Hey how ya doin,sorry you can't get through...

Up for eviction: Mr. SPD.

2012-01-25T09:23:00.001+01:00

I´m really not the best at handling disappointment.

Especially when my physical ability is below any kind of acceptable level.

My tolerance for crap and people not doing their job is low..Oh so low.

This pregnancy has been ok until a few weeks ago.
Then Mr. SPD made his oh so spectacular presence known.

I am in week 34 so pretty pleased considering that my friend Malin had the one and same man visiting from week 20.
Still..NOT the morning today for putting on my dancing shoes.

“Lucky me!” I thought this morning..i have doctor’s appointment at 09:30 so we can see what can be done to evict said gentleman.

The the doc´s office secretary rang and informed me that the good Doc was home sic today on this first day of winter (40cm of snow).

Coincidence?
I don’t think so.

She then proceeded with letting me know that there were no available appointments with the on-call-doctor today.

Not an acceptable answer today.

I had a new appointment today at 15:00 after about 2 min of conversation.

One could think I was happy about that.

But no.

Hormones suck.

I have an orange to eat.

Until later.

Kinda had enough...

2011-12-29T04:31:00.001+01:00

Miss the safe feeling of home.
I get to sleep in my own bed tomorrow night.
Pure happiness.
Until later.

2011-12-15T08:30:00.000+01:00

Tachansen att vinna din brudklänning..

...ellervarför inte en porträttfotografering eller snörkorsett!

Runda Rut vill fira sitt första år medstort pompa och ståt!

Det gör vi med en glittrande 1års tävling.

Tävlingen sker i samarbete med fotografCarolina Bodotri (www.finastudio.com).
Carolina Bosdotri är en frilansande fotograf som är bosatt på Gotland, men åtarsig även uppdrag internationellt.

Brudklänningen du kan vinna är måttsyddför att passa just dig på din och er stora dag.
Värdet får maximalt uppgå till 5000: - ink moms.

För att delta i tävlingen svarar du påfrågorna nedan och mailar oss en motivation på högst 100 ord där du beskrivervarför just DU skall vinna vår 1års tävling.

Maila dina svar och din motivation samtkontaktinformation till tavling@rundarut.se senast nyårsafton 2011.

Vilka storlekar kan du beställa hos Runda Rut?
Kan du underkjolar enligt dina egna mått från Runda Rut?
Vilka korsettleverantörer har Runda Rut?
I vilket land studerade Carolina Bosdotri fotografi?
Vilka djur poserar tillsammans med en modell på www.finastudio.com?

Priser:

1:a pris En måttsydd brudklänning från Runda Rut Värde max 5000:- ink moms*

2:apris Enporträttfotografering hos Fotograf Carolina Bosdotri på*

3:epris Valfri korsett frånCorset UK (dockej ”Timglas Couture Red”)
www.rundarut.se/Corset-UK

4:epris 1 st Presentkort hosRunda Rut till ett värde av 150: - ink moms.

* Tävlingen avslutas på nyårsafton och vinnarensinformeras skriftligen under första veckan i januari.
Maila dina svar och din motivation till tavling@rundarut.se
De klänningar som ingår i tävlingen får max uppgå till 5000: - ink moms.
Klänningen ingår inte ingår i ”Vintage Collection.”
Egna designer ingår inte i tävlingen.
Juryn består av Lena Ahlstedt Kahlbom och Carolina Bosdotri.
Juryns beslut kan inte överklagas.
Eventuell vinstskatt betalas av vinnaren.
Porträttfotograferingen utförs på Gotland och ej under årets lördagar.
Eventuell vinst bokas eller beställs av leverantören senast den 15/7 2012.

It is not ALL about the money-

2011-12-05T16:04:00.001+01:00

My manager at an old workplace in Denmark has steadily held the position as “best ever manager” during my career.
He now has to bow down to a new champion, my current manager.

What makes them similar is that they are both ex-army officers with the rank to prove excellence within their respective fields..by far.
They are both not–too-bad-to-rest-ones-eyes-on and they are both extremely well suited as managers in the civilian sector as well.
None of the above are obvious given character traits for army officers so kudos to both of them just for that.

I’m sure my current manager pisses off people every now and then.
He really doesn’t beat around the bush or wait for things to solve themselves.
He´s a doer. Without question.
He has taken all the silly managers classes, taken the time to learn how the minds of people in a civilian workplace functions.
And then he acts.
With thought, goal and patience.
No screaming, no yelling, no bullying.
Just pure, clear and rather softly padded authority.

I had my annual salary chat today and I did indeed receive a salary increase.
Believe it or not!
Not at all a mind boggling sum, but still.
No..the money wasn’t the good thing about the chat.
It was that this guy, manager over 250 people, has taken the time to really assess my performance and make suggestions on improvement as well as praise for what I have done really well.
This man doesn´t miss a heartbeat.

All in all: All should have the luxury, at one point or another in their life, to experience management at this level of sophistication.

I have a family to enjoy, glögg to drink and a Christmascards to draw with WeeMan.
Until later.

Friiiday groove by ..me myself and I!

2011-12-02T09:11:00.001+01:00

HELL yeah! Its friday boys and girls..and my brother arrives to the island today.
Aint life just grand?
I have hips to shake and stuff to get done.
Until later.

Loving life...

2011-11-14T15:14:00.001+01:00

Friday Groooove by Mr Sturevik.

2011-11-04T12:55:00.002+01:00

For you.....

2011-11-01T17:46:00.002+01:00

Friiiiiiiiiday

2011-10-28T16:28:00.000+02:00

Friday Grooove by Mr Sturevik!

2011-10-21T12:58:00.002+02:00

Stylish Mr Hansson is back

2011-10-20T08:53:00.001+02:00

Until later....

Oliver out!

2011-10-15T18:00:00.000+02:00

Until later...

Marguerite saves the day...again.

2011-10-12T14:29:00.003+02:00

The art of innovation

2011-10-10T10:28:00.000+02:00

The man who defined the word “Innovator” has left us.

Steve Jobs, the CEO of Apple Inc., didn´t just give us gadgets, he always gave us a sense of newness and not only in design but in his way of thinking.

It made me think.
Is our only real responsibility to be the innovator of our own lives?

To constantly re-invent ourselves and evolve in order to lead a life that brings us harmony and fulfillment? To take full responsibility for how we lead our lives?
Are we ok? Do we feel good? Have we found our balance in life?

We all face the overwhelming message of “Wellness” every time we glance at a newspaper stand.
But what does that word mean to you?
Is it an exquisite meal? Is the buzz of endorphins in your systems after a long run? Is it to hear your children laugh? To see your lover smile? Or is it to sleep well?
I choose not to include material things since I am, beyond words, convinced that they make nor me or you happier.
I believe that what makes us happy is how we choose to see our daily life.
To choose which light we see our daily events in.

I have spent a few days home last week with our 2½ year old son who has had a cold. That might be thought of as a much unappreciated and plain boring task.
It is most certainly not one of my intellectual highlights but nevertheless a ditto emotional one.
To hear him reason about life and to see him drive his little handed down, slightly rusty wheelbarrow around in the garden with a smile of perfect happiness on his face is wellness for me.

There are a lot of us out there who doesn’t have children who enjoys the gifts in life equally much, with the added bonus of not being awakened around 0630 on a Sunday morning.

