It’s hard remembering who you are

Oliver commented on the fact that I seem so happy on the blog:

‘Reading your blog one gets the impression that you are feeling pretty perky! Lots of awesomeness and Epicness… I am very pleased to hear it – even if I am wondering how my moody Scandi princess got replaced with a Californian teenage skate rat.’

It made me think how i get myself out of bad times and the way I act. I’ve done this before, had a period in my life that’s been unmanageable and things around me falling to pieces. Once i start feeling better it’s like I need to convince the world and myself that I’m all sunny smiles and happiness. I dont want anyone to worry about me.

I went down to Lund in dyed black and red hair looking like a lesbian punk rocker and came back 6 months later in baby blue sparkly shoes and brown locks refusing to even acknowledge the fact that I’m a moody one more prone to reading and thinking than partying and gossiping.

I can feel myself doing it again. Going from all black 80’s rock and roll chick to skirts and blouses. Not that there is anything wrong with it, I just want to make sure I can still look myself in the eyes in 6 months time and see that depressed prone person in me and if I dont try and hide her she might not feel the need of coming barging out when I least need it.
 

It’s hard to not be absolutely, madly in love with life

Exciting things in our post nowadays. Just when I’ve finished my salty candy box (yes, that took 2 days) another thing arrived in our home.

The save the date for Laura and Sebs wedding. Woohooo. They are tying the knot in Florida. Knowing them it will be an awesome wedding and it’s not boring that it will be under the Floridan sun in the middle of grey and boring November.

This year is shaping up to be some amazing trips ahead. Sri Lanka over easter, Somerset in spring, Norway for this summer and Florida in November. Of course a couple of Swedish trips in between. I’ve said it all along, 2013 is going to be epic!

Wednesday words of widom

Written by Regina Brett, 90 years old, of the Plain Dealer, Cleveland , Ohio .

“To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me. It is the most requested column I’ve ever written.

My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more:

1. Life isn’t fair, but it’s still good.

2. When in doubt, just take the next small step..

3. Life is too short – enjoy it..

4. Your job won’t take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and
family will.

5. Pay off your credit cards every month.

6. You don’t have to win every argument. Stay true to yourself.

7… Cry with someone. It’s more healing than crying alone.

8. It’s OK to get angry with God. He can take it.

9.. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.

10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.

11… Make peace with your past so it won’t screw up the present.

12. It’s OK to let your children see you cry.

13. Don’t compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.

14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn’t be in it…

15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye But don’t worry; God never blinks.

16… Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.

17. Get rid of anything that isn’t useful. Clutter weighs you down in many ways.

18. Whatever doesn’t kill you really does make you stronger.

19. It’s never too late to be happy. But it’s all up to you and no one else.

20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don’t take no for an answer.

21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don’t
save it for a special occasion. Today is special.

22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.

23 Be eccentric now. Don’t wait for old age to wear purple.

24. The most important sex organ is the brain.

25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.

26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words ‘In five years, will
this matter?’

27. Always choose life.

28. Forgive but don’t forget.

29. What other people think of you is none of your business.

30. Time heals almost everything. Give time time.

31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.

32. Don’t take yourself so seriously. No one else does..

33. Believe in miracles.

34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn’t do.

35. Don’t audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.

36. Growing old beats the alternative — dying young.

37. Your children get only one childhood.

38.. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.

39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.

40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else’s, we’d
grab ours back.

41. Envy is a waste of time. Accept what you already have not what you need.

42. The best is yet to come…

43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.

44. Yield.

45. Life isn’t tied with a bow, but it’s still a gift.”

Things that happen

Another day, another story to tell. Sometimes life is a bit of that hamster wheel but it doesnt matter, my hamster wheel is filled with sweeties and magical movies.

Yesterday I came home to home cooked dinner by Miranda. Chorizo and bean stew. Yum. After that we set up the projector in the living room and watched The Fisher king. Proper, weird 90’s movie with ‘The Dude’ and Robin Williams. Loved that everyone was so completely mental.

This morning on the tube read some of my Eckhart Tolle book Julia gave me. Makes you think, or well, rather NOT think. That’s hard. Being the point of the book to stop thinking I feel it’s aimed at me and my over obsessive mind. So not only am I addicted to sweeties and sugar but now also to thinking. Hey, when I was young you were fine as long as you stayed away from heroin and morning time drinking, nowadays everything seems to be something to be addicted too.

A very bad picture of our projector. It tells the story of me laying like a toad in the sofa. What you cant see in the picture are all the chocolate balls and sweeties I ate. Oooops.  

Sri Lanka

Oh, I just realized something I haven’t told you.

We’ve just booked our tickets to Sri Lanka. That’s right, from 29th of March to 11th of April we’re frolicking around on Sri Lanka (not sure how much frolicking it will actually be but have this vision of me in a summer dress jumping up and down on the beach grinning like an idiot).

Oliver is working for the first couple of days and I’ll be his assistant. Yes, the uglifier will be taking picture at this high society wedding making even the most botoxed lady look old and craggy. I’m happy. I get to become best friends with everyone so I can take the embarrassing after hour pictures.

After all that hard work we are just going to chill, wear practical clothes and eat.

It was the most epic gift ever

After all that suspense…what would be in that candy box sent to me from the worlds best Jules??

I hurried home from work, took a detour past tesco to pick up baked potatoes for Swedish dinner (today’s swedish dinner was baked potatoes with sour cream, caviar and chives) and then finally in the door.

On the table was the package

I slowly opened it…

…dum dum dum…

…SALTY LIQUORICE!!!!

Really!! Julia, you are the best. Any Swedish expat worth their name dream wet dreams of this. I had to brace myself to not down it all before dinner. I managed and that means more tonight. Win!