside is that this also excludes fat (not news to me)... but to the point of excluding all red meat and dairy. There seem to be some pretty ok alternatives though, so we'll see how this goes. Nicklas is tentatively enthusiastic, mainly because he wants me to feel better... and I also promised that he can have cheese on the pasta when I don't... and he can still eat his salami, while I simply have to drewl. Not liking that part so much... But for this I will employ a - in Sweden - well-known technique: "Jag kan flyga, jag är inte rädd!" (Translates to, "I can fly, I am not afraid!") And if this too fails - there is apparently also the possibilyt of self-hypnotherapy... Which is when I thought diet might be my firtst option...
Looking forward to finishing off my Saturday at the movies - not been there for ages! And we're having Chinese! YUMMY!!! Lots of rice! Being so good already, see??
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Life, Death and Everything In Between
Life is moving awefully quickly. There is so much going on all over the place. I feel old saying it, because it's what my parents have always said and my reaction was always the same - you're old! But for the past few years I've started to understand what they mean.
This week something happened that reminded me of just how much is changing. Nicklas' grandfather passed away this past Monday morning. He had been very ill with cancer for the past few months, and was in considerable pain. None of us expected him to last long, but it's still a bit of a shock when they finally pass. I only ever met him twice, but he was such a sweet man. He was so kind and welcoming from the very first second, that it was impossible not to like him. Also, he reminded me of my own grandparents, the last of which passed several years ago. I miss them. They bring so much that you rarely understand until they're gone. I find myself wishing that I could go back and listen to all their stories and take on more of their knowledge that I was too young to appreciate before. It is a clear generation shift, which makes my parents and their fellows the old ones. Very odd.
I see now that I am in fact grown up. I've passed that stage where I can claim that I am not done. Not to say that I don't have a fair ways to go yet, but I have passed some big hurdles lately that I can even see myself. Looking at myself now, I really cannot say that it's something I feel a loss for. Change and growing is something we really should do. Who wants to stay and adolescent for the rest of their lives?? Speaking of them, I had a thought on the subway home today. Was I ever that obnoxious?? I really hope not, or I would retrospectively like to fall into a big black hole! I'm sure I wasn't even half as well behaved as I like to keep in my mind's eye, but please tell me I was never like that!
As a conclusion of today's revelating posts, I would just like to give a shout out to all those grandparents out there who are no longer with us. I'm pretty sure they don't have access to the internet, but I'm sure we all agree, that they are still with us in our memories. Momories that should be cherished, since they are all we have left of a generation that went through more than most of us could ever imagine.
This week something happened that reminded me of just how much is changing. Nicklas' grandfather passed away this past Monday morning. He had been very ill with cancer for the past few months, and was in considerable pain. None of us expected him to last long, but it's still a bit of a shock when they finally pass. I only ever met him twice, but he was such a sweet man. He was so kind and welcoming from the very first second, that it was impossible not to like him. Also, he reminded me of my own grandparents, the last of which passed several years ago. I miss them. They bring so much that you rarely understand until they're gone. I find myself wishing that I could go back and listen to all their stories and take on more of their knowledge that I was too young to appreciate before. It is a clear generation shift, which makes my parents and their fellows the old ones. Very odd.
I see now that I am in fact grown up. I've passed that stage where I can claim that I am not done. Not to say that I don't have a fair ways to go yet, but I have passed some big hurdles lately that I can even see myself. Looking at myself now, I really cannot say that it's something I feel a loss for. Change and growing is something we really should do. Who wants to stay and adolescent for the rest of their lives?? Speaking of them, I had a thought on the subway home today. Was I ever that obnoxious?? I really hope not, or I would retrospectively like to fall into a big black hole! I'm sure I wasn't even half as well behaved as I like to keep in my mind's eye, but please tell me I was never like that!
As a conclusion of today's revelating posts, I would just like to give a shout out to all those grandparents out there who are no longer with us. I'm pretty sure they don't have access to the internet, but I'm sure we all agree, that they are still with us in our memories. Momories that should be cherished, since they are all we have left of a generation that went through more than most of us could ever imagine.
Photoshop - a Dangerous World
Just a quick reflection - So, we've been doing photoshop in class for about two weeks now. Yesterday we started doing faces and pictures... DANGEROUS! I had never realised I have lines, and bags under my eyes and all that before. I'm young! Whatever happened - and WHEN??? So in a quick half hour session I managed to make myself look like I had spent hours at the salon and quite a bit of time with a professional make-up artist. Possibly I also involved the plastic surgeon... hehe. But I came to a decision - I am going to stick to the best version for my inner eye. Makes me feel all good about myself. The picture here is the before... stuck the "after" as my header pic.