The thing that connects us and makes us family is the ability to actively choose in what light we see life. Not for others, just for ourselves.
It is truly wondrous how we spread that light feeling around us when we choose to see all things good and well before we lay focus on the things that need more attention.

Autumn is here, that god, my favorite season.
I struck me last night that I already hit week 18 in this pregnancy.
I am almost half way. Where did the time go?
Maybe I was busy living life and being present.

Take a moment and appreciate all the good things about you for a moment.
Your beautiful eyes, your attentiveness, your ability to laugh with people; not at them.

I have numbers to crunch, stuff to type and life to love.
Until later.

Summer yet again...

2011-10-07T10:32:00.000+02:00

I just received this picture from a co-worker and i just love love love it.

It reflects my Friday mood perfectly.
All in all..life is good.
It just sucks right this minute.

Thank you Marguerite for knowing me so well!

I have people to piss off and stuff to get done (i am surprisingly effective today)

Until later.

A good day for a fire

2011-10-06T16:42:00.000+02:00

Until later

Oh dear Lord.....

2011-09-30T13:31:00.001+02:00

Friiiiiiiiiday........

Until later?

Italy does funny things to a person...

2011-09-28T07:44:00.001+02:00

My brother found this picture from our trip to Rome last December (he gave me that trip as a gift for my 35th b-day).
So... this is me in Rome... quite the glamour girl.
Until later.

Thank you oh thy great Mattias!

2011-09-27T22:06:00.001+02:00

Weemans ABSOLUTE favorite person in the whole wide world (parents included)is MattiasTheGreat.
Thank you for this lovely tune on a oh so blue tuesday evening.

I have a pillow to see.
Until later.

I will follow you..

2011-09-27T12:00:00.003+02:00

Morning song...

2011-09-27T11:55:00.002+02:00

Bliss...

2011-09-26T09:26:00.000+02:00

I have just spent one amazing weekend.
My birthday was on Saturday..and you KNOW how i feel about my birthday.
I love love love love love it!
My mother surprised me by showing up together with my boys and the breakfast tray on Saturday morning. I couldn´t stop staring. She had snuck in like a ninja after she arrived with the ferry from the mainland around midnight. Seeing her with my boys made me SOO happy!
Thank you mum for making sneeky plans with husband.

The day progressed with the same perfect happiness.
Parents in law made a wonderful b-day cake and brought amazing gifts. Emma, Rasmus, Molle and Oliver came by and just lit up the room. Lise and her two perfect little girls came in the fab company of Lises mother. What a gem.
Carola, Dag, Malva and Leon are always the perfect company. They make me laugh from the bottom of my heart. Marie popped in a tad later. We really need to hang out more with her.
And all you people out there who sent your thoughts and best wishes via text or Facebook.
THANK you!
See...my birthday is like Christmas..but ONLY for me!!!! The best day all year round.

The weekend also treated me to fever and a trés stuffed nose. So here i am..on the settee with hot tea, nasal spray and an almost obscene amount of tissues..
I am hoping to get back to work tomorrow. Staying home is not one of my fortes.

Tons of love to you all!
I have tea to sip and socks to put on.

Mr Sturevik is BACK!!!!

2011-09-23T08:46:00.000+02:00

How can we have a friday worth the name without friday grooove from Mr. Sturevik.
And tadaaaaa!
Stand up, shake it and make sure everyone around you knows its FRIIIIIIDAY!

I have a b-day to celebratate (tomorrow) and stuff to get done...
Until later...

Happy B-day Smurfan!!!

2011-09-21T00:00:00.000+02:00

TONS of love to you my darling Smurfa!!I hope life treats you well.I miss you tons and i keep my fingers crossed that our paths will cross soon.We send our love from over here!Until later....

Memories in blue...

2011-09-20T20:55:00.002+02:00

Football name of the evening...

2011-09-18T21:18:00.000+02:00

If i'm forced to watch football on a Sunday evening...at least let me laugh LOUDLY at the names of the players.
The name of this oh so joyful Sunday night is Guiseppe Mascara.

Oh yes..this would be my face too if my last name was Mascara.
And i'm female.

This is the sad truth about my life.
Instead of laughing my rather round behind off at this seasons IDOL auditions...i'm watching (well..listening) to a game of Italian football.
Where has the world gone to.

Weekend was spent with family and friends. We spent almost all day yesterday at Weemans favourite Lise making applesauce (50 jars give or take 2). We all slept until 09.00 this morning as Weeman thought it was time to chock the living daylight out of his parents. Mindblowing!

I have to admit..i cant take this football stuff anymore.
Im heading to bed. Yes..i know its only 21.02. I dont care. Better that then spending another hour listening to a stadium full of nitwits cheering at a field with 22 grown men in shorts.
All chasing the same f-ing ball. AND they seem to think they are worth million dollar salaries.
For PLAYING all day long.
I say donate 80% of your salaries to charity each month. I'm sure the starving children in Africa or the homeless man you passed on the street today will appreciate it more than you ever can.
And you will still end up a very rich man.

I have a pillow to hit a and z´s to count.
Until later...

Life is sweet

2011-09-16T08:52:00.001+02:00

Theese morning walks are just magic!!

Asses hanging around, Johnny Moustache and Hoffmaestro

2011-09-14T15:06:00.000+02:00

Ok…time has come to pull myself together and post something with at least a tad substance.
At the very least try.

I am fortunate enough to have friends and loved ones with great ambition in life.
One friend is working on a book with the working title “ What not to say after sex” , another one has decided that he will stay celibate until his wife starts to actually listen when she asks about his day.

Last night was one of many nights of celebration in the Kahlbom residence.
It was football night (soccer for all you Americans out there).
Well..greatness for husband anyway.
I am NOT a big fan. Or wasn´t anyway.
Then I started to listen to the names of the players!

Here are a few of my absolute favorites from last nights game:

Clarence Seedorf – sweet mother of Jesus wept!

Mark van Bommel – Ok..that´s just plain silly.

Kevin-Prince Boateng – say WHAT?

David Villa – and that’s just his last name.

OH hold on! I Goggled “funny footballer names” and this list came up:

1. Stefan Kuntz

2. Chiqui Arce

3. Bongo Christ

4. Have-a-Look Dube

5. Ars Bandeet

6. Segar Bastard

7. Rafael Scheidt

8. Rod Fanni

9. Johnny Moustache

10. David Goodwillie

11. Danny Shittu

12. Johan de Cock

13. Milan Fukal

14. Quim

15. Brian Pinas

16. Bernt Haas

17. Uwe Fuchs

18. Two-Boys Gladstone Gamede

19. Wolfgang Wolf

20. Creedence Clearwater Couto

21. Norman Conquest

22. Danger Fourpence

23. Paul Dickov

24. Argelico Fucks

25. Harry Daft

26. Ruud Boffin

You HAVE to agree that it would be worth watching a game to see Chiqui Arce score a goal or two!!!
Maybe I should give football a chance after all??
Naaah…that would most certainly bring on Ragnarök. The earth would at the very least change its rotational direction.

Things are in general going well, however I have to whine about something since I’m Swedish.
The oh so excellent plan to buy a house seems like a not so well considered decision at this time of year. If you are in the middle of the “why-don’t-we-buy-a-house-discussion” at home do yourself the favor of considering the skeptics arguments just once more.
The cutting of the grass, the changing of garage roof, the exchange of warm water heaters, the building of a new terrace, the cutting down of trees…oh so many trees…it goes on..and on…and on.
And on.
THINK_ABOUT_IT!

