We had our first dinner on the terrace tonight. Yay! :-)
S even brought out the pillows for the chairs so we were sitting comfortably in the evening sun. I had to put on a jumper (over t-shirt and jeans) but that's pretty much what I had to do all through last summer so the temperature's not too bad. :-)
T was sleeping in his pushchair, it feels good to have him sleeping outdoors in the fresh air.
This weekend we'll put some oil on the outdoor furniture and see if we can rent a device to clean the decking. Spring is here. :-)
Friday, 25 April 2008
Thursday, 24 April 2008
Sense of clothing
At some point in time I decided that I wouldn't criticize other people's clothing, at least not to other people. Or at least not to people outside my closest family sphere. Um. Anyway, this is not exactly critique, more a tired comment from a lady growing older by the minute...
Last Saturday I watched a young woman wearing my definition of 'bad choice of clothes' and it made me hope that someone will tell me when I put on something like that. She was a little chubby. She had rather large thighs, which was highlighted by the fact that she was wearing a very short skirt with skin coloured tights and black 'overknee' boots (boots like that were called "CFM boots" in Australia, and believe me it's not a good name or look for that matter). She was also waddling along, rubbing knees together and her feet were following along in a slightly whisking motion, it did not help the look.
I can't help but wonder what she was thinking, did she feel good wearing those clothes? If that's the case - good for her! But gosh, I hope someone would stop me if I ever left the house like that.
On Tuesday I saw another "look" which made me stop in my tracks: A girl, wearing a skirt that was so short I actually saw her undies. WHAT? That's not right? Why on EARTH would you wear something like that? Why not just put on 'hotpants' instead, or why not just skip the skirt all together and go out in your underwear? Mind you I didn't have to look hard to see her undies, they were clearly visible and just there. *sigh* Humanity. The things we do.
I'm old.
Last Saturday I watched a young woman wearing my definition of 'bad choice of clothes' and it made me hope that someone will tell me when I put on something like that. She was a little chubby. She had rather large thighs, which was highlighted by the fact that she was wearing a very short skirt with skin coloured tights and black 'overknee' boots (boots like that were called "CFM boots" in Australia, and believe me it's not a good name or look for that matter). She was also waddling along, rubbing knees together and her feet were following along in a slightly whisking motion, it did not help the look.
I can't help but wonder what she was thinking, did she feel good wearing those clothes? If that's the case - good for her! But gosh, I hope someone would stop me if I ever left the house like that.
On Tuesday I saw another "look" which made me stop in my tracks: A girl, wearing a skirt that was so short I actually saw her undies. WHAT? That's not right? Why on EARTH would you wear something like that? Why not just put on 'hotpants' instead, or why not just skip the skirt all together and go out in your underwear? Mind you I didn't have to look hard to see her undies, they were clearly visible and just there. *sigh* Humanity. The things we do.
I'm old.
Tuesday, 22 April 2008
Age of Conan: Hyborian Adventures
Monday, 21 April 2008
Modern alchemy
Aqua
Paraffinum liquidum
Glycerin
Petrolatum
Bentonite
Cetyl PEG/PPG-10/1 dimethicone
Ethylhexyl pelargonate
Neopentyl glycol diethylhexanoate
C12-15 alkyl benzoate
Myristyl myristate
PPG-26-buteth-26
Sorbitol
Sucrose distearate
PEG-40 hydrogenated castor oil
Oleyl oleate
Camellia sinensis
Anthemis nobilis
Cucumis sativus
Camellia oleifera
Hibiscus rosasinensis
Malva sylvestris
Echinacea purpurea
Solanum lycopersicum
Triethanolamine
Sucrose stearate
Propylene glycol
Butylene glycol
Carbomer
Disodium EDTA
Magnesium aluminum silicate
Myristyl laurate
Diazolidinyl urea
Tocopherol
Copernicia cerifera
Mannitol
Methylparaben
Cellulose
Propylparaben
C9-15 alkyl phosphate
Lauramine oxide
Phenoxyethanol
Thermus thermophillus ferment
Ethyl linoleate
Ethyl linolenate
Hydroxypropyl methylcellulose
Tertradibutyl pentaerithrityl hydroxyhydrocinnamate
Talc
CI 17200
CI 73360
CI 77007
CI 77891
CI 15850
CI 14700
With a possible misspelling or two, that's the contents of the "all natural ingredients" Mary Kay TimeWise 3-in-1 Cleanser.