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
A week of recap
I don't seem to be much good at keeping the whole blog thing going... Started in class on Tuesday, but never got to finish. So here we go again - Recap of the past week. Monday nights are doggy training nights. Turns out our little Spaniard seems quite adept at doing what we ask of him. I think it's largely because he so truly loves to be in our good books. He actually does quite a lot to avoid getting yelled at, which is really sweet. Even when we ask him to jump up in the bed he looks at us for ages with wagging tail and beggin eyes, just to make sure that we're not going to throw him down again. SO cute! He has me contantly laughing. Yes, I am in love. Completely. Getting a dog was one of the best things I've ever done in my life - even if it does mean a few sacrifices of freedom, but ever so totally and completely worth it.
Tuesday was a day of jubilation. After much trouble with sorting out Nicklas mortgage for the new apartment due to him being a student, it all worked out. So now everything is all clear for going ahead with the new place. I just cannot wait to move in... even if it is 4 months ahead in time... patience... So to celebrate Nicklas and I went to Texas Long Horn for some great steaks and a pitcher of margharitas for the two of us... thank god we did not finish the whole pitcher?! Wednesday morning was however still somewhat tough.
Wednesday was just a really bad day over all. Not quite sure why, but it just never got better, so I'm skipping that.
Thursday and Friday passed calmly with classes. It is so weird having classes where I'm supposed to think for myself, and write how I like (as long as it is gramatically correct ofcourse...) I don't find it as difficult to move away from the strict regurgitation of University as I thought it would be. Which is positive. I actually find it a lot of fun to write. Not used to having people read it however, which is something I shall have to get used to.
A very calm week end followed. It all seems to revolve around the dog really. Yesterday we took him out to Drottningholm where they have some closed off islands where dogs are allowed to run free and play to their heart's delight. That had me freezing for a good few hours after we got home. Made a lovely dinner and sat in front of the tv. Today I took Pasco around Kungsholmen ( a good two hour walk) and then spent some much needed time repeating some of the Photoshop stuff we did last week. Nicklas has left me for the university and studying, so I'm home alone waiting to go off to Ida's for dinner. I find myself actually looking forward to Monday. That is SUCH an odd feeling. Not sure if that has ever happened to me before!
So on that note I'm off. Will try to get better at this whole updating thing.
Tuesday was a day of jubilation. After much trouble with sorting out Nicklas mortgage for the new apartment due to him being a student, it all worked out. So now everything is all clear for going ahead with the new place. I just cannot wait to move in... even if it is 4 months ahead in time... patience... So to celebrate Nicklas and I went to Texas Long Horn for some great steaks and a pitcher of margharitas for the two of us... thank god we did not finish the whole pitcher?! Wednesday morning was however still somewhat tough.
Wednesday was just a really bad day over all. Not quite sure why, but it just never got better, so I'm skipping that.
Thursday and Friday passed calmly with classes. It is so weird having classes where I'm supposed to think for myself, and write how I like (as long as it is gramatically correct ofcourse...) I don't find it as difficult to move away from the strict regurgitation of University as I thought it would be. Which is positive. I actually find it a lot of fun to write. Not used to having people read it however, which is something I shall have to get used to.
A very calm week end followed. It all seems to revolve around the dog really. Yesterday we took him out to Drottningholm where they have some closed off islands where dogs are allowed to run free and play to their heart's delight. That had me freezing for a good few hours after we got home. Made a lovely dinner and sat in front of the tv. Today I took Pasco around Kungsholmen ( a good two hour walk) and then spent some much needed time repeating some of the Photoshop stuff we did last week. Nicklas has left me for the university and studying, so I'm home alone waiting to go off to Ida's for dinner. I find myself actually looking forward to Monday. That is SUCH an odd feeling. Not sure if that has ever happened to me before!
So on that note I'm off. Will try to get better at this whole updating thing.
Thursday, February 1, 2007
Our new life
We have today aqcuired our new apartment!
We are, as opposed to everyone else, moving out of the city. So sick and tired of the constant traffic and noise everywhere all the time. I guess I'm just not a city person. Never was, and doubt I ever will be. I'm really just grateful that Nicklas wanted to come with me!
One thing is for sure, we are moving bigger and better. We had a bit of a scare tonight. Apparently the people who are selling started having second thoughts... but they came to the right decision. We sign the papers tomorrow and move in around June some time. Cannot wait for the new bathroom, and a kitchen that actually fits more than one person at a time. Don't get me wrong - I love my apartment, but it is a bit small for two. Especially after the addition of our wonderful little Spaniard.
It's been a very quick process for us. We've been seriously looking for all of a week. That's it. We just weren't about to pass up this apartment on that little issue. I know you're supposed to live for the now and not for the future, but it is increasingly difficult... I'm guessing and hoping however, that everything else going on with new school and all will make it easier. I'm sure they'll drag me back to the present whatever my wishes!
This was the big news of the day. To add a little something I'm posting a pic of our Spaniard charmer. Will add more as time passes, I'm sure.
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