The end of summer has treated us to a joyful weekend of food poisoning as you well remember.
I refused to eat anything at this year’s farmers market I Kräklingbo.
So no risk there.
We however ended up with a wooden Pingu-toy from grandpa for Weeman as well as pictures of “asses hanging around”. Both me and Wallstone stopped short when we saw this picture.

Feel free to call us sickos.

We also got a good look at this beauty:

Gimme!
OK..i know..i need my license first.

Finally the piece de resistance ; Oliver, Rasmus and Emmas sequel to Molle, born on the 30th of august after putting his mother through shere and proper hell.
Nevertheless cute as a button:

I found this seasons soundtrack in Hoffmaestro.
World class musicians
Look them up on You Tube. Well worth it.

I have coffee not to drink, lists to write and a people to annoy.
Until later.

Hoffmaestro at their best! Halleljuja!

2011-09-11T18:14:00.001+02:00

Found this from this summer....

2011-09-11T13:19:00.000+02:00

I adore my son.
Until later.

Fancy new mobile...

2011-09-07T11:33:00.001+02:00

Love the cam.

Perfect happiness!

2011-09-04T11:02:00.000+02:00

Until later.....

Half dead

2011-08-28T23:43:00.001+02:00

After a weekend of food poisoning im in bed. Still feel like a truck slept on me. Yes..ON me.
Until later.

So very...friday.

2011-08-26T13:27:00.000+02:00

Mr Hansson is tres stylish!

2011-08-26T12:41:00.001+02:00

Säg det igen ( Say it again )

2011-08-26T11:16:00.000+02:00

Du gjorde det igen
Alldeles nyss sa det där man aldrig får säga
Du sa det till mig, det outhärdligt

hänsynslöst förbjudna
Du sa jag älskar dig, jag älskar dig,
jag älskar dig

Du la din hand på min rygg
Jag vände mig om och du gjorde
det man aldrig får göra
Du strök min panna med stora, varma,
sträva, trygga händer
och sa, jag älskar dig, jag älskar dig, jag älskar dig

Säg det igen, säg det igen, säg det igen
Jag vill höra, så säg det igen, säg det igen,
säg det igen, säg det igen.

Nu blir jag aldrig mera fri,
nu har du mig fast
Jag kan aldrig nånsin leva förutan
Du sa det till mig, det jag längtat hela livet
att få höra

Du sa, jag älskar dig, jag älskar dig, jag älskar dig
Och säg det igen, säg det igen, säg det igen,
jag vill höra, så säg det igen, säg det igen, säg det igen,
säg det igen, säg det igen

Woman looooves water....

2011-08-23T18:13:00.001+02:00

Very much like uncle Hank.
Not so much like his dad:-)
Until later.

Heading into the perfect time of year

2011-08-19T18:40:00.001+02:00

Yes i know. I post something like this every year.

Still, very true. It is no secret to anyone that knows me that i am madly inlove with autumn. The high crisp air, natures fireworks, the rain that gives you an excuse to spend time in front of the roaring fire place writing blogposts.

I found myself noticing that there was a new feeling in town this morning. A feeling of contentment, efficency and joy. Work felt pleasant and i was even nice to people i usually dont even speak to. Magic. I happily cleaned out the fireplace and piled those birch logs in a nice stack when i got home. Made dinner. Snogged my husband silly. And here i am. Life_ is_good.

Here is this evenings soundtrack:

New life !

2011-08-15T20:10:00.001+02:00

I got my first smartphone today! Love it!

BREAKING NEWS!

2011-07-29T16:40:00.000+02:00

The Pity Train has just derailed at the intersection of Suck It Up & Move On, & crashed into We All Have Problems,before coming to a complete stop at Get Over It. Any complaints about how we operate can be forwarded to 1-800-waa-wah with Dr. Sniffle reporting LIVE from Quitchur Bitchin! If you like this, re-post it. If you don't, suck it up Buttercup, because life doesn't revolve around you

Until later....

Summer, changes and patience

2011-07-13T10:26:00.002+02:00

It has been too long my friends…way too long.
There is no exuse.
I am camel poo.

Or not.
Time has been spent in the sun, with Alexius and Wallstone + friends.
Life is darned good this time of year.
Yet I find my self reflecting on how I deal with changes.
Big ones.
Am I humble and accepting or do I fight it?
I can, without a shaddow of a doubt, say that I always try to project the image of humble selfacceptance but I secretly try to fight it when no one else can see me.
Late at night in bed when those dark thoughts impose on my oh so fluffy, loving mantras.
And it gets to me. Those ominous thoughts linger til the morning. Colouring my day and..yes my life.
It is time.
Its time to actually BE humble and accepting and stop pretending that I am. As it turns out, that is harder than yours truly could ever imagine.

But hey, this could be the beginning of something new, something outstanding.
Something awesome (as Emma P would say).
So here I go…not again…but for the first time: on the path of being nice to myself.
I will do some seriouse buttaching, mindblowingly awesome ninja kickass of those dark cloudy thoughts in the dark of night.
No retreat, no surrender! On my command, UNLEASH HELL!
And don’t you worry, im quite sure ill still be me, still cheeky ,
stubborn, straight to the point and with a smile on my face.
Just nicer to myself.

Tons of love to all of you out there..i miss you.
And you know it.

Until later…

Someone like you - Adele

2011-05-11T18:41:00.001+02:00

Våren är kommen!

2011-04-27T17:19:00.000+02:00

Den vackra hövdingaringen i vitguld med safir kommer från www.oddsguld.se

Jag har tidigare skrivit om säkra vårtecken, ett inlägg jag fått många positiva reaktioner på.
Underbart säger jag!

Nu har äntligen våren kommit och så även årets påskhelg.
Aldrig förr har grannarna i villaområdet jag och maken bor i varit så aktiva som denna vår. Solen har gassat, kaffe har druckits på nysopade terrasser och svetten har lackat i pannor över hela grannskapet när räfsan gått varm över gräsmattorna.
Härliga tider!
Vi fick besök av goda vänner som snabbt, effektivt och utan fördröjning tog ner vår mörknade spaljé, något vi dragit på i veckor, njaaa, det är nog månader i ärlighetens namn.

Jag tappade rent av talföret inför denna handlingskraft.
Motivationen att äntligen ta tag i annat i trädgården infann sig och nu känns det riktigt kul att vara husägare igen.

Det som slog mig var nog mest hur vi så lätt faller in i våra respektive roller.
Oavsett vilka de är syns det klart och tydligt om man trivs i sin roll.

Man som kvinna. Händige Danne och pyssliga Pia, insiktsfulla Beata och kapabla Anna.

Det fick mig att tänka till. Trivs jag i min roll som mamma, hustru, dotter, vän och kvinna? Och skrev jag just de rollerna i någon undermedveten ordning? Värt att reflektera över en stund.

Den enda vi kan påverka direkt, just nu, är oss själva.
Det enda vi kan påverka direkt, just nu, är vår egen vardag.
Helt utan någon annans hjälp.

Ändring, om det är det du önskar, börjar med önskan om förändring.
Det börjar med att du själv föreställer dig hur ditt liv kommer att se ut när du gjort förändringen du önskar.