Doesn't this seem like a concoction you'd like to have on your face? :-D
Thursday, 17 April 2008
Release party outfit
The front is inspired by the "new" company I work for. Starting from January 1 this year we have divided the company into "solution labs", my lab is called "Capture". The back of the t-shirt is inspired by the fact that I'm forever stuck with the old product (FORMS), being one of the few that still knows it back to front. And then a flirt with Star Trek, the BORG.
The tee and the design was selected and put together using the (much fun!) design tool at www.spreadshirt.se.
This is what I wore for the release party at work the other day. It was a costume-party with the theme "future". :-) Sadly there weren't a lot of dress up going on, most people had "forgotten" to put something special on. But there were a few bright spots, one that was either "a retiree" (or on summer vacation), another was wearing a tin foil hat (because the ozone layer will be too thin to go outside with a bare head) but despite the meager outcome on costumes it was a nice event. I got to have a glass of wine (OOOOOOH it was nice!!), a chat with long lost colleagues and more than a few laughs.
Friday, 11 April 2008
Release party
Despite the poor language used in the invite I'm quite looking forward to tonight's party at work. Apart from the fact that people usually don't hold back when it comes to costumes it's been such a long time since I did something outside home not involving Tobias (and S) so it's quite a novel feeling. :-)
Must start to get ready.
Wednesday, 9 April 2008
Being an adult
Being an adult, acting like a grown-up is awfully hard. Especially when you're not feeling well. That's my conclusion for the day. I wanted to be pitied, pampered and cared for. I didn't want to be strong and a good mother. But yet that's what I have to be.
I now totally understand what my sister has been going through for the past three years. To me it's going to be a painful process, this whole growing up business... *sigh*
Hiding M'n'M's in a lamb...
Complicated communication issues
Maybe it's a blessing in disguise that I haven't had a voice in four days now? Because last night I was in a totally foul mood but as I had absolutely no way to express my feelings I fell asleep instead.
I was cross because I felt that S had left me all on my own with baby and a raging cold (and I mean a RAGING cold). He had so many important things to do at work. It's not fair to be cross with S, I know. But I spent two entire days just barely staying on my feet, crying and doing nothing else but feed our son and change his diaper when it needed changing. Tobias and I was sitting in front of the TV as zombies (he was a very restless little zombie I was a more near-death zombie). It was a horrible feeling, blech! I felt very lonely as all I wanted to do was curl up and die, but that's not really an option when you have a babe to care for.
So last night I really wanted to have a go at S for EVERYTHING. Naturally that wouldn't have been particularly creative, no. I mean, it's not his fault I'm having a cold. It's not his fault I am so lousy at expressing my needs either. Right.
So I think the conclusion is that for now, it's a blessing that I actually can't speak when I first feel the urge to say something. Wonder if I can bring this knowledge with me past the point of recovery?
I was cross because I felt that S had left me all on my own with baby and a raging cold (and I mean a RAGING cold). He had so many important things to do at work. It's not fair to be cross with S, I know. But I spent two entire days just barely staying on my feet, crying and doing nothing else but feed our son and change his diaper when it needed changing. Tobias and I was sitting in front of the TV as zombies (he was a very restless little zombie I was a more near-death zombie). It was a horrible feeling, blech! I felt very lonely as all I wanted to do was curl up and die, but that's not really an option when you have a babe to care for.
So last night I really wanted to have a go at S for EVERYTHING. Naturally that wouldn't have been particularly creative, no. I mean, it's not his fault I'm having a cold. It's not his fault I am so lousy at expressing my needs either. Right.
