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Monthly Archives: March 2010
Yesterday was kind of my Friday. I walked around in the nice spring weather, chilled and then spent the evening with my favorite married couple and their baby, which is my new best friend and the cutest kid I know. In my own completely objective opinion… It was such a nice evening. We had steak and drank strange kinds of beer (I like beer-tasting!), ate cheesecake and played with the baby. Beer and baby might sound as a strange mix but I assure you, the nursing mother only had a few sips…
It’s so funny that when you’re around a baby then nothing is as great as getting a smile from the baby. And I will do all sorts of silly things to make him laugh. And I love it when he does.
But the real Friday, today that is, was a day of staring at my computer, searching databases and being generally frustrated. Doing research for an essay is, well, not fun.
Hey, I took my bike out today for the first time this year! I’m pretty confident that there will be no more snow this winter.
Well, back to the databases…
(Another crazy friday night at my house – hah)
I have something to say.
I have to get it out there.
First, I read quite a lot of fashion blogs. Mostly danish and swedish blogs. Lots of stylish scandinavian ladies out there.
And there is one item that seems to pop up a lot on all of these blogs: wedges.
My opinion: I hate wedges! Well, hate is maybe a bit too strong. At least I am unable to see anything remotely beautiful about them. When I look at them I just see deformed shoes. Yes, deformed shoes. They just look like a big lump of something in my eyes. These shoes are simply not aesthetically pleasing to me.
Maybe I’m just fashion-disabled or something.
I felt it was hugely important that the world got my opinion on wedges…
Today I woke up singing “We built this city (on rock and roll)”. I honestly don’t know why. I sure don’t have been listening to that song! My strange head does this sometimes. I often wake up with random songs on my brain. Strange indeed.
Today I did something that I have meant to do for months… pulled out a sewing machine and did some work on a woolen sweater I knitted months ago. Then I took said sweater and finally washed it and blocked it. And now it is lying on my table and causing my appartment to smell like I have been washing sheep in here.
Today I had pancakes for dinner. That was awesome! They were at least fairly healthy, I made them out of oatmeal, wholewheat, agave syrup and light AB yoghurt. And lots of cinnamon! No sugar or butter.
I have come to the conclusion that some days must have fewer hours in them than others. It must be!
Today was one of those short days. I watched 3 episodes of Six Feet Under and had dinner with a friend – that doesn’t take 12 hours does it? What did I do with the rest of the day?!
I like these dresses so much (Yes, I’ve stopped talking about the mysterious “short days” case – my mind wanders…)
I particularly like the bottom one. I have a thing for big, flowing sleeves.
These are from H&M’s Garden Collection and apparently they’re sold out. Online – at least. I might have to send some friends or relatives abroad out hunting for them in an actual H&M store.
OK. So, again I’m uploading pictures of oddly-coloured drinks.
This one is healthier than the last one though.
And it was my dinner tonight. Inspired by Angela and her green monsters! It contained milk, a banana, lots of spinach and ice.
The mixing of milk and spinach sounded horrendous to me at first but it tastes surprisingly good. You can’t really taste the spinach, just the banana.
Lots of vitamins, iron, and antioxidants.
Yes, indeed a wild Friday night at my house…
Orange juice and Passoa liqueur.
I had two of those yesterday evening. Home alone in my bath-robe. I felt like an alcoholic housewife while drinking this and watching Grey’s anatomy. But I’m neither really. I just really wanted a beer but didn’t have any. So this was the solution. And I did call Elisabet and ask her if it was totally alcoholic to have a drink home alone on a wednesday night. (She’s 25 and wise now, you see…) She assured me it wasn’t.
It’s probably very obvious now that I’m not the wildest university student there is; making a big deal out of having a couple of drinks on a Wednesday night! I’m more of a tea drinker really…