När du tänker nya tankar med ny energi och kraft kommer du automatiskt byta kroppsspråk vilket för övrigt står för 80% av det budskap du sänder ut till din omgivning. Du kommer automatiskt och omedvetet byta ordval för att nå dit du vill och du kommer automatiskt och medvetet känna att du är på gång med ny ork och nya idéer.

Du skickar helt enkelt ut nya signaler till din omgivning och dig själv.
Våga tänka nya tankar, oavsett vad det är för målsättning med dem.
Du kommer bara att vinna på det.

Jag fick under helgen frågorna ”Får inte du får någon färg?”, och ”Planerar att du att komma i form under sommaren ?”

Jag svarade kvickt med ett leende: ”- Tackar som frågar. Jag har fått färg; beige är också en färg jag är redan i form; rund är en form.”

Det handlar om hur man väljer att se sig själv.
Våga älska dig precis som du är, i den form du är, oavsett vilken den är.

Om du inte känner dig förmögen att handlöst förälska dig i dig själv över en natt så tyck att du är fullständigt fabulös minst 15min per dag. Det är en utmärkt början på din nästa stora förälskelse.

Många varma hälsningar till er från oss på Runda Rut!

I found this seasons theme..

2011-04-22T17:48:00.002+02:00

Sometimes i stumble upon tunes that move my world.
Not often. But it does happend.
Right now its Adel. Oh the wonderful Adele.
The voice, the depth, the lyrics, the groove, the nerve..magic.
The makes me shake my round behind and dance like no one can see me when i hear this track:

She gives me goose bumps with a voice that reminds of Duffy but with a that extra depth to actually take her seriously as a woman and not a girl.
Not to mention that she is hot hot hot like lava.. certainly a woman in my taste.

So here, courtesy of myself, this weeks friday groove.
Tons of love to the ones close to my heart out there.

Until later.

Happy Easter all you flopsyheads out there!

2011-04-21T13:13:00.003+02:00

Evelina Olsén...absolutely fantabulous!!!!!

2011-04-20T17:29:00.004+02:00

Ok fellows...time to, once again, do yourself a favor.
Vote for the most fantabulous singer Evelina Olsén here: http://onstage.metro.se/artist/22043
Just_do_it!
I have heard her live several times and she is utterly mindblowingly good every time.
Doooooooooo it!

Until later!

Heading towards disaster

2011-04-07T13:02:00.002+02:00

Today is Thursday and i just read that the Scream trilogy has yet another sequel: Scream 4. Oh joy. I’m still scared shitless of the 3 first ones.

There is something about that kind of fear mixed with the element of surprise, knives and on heck of a scary voice (well done Roger Jackson…and hey..stop smoking..now) that freaks me out completely.Tons has been written about how these type of violent movies (or games) influence our young ones.

With risk of pissing people all over the place off…I still think I don’t want to take the risk with my son. Maaaaaybe he wont be damaged by all these violent influences….maaaaaybe he will. Not the kind of odds I want to give my son. I think ill let him grow up first…before I submit his very impressionable brain to stabbing loonies in masks.I think ill let him be a kid first. And I definitely think ill let him have his first nightmares made up around real stuff like being late for school or standing in front of his classmates in his birthday suit….not bleeding, scared children. But hey…that’s just me.

WeeMan turns 2 next week. Kinda cool how he is 2 years older and I haven’t aged a day since he was born. Odd huh?My mum is coming over to celebrate together with us and Wallstones parents and brother + family. Trés nice.This little man is so cute I just knoooow we are heading for disaster in his teens. He is starting to make out proper sentences and that is mind-blowing! Remember that little cute boob-hugging dude that didn’t say much about anything about 24 months ago? LONG gone. He talks about everything….all the time. I can hear a bunch of you out there proclaiming “-Serves you right!” Yeah yeah..i know. Destiny gets you..every time. I have a headache to nurse and coffee to drink.

Until later.

Is it really all about being present?

2011-03-24T10:55:00.003+01:00

We have all been there, annoyed that our partner hasn’t sorted out the litter box or kitchen counter…or done the laundry ..or the shopping or picked up his/her socks off the floor.
We are steaming…all upset.
We finally work ourselves up in such a state that we snap at our loved one over something that he or she couldn’t possibly know that you are so unearthly pissed off about.
You think they should know..but they don’t. They love us and would never do something in the sole interest of pissing us off (and If they would I suggest the two of you seek counseling asap).
Why do a lot of us more often than not reason that our souse really knows what to do but are just ignoring it because they are lazy.
Is it really our own subconscious that is giving us a hint about the person we, ourselves, might be under the surface?
Judging others by ourselves?

What would happen if we made an effort, a real effort, to live in the present? Expressing our thoughts, concerns, fears and joys to our loved one(s) on a daily basis?
What would happen? Would there really be any space left to trot around on our own getting all worked up about socks and litter boxes?Or would we express our wishes when they occur and then avoid all that messy festering?

I found myself applying my own logic to myself yesterday.
I love my husband for knowing me so well.
I love myself for wanting to know myself..and never giving up the quest to do so.

Until later.

Friday Groove courtesy of Mr Sturevik

2011-03-18T13:16:00.002+01:00

It has been too long.
Thank god for Mr Sturevik!

Fab Beyond Sizes blogs about Runda Rut...trés cool!

2011-03-17T17:13:00.007+01:00

"Bröllop med Runda Rut

Jag har ett riktigt bra tips till er plussize-tjejer som går i giftastankar, ska ta studenten, gå på bal eller besöka någon annan flott tillställning och letar efter något extravagant att ha på er! Jag har i alla fall hittat svaret på i alla fall mina bröllopsfantasier. Å det bästa är att webshopen faktiskt ligger i Sverige.

Runda Rut gör måttbeställda klänningar till både bröllop och fest. De tycker att ”alla kvinnor förtjänar att se så spektakulära ut som de känner sig”. Å ni känner ju mig och vet att jag gillar sånt. Det är sällan jag hittar bröllopsmodeller i större storlekar som jag verkligen fastnar för och hos Runda Rut hittade jag flera stycken.

Jag har valt ut några stycken för att visa er, men det finns många fler att upptäcka så gå dit vettja.

Klänningen heter Trenzano och finns i deras vintage-collection.

Klänningen heter Capri och är min personliga favorit.
Den tillhör också deras "Vintage Collection".

Alla bilderna på klänningarna tillhör Runda Rut-Vi klär storheter!

Klänningen heter Ruffles och finns precis som de andra två i deras vintage-collection. Denna hade jag själv velat ha på en riktigt rolig glammig fest. De har inte bara vintage-inspirerade klänningar utan även andra bröllops och festklänningar för den som inte gillar stilen så mycket som jag gör.

Vad tycker ni, blir ni sugna på att gifta er? Det blir jag, men jag får nöja mig med att gå på bröllop i Juli och det ser jag fram emot.

Kram /Thina

WeeMan loves life!

2011-02-20T14:48:00.000+01:00

Thank you AjeMaasa!

2011-02-15T11:14:00.001+01:00

When ever a tad blue...this is the medicine!
Until later..

Happy Valentines Day!!