So I think the conclusion is that for now, it's a blessing that I actually can't speak when I first feel the urge to say something. Wonder if I can bring this knowledge with me past the point of recovery?
Sunday, 6 April 2008
Tom Ka Gai therapy
Not until after some therapy with a rounded and mildly spiced Tom Ka Gai soup have I regained a fragment of a voice. Extraordinary. Still tired though, so I think I'll have a nap now.
Still voiceless
Can breathe better now, after an anti-histamine tablet and some cortisone nose spray. Can swallow too. It feels more like a table knife cutting through my throat when I do, than the handful of really sharp knifes it felt like this morn.
But I still have no voice.
It's interesting, I notice S have started to talk for both of us suddenly. Tobias gave me a rather curious look when I was hissing something at him earlier (mommy's making funny new sounds).
I'm tired.
But I still have no voice.
It's interesting, I notice S have started to talk for both of us suddenly. Tobias gave me a rather curious look when I was hissing something at him earlier (mommy's making funny new sounds).
I'm tired.
Voiceless
:-(
My throat hurts this morning. It was pretty bad yesterday, but this morning I've had a couple of instances where the inability to breathe and swallow has had me wondering if I should have to call 112.
:-( I hate it. I hate it I hate it I hate it!
I've had a Vicks Blue, could barely swallow the melting result of it. I've had a shower, it didn't help. I'm trying to have a cup of tea, fingers crossed it will help ease the pain. :' (
I'm trying to stay calm and not move around so I have to take deep breaths (because it won't work). My entire head hurts and I'm tired but I don't dare to lie down. :'(
I really hope our son doesn't inherit this particular dysfunction from me. It's much better to inherit his dad's way of dealing with a sore throat (caughing).
Saturday, 5 April 2008
Visualised lyrics, for the language challenged
Nightwish have (thankfully) replaced their former lead singer. The new lady (Swedish Anette Olzon) is singing "Amaranth" beautifully, albeit not in crystal clear English which left room for someone to create this:
YouTube: Nightwish - Amaranth (misheard lyrics edition)
Absolutely brilliant! :-D
After watching this clip it's almost impossible to remember/discern what the lyrics _really_ should be...
YouTube: Nightwish - Amaranth (misheard lyrics edition)
Absolutely brilliant! :-D
After watching this clip it's almost impossible to remember/discern what the lyrics _really_ should be...
Nina Frisk
I watched "Nina Frisk" (imdb link) the other day. I have had it stacked up in the queue to be watched for at least a few months now and I finally got around to watch it.
I liked it but it could've had a better ending. I am probably damaged after having watched too many Hollywood productions but I really missed "closure" or at least a hint of a resolution for the future for the film's main character.
I enjoyed the rather disturbed relationships portrayed (very Swedish) but I found Nina's mother a little bit over the top. In a way it's almost sad that so many Swedish films typically contains a number of characters on the brink of a nervous breakdown. Maybe it's mirroring our society, maybe it's a reflection of the writer/film maker's own reality?
The only really normal/sane character in this film would be Nina's male (gay) colleague and possibly the brother's wife. Then again, what is normal?
So even if it left me wanting a better ending, it provoked a few thoughts. :-)
A sequel would be welcome.
And I refuse to compare this film with "Masdjävlar", it wouldn't be fair.
Walk Hard
"Walk Hard - the Dewey Cox story" (imdb link) is a parody of "Walk the Line" and other similar biographic films. And a good one to that. :-) S is totally hooked on the soundtrack and considering he's not at all into Country music I'd say that's a feat... :-D I wouldn't go as far as that (and I like Country music), but it was a good comedy/parody where they dodged no bullets and still managed to make it entertaining. I generally don't like parodies which go over the top (like the "Scary Movie" films) however this one is better than that.
I will not watch it again though.
Sneezing panda
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FzRH3iTQPrk
Jeez how I laughed (on the inside, since I have no voice today) when I watched this one. Mostly at mother-panda's reaction. :-D
Jeez how I laughed (on the inside, since I have no voice today) when I watched this one. Mostly at mother-panda's reaction. :-D
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