Got My Head Into The Iceage
It's a poooost! It's also monday evening, which means this will be a short post, because I'm ready to pass out any minute.
I've had a great, great weekend. After a long bus drive home from Oslo on friday, I got home. I've really started to appreciate just being home, the feeling of feeling like I'm really home. Anyway, I got a good night's sleep. Woke up waay to early, since I was going to Karlstad with Josefine. We met up with Ann and Jonathan. We did some shopping, saw Ann's cozy little apartment, bought candy and missed our bus home. So we took the train, and I can say this much; train beats any bus! The conductor is as good as always nice, the seats are comfier, you have more space, get to see the countryside, it's smoother, faster and cheaper! Okay, that was a lot of train talk...
Sunday was a grey day. I had a lovely breakfast, did food shopping, had lunch with mom and dad, then dessert! That doesn't exactly happen every day, so you have to appreciate it (read; eat) alot!
Another week of pooping, screaming and cute kids is here. I've prepared to kill my cold (my 23124645758th cold in the last 6 months) with alot of vitamines, ginger and fresh air. I'm out of pain killers so I have to take it the more primitive way. No side effects though:)
This weekend I'm not gonna get up at 7.30 in the morning. I have no bus to stress to. Me and my roomies might go ti IKEA some time during the week. It's funny how IKEA gets so much more exciting when you visit it outside Sweden, even if it's only in Norway. You walk through all the cheap stuf with Swedish names pointing at all the things you've already got in your home, stop and grab something (that hopefully tastes close to) Swedish to eat, then visit the food store at the end and feel some kind of pathetic pride... Lingonsylt, volvo, h&m, blondes, köttbullar, rabarberpaj, svenska jordgubbar, midsommar, and so on, and on and on. IKEA is genious!
By the way (the name of my post doesn't really have anything to do with anything if you were wondering)
I've had a great, great weekend. After a long bus drive home from Oslo on friday, I got home. I've really started to appreciate just being home, the feeling of feeling like I'm really home. Anyway, I got a good night's sleep. Woke up waay to early, since I was going to Karlstad with Josefine. We met up with Ann and Jonathan. We did some shopping, saw Ann's cozy little apartment, bought candy and missed our bus home. So we took the train, and I can say this much; train beats any bus! The conductor is as good as always nice, the seats are comfier, you have more space, get to see the countryside, it's smoother, faster and cheaper! Okay, that was a lot of train talk...
Sunday was a grey day. I had a lovely breakfast, did food shopping, had lunch with mom and dad, then dessert! That doesn't exactly happen every day, so you have to appreciate it (read; eat) alot!
Another week of pooping, screaming and cute kids is here. I've prepared to kill my cold (my 23124645758th cold in the last 6 months) with alot of vitamines, ginger and fresh air. I'm out of pain killers so I have to take it the more primitive way. No side effects though:)
This weekend I'm not gonna get up at 7.30 in the morning. I have no bus to stress to. Me and my roomies might go ti IKEA some time during the week. It's funny how IKEA gets so much more exciting when you visit it outside Sweden, even if it's only in Norway. You walk through all the cheap stuf with Swedish names pointing at all the things you've already got in your home, stop and grab something (that hopefully tastes close to) Swedish to eat, then visit the food store at the end and feel some kind of pathetic pride... Lingonsylt, volvo, h&m, blondes, köttbullar, rabarberpaj, svenska jordgubbar, midsommar, and so on, and on and on. IKEA is genious!
By the way (the name of my post doesn't really have anything to do with anything if you were wondering)
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