2011-02-14T11:40:00.007+01:00

The art of keeping ones head down…

2011-01-31T10:10:00.001+01:00

I have many talents. Keeping a low profile is NOT one of them.
Now, it seems, I have to learn..and that’s fast.
Females in group are cunning.
They can sniff out weakness by a mile..and u can bet your well shaped, round behind that they will do their best to make you look bad, even if they are to gain nothing from it.Such is the female mind when in a group.
Men have the stunning talent of being equally mean entirely on their own.
Impressive and scary at the same time.
So here I am..being me…having to keep my head down to avoid further fire from people around me who has the need to put others down.
Im crap at it.
Although I think im making progress as a co-worker just asked me if I work full time now…she doesn’t see me all that often anymore.
GOOD progress towards becoming a beige wallflower.
I like my job and I like what I do and I intend to stay here for a long time, so here is to all your under-cover-loving-life-people out there!

I have a head to keep down and fire to avoid.
Until later.

Friday Groooove! courtesy of Mr Sturevik

2011-01-28T10:35:00.000+01:00

The blues...

2011-01-28T09:53:00.000+01:00

We all have that lego-on-the-floor-blues, as Mr Schyffert would say, every now and then. The feeling of the mundane everyday flow.
Well..i don’t usually get that kind of blues. Caus I love every day.
I love how things just flow and I love how I get to enjoy the company of my son and husband every day. I don’t even miss going out to clubs or fancy bars.
I sometimes miss only having myself to consider.
That’s it to be honest.
And the crappy hormonal-blues that kicks in once a month is no joke for those who suffer from it (like myself). Thank god for happy-pills from my doctor or I would be a very single woman. I wonder how many relationships I screwed up in my days before I realized that the pms:monster made me unbearable for anyone (myself included) and did something about it? Quite a few im sure.
If any of you old “relationship-victims” out there read this: I offer my sincere apologies.

I forgot my log-in badge for work at home this morning. Crap.
Indeed crap. But no earth shattering disaster. Yet it felt like one, It really did.
THAT´S the work of the PMS:monster. Everything gets blown out of proportion.
And I look like a hobo today. Hair all messed up, caus I was too tired to fix it this morning, jeans, longsleeved t-shirt and a fleece jacket plus my trés chic trekking boots.
I know..stylish. I am yet to be commented on by my colleagues but I think the “don’t-mess-with-me-today”-look keeps ´em off my back until lunchtime at least.
And another thing that pisses me off, while we are on the anatomical topic, why oh why does our good Lord think it’s a good idea to 1) make ut pms:monsters 2) …and at the same time puts us in the making-baby-kinda-mood?
NO man finds a pms:monster attractive and for good reason = no baby-making(-practice). Crappy planning by Mr Lord. Or is it Dr Lord?
Who knows.

Upsides this Friday:
* 2 cups of java; check!
* Excellent lunchbox today (home-made kroppkakor and lingonberry jam)
* FRIDAY for gods sake
* Eventful weekend planned with friends
* Very much in love with husband who puts up with a lot of crap every month around this time.
* I get to play w WeeMan a lot. That rocks.
…not bad when I look at it.
And THAT´S the work of the PMS:monster too…first chaos then bliss. In the time frame of 3 minutes.

I have stuff to do…no really I do.
Until later.

Ps. MajkensPappa: Happy now?

2011-01-25T09:47:00.000+01:00

Until later....

Runda Rut on Twitter!

2011-01-04T20:24:00.008+01:00

God Jul och Gott Nytt år!

2010-12-23T11:58:00.006+01:00

Merry Digital Christmas...or?

2010-12-21T13:18:00.002+01:00

Thank u Stu for this brilliant clip.

I have lunch to eat.
Until later.

Im THIS pleased with stuff for the moment!

2010-12-20T23:38:00.002+01:00

Until later....

PlusPinglan Rocks!

2010-12-17T22:57:00.002+01:00

Just read a trés cool post on Pluspinglan on Runda Rut.
SO cool.
Tons of thanks to Cecilia for the support!
FIngers crossed she gets back to me when she need one heck of a snazy dress!
I´ll even design a brand spankin new one for her.

I have a wee dram to attend to..
Until later.

First article is published!

2010-12-16T16:00:00.001+01:00

http://nyaaffarer.se/2010/12/16/det-ar-fa-som-ser-ut-som-ett-streck/
So proud!!!!

Until later!

And we have takeoff!!!!!

2010-12-15T22:25:00.004+01:00

What a day!
Runda Rut is alive and kicking!!
AjeMaasa has done one HECK of a job sorting out all my whishes.
I love love love him.
My new supplier Poiroier for petticoats, veils etc is just fab to work with.
Im so pleased i can finally offer women of ALL sizes dresses that fit when it counts.
I dont care if u are plus size, tall, short, round or slim...or just have measurements that the larger chains feels are ...wrong. Made to measure rocks!!!
Help me out and spread the word on text, facebook, email and twitter!
Lets make Runda Rut dance!
TONS of love to u all for ur support!
I have z´s to count and sleep to catch up on!
Until later...

Friday Groooove!

2010-11-19T12:50:00.001+01:00

Thank u oh friday-groove-maasa Mr Sturevik!

Friday Groooove!

2010-11-12T14:07:00.001+01:00

Thanks to the ever so handsome Mr Sturevik!

Philadelphia Flyers!

2010-11-09T14:22:00.004+01:00

The lovely Herrin family brought one HECK of an outfit for WeeMan.
He is know as the OrangeDanger all over town now.
We love love love this cool Philadelphia Flyers outfit.
THANK u so much.

Slowly coming to life...

2010-11-08T10:24:00.012+01:00

Runda Rut is slowly awakeing and i looking good. Even without mascara!
Have a look: http://www.rundarut.se/ !

Im proud. Damn proud.

And thank u AjeMaasa for your neverending patience and love.

Until later.

Who's the cat? He's the cat!

2010-11-07T23:58:00.000+01:00

Until later....

Friday Groooove!

2010-11-05T09:28:00.002+01:00

Thanks to the most excellent Mr Sturevik!

It has been done!

2010-11-03T13:26:00.007+01:00

Our WeeMan is now a tad bigger WeeMan.
I gave him his first haricut at grandma and granddads place last weekend.
Not as even as one would have liked but hey…ok and not at the cost of a grownup haircut (yes..they do charge the same for all here on the island).
So behold our hero. The light of our hearts. Our joy.

And yes…another tattoo has been added to my collection.
My first visible-at-all-times tattoo.
There is only one thing I can promise, without a doubt, that I will hold dear for the rest of my days and that is my son.
I love love love my new inc.
Thank u Anna von F at Tatuering Visby! U are a true pro!

I have emails to read (after 2 days at home with a fever) and coffee to drink.
Until later.

Friday Groooove!

2010-10-29T10:57:00.003+02:00

THANK you Mr.Sturevik for this most excellent friday groove!
I have an ass to shake and stuff to do.
Until later...

Peeing; a teamsport?

2010-10-21T13:48:00.002+02:00

I don’t think im alone in my assumption that peeing isn’t a teamsport (unless u are into that kinda thing in a very adult kinda way).
Well..if u are a stay at home mum; it is.
I just spend 2 days home with WeeMan who developed a bad fever after last weeks inoculation. He is the sweetest, most intensive little guy u can ever find.
I love him beyond words.
With that said: I LOVE being back at work! Love love love it!
I love that I can eat lunch without having someone on my lap.
I love that I can think a WHOLE thought through.
I know, Magic!

