Welcome Viggo
Finally.
Welcome Viggo!
Spring Inside
As I paid for my bag of apples at ICA on Tuesday morning, the cashier handed me a humble bouquet of daffodils. The flowers were probably Easter leftovers and given to early costumers that day in hope of reaching a good home.Ten minutes later, they were placed in my grandparents' beautiful but unpolished silver vase and put above my kitchen fan. Then I left Kristianstad a and was not back until late Wednesday.
Therefore I missed the transformation.
When I came home, the once so humble bouquet had left its humbleness behind. Ten rubbery buds had exploded in a yellow splendor and filled the apartment with a sweet scent of spring.
Yes, today it is spring inside.
Like a Baby
Such ideas we get as we grow up.
The List
Glad Påsk
Det låter ju festligt. Inte undra på att det behöver kompenseras med påskägg och fjädrar.
Baby News
It is raining babies in my family and among my friends. Last night, my cousin Jimmy and his Stina had a little girl and any day, my bästis Caroline will deliver her Wiggo.
And I... Well, one of my plants just got a new sprout.
Signe
Last weekend, I invited myself to go and see Signe, Stina and Max. Signe was deep asleep for most of my visit and didn't mind at all to be carried, sniffed and cuddled by aunt Åsa. Sweetie pie.
See, how great I look with a baby. Seriously, I think I deserve one of my own soon.
Little Signe has already developed a cool style.
Alfons & Thyra
Unfortunately, Linus was too sick to come this time and Maxx stayed home with Jenny. That left Alfons and Thyra to rule the event. Alfons turned into a little entertainer, played peek-a-boo with his (second) cousin, gave her soft hugs and wet kisses, showed her all the animals in his collection, generously shared his toys, and almost taught her how to sing "Happy Birthday".
Thyra was totally impressed.
How can it be?
Sweden is the only country in Europe which allows marriage between siblings who share one parent.
Unsymmetrical
In the middle of brushing my teeth this morning, while gargling white toothpaste-foam and spitting in the sink, I threw a glance in the mirror. My face. I have seen it a billion times, know every line and mark.
Thought I.
Suddenly, I noticed. My nose.
Unsymmetrical!
The left side of the tip of my nose is bigger than the right.
?
This leaves two possibilities. Either, the left side of my nose has unexpectedly started growing much faster than its neighbor. Or, I have always had an unsymmetrical nose.
I don't like either of the two.
The Horror!
In third grade, our school nurse made me aware that one of my legs is longer than the other, and that one of my hip-bones higher than the other. To cure my disability, she made me walk with extra inner soles in my right shoe. My self- esteem flew out the window.
And now this.
I belong in a freak show.
Welcome Signe
Signe, one week today!
First Mosquito
I just saw the season's first mosquito. It came from nowhere, buzzed into the light of my desk lamp, and sat down on a copy of Oliver Twist right next to me.
"Hey!" I thought, "a sure sign of spring."
And watched it for a second.
Before I squeeze it between my thumb and index finger.
Now I feel bad.
I killed the messenger.
Marvelous
Nothing.
Nothing productive anyway, nothing with a higher goal.
And I have done it in the best possible way.
Together with friends.
So relaxed have I been, that I did not even notice the change of months. March snuck up on me unannounced. And all of a sudden winter is over.
Just like that.
The world seems to rotate without my interference.
Marvelous.