M texted me that i can’t stay home with a sick kid and NOT blog.
Well my dearest M…there was absolutely no f-ing time to type!
WeeMan is of the strong opinion that I have to spend eeevery waked moment with my full and undivided attention directed at him…or im a crappy mum.
I couldn’t be projecting my own fears on my son ..or could i? Hmm…
He has now learned to say “more”…I find that very …my son.

OH I had a most “fascinating” experience about a week back.
I spend a day in the company of the ladiesclub Fabella filled with Krav Maga, dinner out and then 6 of us headed out to shake that moneymaker at the local nightclub “Munken”.
Three of the girls had a VIP-pass = no queue, 1 guest and no admissions fee.
FAB we all thought.
I’m last in line and get stopped by the bouncer, who tells the other girls, not me, that She (pointing at me) has to stand at the back of the line and pay admission.
Me: I´m with them.
Bouncer: She has to stand at the back of the line and pay admission.
I try to look for the rest of the girls I went out with and I see them a tad further in the doorway, apparently “not hearing” what the bouncer just said and leaving me to my faith.
I was in chock.
Still in chock-mode I stood in line, paid admission and my jaw positively dropped when the other girls exclaimed: - Oh THERE you are..we wonderd where u went.
That was the final straw.
I left without, without any drama, and paid the cab fare home myself (60€) instead of sharing with one of the girls as agreed.
That weekend was spent pondering life.

• What had made the bouncer decide I wasn’t allowed in like the rest of the group?
• What kind of friends are those girls I was out with who left me at the door?
• Have I turned into that girl, u know the chubby, poorly dressed girl with glasses, that no bouncer would let in even if she paid double admission?
Etc.etc. etc.

I then deiced that
1) that bouncer had the disasters bad taste to not let me in, he doesn’t know what that place missed out on.
2) Those girls aren’t friends. And will never be since I actually graduated fifth grade and they are obviously still there.
3) No I’m not. I’m just not stick-skinny and wear the latest fashion. That doesn’t make me any less attractive or boring…or less of a spender for that matter.

The Krav Maga instructor, Ola, made a huge impression on me and he is, as it turns out, a bouncer at the same place.
He really tried his hardest to explain the complexity of being a good bouncer from all perspectives. I respect him for that.
But still…I don’t know what made me the reject of the evening (along with many more I suspect).
Ola rocks. That other guy sucks.
Nuff said.

I have stuff to plan and things to sort out.
Until later.

Just the way u are....

2010-10-16T13:08:00.000+02:00

U gotta love the do, dew, due, duvet!

2010-10-14T16:02:00.008+02:00

I´m starting to get in sync with my new morning routine.
Me and WeeMan gets up around 0700 for breakkie and a spot of “Jungle Junction” on Disney channel.He love,love loves those wonky animals on wheels.
Not to mention “Special Agent Oso”. I catch myself singing the theme tune when I get into work. Today has been a stressful day. Full of…stuff.
Just check out my morning hair-do…that gives it all away.
I like this. Can it all stay this way? Stu complained the other day that I hadn´t posted anything lately and wondered of maybe life on the island is getting too mundane to write about.
HELL no! I´m just busy living…..life.
You should try it my dear Stu….

Our little family is heading to the mainland next weekend to visit grandma and granddad. The main reason is to check out their new summer house.
I don’t think I can stress enough how proud they both are to finally own a little get-away. I love it! Fab for them AND for us.

I have a gigantanormous event to plan and co-workers to pester...
Until later..

Inget svenskt utan invandring

2010-09-28T08:43:00.003+02:00

Saxat ur DN
"Uppdaterat 2010-09-27 15:04. Publicerat 2010-09-27 14:14

Foto: DN.se Josef Frank ritade det kända tulpanmönstret och kom från Österrike. Lucia, katolskt helgon importerat från Italien.
”Svenskheten” har kommit i fokus efter valet. Svenska traditioner och seder hotas, hävdar Sverigedemokraterna som nu träder in i riksdagen. Men det mesta som är svenskt är utländskt – och förändras.
Det där med svenskhet är svårt. Mycket som vi betraktar som svenskt har sitt ursprung på andra håll. Köttbullar och kåldolmar i Turkiet. Jultomten i Holland. Lucia i Italien. Annat har gått i motsatt riktning: Volvo ägs av kineser, Wasaknäcke av italienare.
När man ska tala om vad som är typiskt svenskt nämns ofta just högtiderna: jul, midsommar, luciafirandet.
– Men traditionerna förändras och är sällan så svenska som man tror, säger Gillis Herlitz, antropolog i Uppsala som forskat en hel del kring det svenska.
För ett par år sedan publicerade han en bok som han själv menar hade en ganska provocerande titel: ”Mors dag, eid-il-fitr och några andra svenska festseder”.
Eid-il-fitr är slutet på ramadan, en muslimsk högtid. Hur kan man jämföra det med mors dag?
– Många uppfattar mors dag som en svensk tradition. Men den importerades 1919 från USA som en direkt kopia, säger Gillis Herlitz.
Men julen då? Med julgran och skinka? Något mer svenskt får man väl leta efter!
– Julgranen importerades från Tyskland av högreståndsdamer på 1860-talet, fortsätter han obevekligt.
Allt fler byter ut skinkan mot kalkon. Julgranen ersätts allt oftare av en plastgran. Inte ens julen är en bestående tradition.
På allhelgonahelgen går vi till kyrkogårdarna och sätter ljus på gravar.
– Den sedvänjan plockade svenskarna upp från katolska länder efter andra världskriget. Den växte under 1960- och 70-talen och betraktas nu som svensk.
På senare år har allhelgonafirandet kompletterats med halloween, importerat från USA till affärsmännens fromma.
Nya traditioner tillkommer alltså. Hur länge något ska finnas här innan det får kallas svenskt finns inget enkelt svar på. Dessutom: för att en tradition ska betraktas som svensk behöver den inte vara exklusiv, menar Gillis Herlitz. Se på jul och påsk, till exempel. Så om ett par hundra tusen muslimer i Sverige firar eid-il-fitr så blir också det en svensk tradition vid sidan av alla de andra.
Kring begreppet ”svenskhet” finns en laddning. Det handlar ofta om att leta efter det äkta, det rena, menar Gillis Herlitz.
Mycket av det vi ser som typiskt svenskt kom till när nationalromantiken gjorde sitt intåg i slutet av 1800-talet.
Utvecklingen då gick snabbt, allt skulle bli modernt. Det födde en motreaktion, man letade efter det gamla. Skansen byggdes och Nordiska museet. Svenska turistföreningen bildades med mottot ”Känn ditt land”.
Vem är svensk? Också det förändras med tiden. Man ska tala svenska, tycker de flesta i dag. Men på den riktigt gamla tiden, när Sverige var en stormakt – en tid som vissa nog känner lite stolthet över – gällde andra regler.
– Var man var född eller vilket språk man talade spelade ingen roll, säger Anders Johnson, skriftställare som snart kommer ut med en bok om invandrare i den svenska företagsamheten.
– I stället gällde två kriterier: man skulle vara lojal mot Sveriges konung och man skulle vara lutheran. Då var man svensk.
Ta till exempel Louis De Geer, mannen som byggde upp den svenska finansvärlden på 1600-talet, sin tids främste industriman. Trots att han var svensk medborgare lärde han sig aldrig svenska. Han satt till och med i riksdagen där han bara talade franska.
Fram till 1809 var det helt okej att tala inte bara svenska och franska i riksdagen, utan också tyska och finska.
Det går förstås inte i dag. Inte ens finska, trots att det är ett av fem erkända minoritetsspråk i Sverige.
Fråga Nina Lundström. Hon är folkpartist och har suttit i riksdagen som ersättare. Hon är också född i Finland och talar finska. För att testa finskans ställning som minoritetsspråk lämnade hon in en skriftlig fråga om just minoritetsspråk.
Frågan var på finska. Men på det språket fick den inte ställas. Den urgamla svenska traditionen att tillåta olika språk i riksdagen respekterades inte.
Nina Lundströms kommentar:
– Finskan kom faktiskt inte till Sverige med Viking Line, som en del tror, utan med vikingabåtarna.
Gillis Herlitz menar att vi har rätt att känna stolthet över vårt land och dess traditioner.
– Men man ska veta att traditionerna förändras, och att de kan vara svenska också om de finns på andra håll – och inte alltid är så svenska.
Mats Carlbom
mats.carlbom@dn.se
© Detta material är skyddat enligt lagen om upphovsrätt."

Håll-Käften-Bra!

2010-09-27T12:45:00.004+02:00

Saxat från den brilliante Magnus Beténers blogg:

"September 22nd, 2010
Vi diskuterar visst integration!
Nu är jag jävligt trött på att även smarta människor har börjat upprepa SDs mantra om att vi inte diskuterar integration och invandring. Det är ju för fan det ENDA vi diskuterar. Problemet ur deras perspektiv är att vi inte kommer fram till det som de vill att vi ska komma fram till och som de förmodligen tror att vi skulle komma fram till om vi bara började. SD och de andra politiskt inkorrekta inser inte att en överväldigande majoritet faktiskt VILL ha invandring och mångkultur. De vill det INTE och det är det de menar när de försöker hävda att vi inte diskuterar frågan. Jag har diskuterat invandring och integration varenda dag i många års tid och det har alla jag känner också gjort. En snabb googling visar att bara svenska sidor som nämner integration under det senaste året är 787 000. De första sidorna av träffar innehåller DN, GP, Expressen, Aftonbladet, flera riksdagspartiers hemsidor och en debatt från TV4. Frågan skrivs och debatteras på en uppsjö av bloggar, i krönikor, i TV-soffor och på facebook och i andra sociala medier. Det är helt enkelt inte sant att vi inte pratar om det här. Vi envisas bara med att komma till fel slutsats enligt de politiskt inkorrekta och vi ska fan inte börja låtsas som att vi har fel i det. Vi ska komma fram till fel slutsats ur deras perspektiv. Hela tiden. Vi SKA inte hålla med ett parti med rötter i nynazism.
Självklart finns det saker som kan förbättras i den svenska integrationspolitiken, precis som inom vilket område som helst, men på vilket sätt förs INTE en konstruktiv debatt om den saken? En sökning på integrationspolitik senaste året ger 49 500 träffar, en sökning på invandringspolitik ger 133 000.
Symptomatiskt för alla dessa gaphalsar som påstår att man inte får prata om invandring eller integration utan att kallas för rasist, är att de aldrig kommer med något konkret. Vad är problemet med integrationspolitiken och hur ska vi lösa problemen? Jag fick till exempel frågan i dag hur man ska bemöta en SD-anhängare som den här och svaret är ju helt enkelt att det inte finns något att bemöta. Det finns inte ett enda exempel på varför den svenska integrationspolitiken är fel eller hur vi ska göra i stället. Om det mot förmodan kommer ett problem så är det ingen större konst att bemöta deras argument, eftersom det nästan aldrig ligger någon sanning i vad de påstår. Jag bemöter varenda siffra med att fråga efter en källa. Får jag en källa (vilket jag nästan aldrig får) så går jag dit och visar att källan inte stämmer, eller att den inte är relevant för sammanhanget, vilket den nästan aldrig är. Det blandas hejvilt bland propagandabloggar, rena lögner och fifflande med statistik, det är bara bläddra runt och syna deras lögner och överdrifter.
Jag tror ärligt talat att de flesta som röstat på SD inte har en aning om vad partiet står för på riktigt. Dessutom tror jag att de flesta inte har bemödat sig med att kolla upp om några av deras siffror stämmer. Det gör de nästan aldrig. Om de stämmer över huvud taget så bottnar de ofta i extremt bristfällig statistik, ibland med ett statistiskt urval som är direkt löjligt.
Problemet med SD och deras politik är att den inte är baserad på logik, den är baserad på känsla. En känsla av att det är bra med nationalism och etnisk renhet. “Vetenskaper” som underbygger sådant har sedan länge förkastats av hela den seriösa världen och därför har inte SD och liknande något att komma med. De kan påstå att invandrare begår brott, när sanningen är att det är människor utanför samhället som begår brott, oavsett etnisk bakgrund. De kan påstå att invandrare kostar pengar när det är så att vi tjänar på invandrarna för att vi får hit färdigutbildade invandrare i väldigt stor utsträckning och om problem finns på det området är det att vi är för dåliga på att ta tillvara den resursen, inte att de kommer hit. Sverigedemokraterna vill inte ha hit några högutbildade invandrare. De vill nämligen inte ha hit några alls. De som tror det lurar sig själva. Hela deras politik bygger på tankar om nationalism och etnisk renhet. Det går aldrig att kombinera den politiken med det samhälle en överväldigande majoritet av Sveriges befolkning vill ha. Så enkelt är det.
Genom att återupprepa deras mantra om att “Det blev så här för att de andra partierna inte tar frågan på allvar” så spelar vi dem bara i händerna. Igen. De andra partierna tar VISST frågan på allvar. Du behöver bara titta bland de senaste 20 interpellationerna från Sveriges Riksdag för att hitta minst en som handlar om integration. Sök i dokumenten på rikdsdagens hemsida efter “integrationspolitik” och du får tusentals träffar. Men ärligt talat, hur många av de som säger att frågan aldrig diskuteras har ens satt sin fot i Riksdagen?
SD-sympatisören i länken ovan säger “Man får inte vara kritisk när det gäller invandringen” jodå, det får man. Men då får man också lov att inse att 94,3% av sveriges röstberättigade tycker annorlunda. Sedan får man komma med fakta som stöder sin sak och dessutom med alternativa lösningar. Det är DET som är en diskussion. Inte att alla andra ställer sig upp och säger att vi inte har tagit frågan på allvar. Det har vi. Och det kommer vi fortsätta göra.
Jag har skrivit fem långa delar som bemöter SDs argument. Här kommer länkarna igen: Del 1, del 2, del 3, del 4, del 5
Så, snälla smarta människor, sluta säga att vi inte diskuterar frågan. Det gör vi. Det vet ni."

Karln är smart, cool, och påläst.
I Herr Betnérs fall så är skallen lika kvick som käften.
Imponerande på alla sätt.

Till senare..

Magic…true magic!

2010-09-27T09:06:00.011+02:00

Oh sweet lord im spoilt!
The queen of Sheba wasn´t as spoilt as I am.
Friday: Perfect b-day breakkie, pressies, flowers, SPA, champagne, hotel room,
hot husband and a 3 course dinner.
Saturday: I got to ride in the front seat of the car, loads of pressies (again), flowers (again), b-day cake by parents in law (death-by-chocolate), lasagna, wine and friends.
Sunday: Got to play with WeeMan who around 15.00 stopped asking where gradpa was.He spent Friday night at grandpa and grandma´s house, result: Me and Wallstone are now completely redundant in Alexius world.
It´s a true blessing to have them so close by.
Gives us room to breathe.

Pics from sundays adventures in the garden

Wallstone and Alexius gave me tickets to go see the outstanding stand-up comedian Magnus Betnér and the fab singer Jill Johnson as well as my favorite brand of tea and marmalade.
Joy! I won…the rest of you out there lost. HA! In your face!

Ah and yes. i decided its absolutely ok to buy myself a birthday pressie..so i orderd this:

THANK you all you wonderful friends for texting, sending pressies and flowers as well as coming over!
Im blessed.

Until later.

B-Day!

2010-09-24T09:15:00.003+02:00

And so it has begun.
Husband whipped up the perfect birthdaybreakfast according to all Ahlstedt rules. Alexius was ALL cozy and gave me slobbery kisses.
I got fab pressies from husband, son, parents and parents in law.
Yes..thats correct…im spoilt rotten.
I love love love my birthday! Always have..always will.
It´s like Christmas…but only for me! No need to share with Jesus.
MY day…only mine!Text and facebook greetings are pouring in. *
I feel truly blessed to have so many people around me that remembers my day and cares.
Thank you!

I don’t really grasp the concept of NOT going all in celebrating ones birthday since I am the quintessential birthday girl, but I understand a lot of women (and men) doesn’t particularly enjoy celebrating that one more year has passed.
I have to ask myself why….
I have had another year to enjoy life, another year to gather up more experience to be able to enjoy the coming years even more and another year filled with joy, laughter, love, tear and tribulations.
With other words: One more year filled with: Life!
I celebrate that I was born…how can that not be worth celebrating like mad ? Full stop, ALL IN!
B-days rocks. Nuff said.

I have been the good housewife and baked cookies for work since that is the tradition in this coutry: “Bring-cake-or-cookies-on-ur-birthday-or-be-despised-for-ever”.
I kinda think it should be the other way around; Give ME cake on my b-day!
But hey…I have baked since I conform so easily.

I have stuff to do and balloons to blow!
Until later

What a wonderful yet sad weekend...

2010-09-20T13:29:00.006+02:00

I had one busy weekend. And I liked it!
There is never a lack for things to do when you have a house.And I like that.
I like having stuff to fiddle with and to improve.
I like to dream and imagine what is possible and then..do it.
The weather was great…well …the way I like it anyway..sunny when im out working and pissing down when im inside.
All set up for feeling happy with myself and drinking coco with whipped cream and marshmallows.

Sunday was election day.
What a day.
I put no value into who won the election.
My only opinion is that the Swedish people who voted for the neo nazi party Sverige Demokraterna should be ashamed of themselves.
Ok..you feel unhappy with Swedish politics. I get it.
But why vote for a party that clearly is rasist and who thinks people aren’t Swedish when they aren’t blond and blue eyed? Why? Have you learnt nothing from WW2?
Sunday was truly a sad day.
Let’s hope the world realizes what proper nitwits they are and gives them such a run for their money that it is clear to anyone that they are ..nothing.

Last but not least, i send my thoughts and prayers out to Bine and her family.
Words are not enough.

I have emails to write and a sore body to tend to.
Until later.

Im TRYING to sleep down here....

2010-09-20T13:17:00.001+02:00

- Why mum...WHY?
- Caus u are sweet as candy. Thats why.

Until later....

Gotlands Delikatesser and Kräklingbo farmers market...

2010-09-12T14:30:00.001+02:00

Oh yes...it was FAB! Kräklingbo farmers market yesterday was all that and a bag of crisps!

If EVER visit the island over this weekend..a visit is a must.
I strolled passed Gotlands Delikastesser ( +46 498 270633) and had a look at their amazing produce. All ecological with NO funky stuff added. Now thats good stuff!
I promised to post a few words about them since they let me take a few snapshots.
NO problemas..they are worth every word i can type.

And doesnt those apples just bring u back to when u were a kid?

I have coffee to drink and a son to cuddle.

Until later...

Until later....

Love Love Love this new app..

2010-09-10T21:55:00.000+02:00

F-R-I-D-A-Y!..or?

2010-09-10T07:42:00.003+02:00

I think its Friday. I’m not sure..but i think so.
The text I just got from M made me think it just might be so.
“ A leaking roof is a royal pain in the axx…. as well as a interior decoration feature. Have a lovely day dear”
Now that’s the way to handle life’s obstacles!

I slept like a log last night and I’m feeling a LOT better..almost back to normal.
We are spending Friday night @ home and dashing off to Kräklingbo farmer’s market tomorrow morning. Now THAT´S fun! Tons of “bargains” to make and lamb stew to eat.
Sunday will be spent at home sorting out house-stuff.
What a difference to just a few years back when Sundays were spent in bed with a bad hangover
D-day (my b-day) is coming up and plans have, of course, been made.
Me and Wallstone are checking into a trés trés fancy hotel on the 24th..sans Alexius!
A three course dinner will be served and a spa will be visited.
OH yes! Turning 25 is by all means joyful!
Feel free to lavishly congratulate me on my big day.

Until later....

2010-09-08T11:27:00.005+02:00

Runda Rut (Round Ruth) is FINALLY getting ready to be launched.
Just a few bits and bobs to sort out.
Have a look at www.rundarut.se

One might hope that there is a blog for Runda Rut..and there is (!):

http://www.rundarut.blogspot.com/ where all the latest new will be posted about new product,

guest designers and new supplier.
Please feel free to email me with comments, rave, rants and suggestions about the site.

All input is welcome.

I have lunch to eat with my very dashing husband.

Until later...

Hospitals, karmic ass-kicking and other facinating topics.

2010-09-08T09:45:00.013+02:00

WeeMan has spent a night at the hospital.
The cold he had took its toll on his wee lungs and he needed medication and monitoring over night. He is all well now but MAN stuff like that really puts things in perspective.
A proper scare…without a doubt.
He has also just started daycare and thinks both me and Wallstone are most redundant after seeing the excess amount of toys and other kids to play with.
Its safe to say he loves it!
We couldnt be happier. Thank lord for Mattias and his staff at Ankan Daycare.

Seeing all our friends over for our celebration was magic.
THANK u for making it such a success!
It seems that I cant have a silly amount of fun without getting some kind of karmic ass-kicking afterwards.
I spent the week after in bed with a bad fever in the company of my son. Not bad company in any way, the best in fact, but still a crappy week.

Autumn is slowly painting all the trees red, orange and yellow here on the island.I love love love it! High air, no tourist, quality time with my family and time to do stuff at home.
I know…I keep repeating myself.
HA! I don’t care! Its my blog and I can write what ever I want.
So there!

Im reaching out to M especially today:
You rock! Keep it up! Live the feeling!!!!!!

I have stuff to do and e-mails to write.
Until later.

We call her Fudge....

2010-09-07T13:32:00.001+02:00

Until later....

@ Jimmy's SteakHouse

2010-09-06T19:01:00.001+02:00

Until later....

SillyTown is lookin good....

2010-09-06T09:15:00.001+02:00

Until later....

F-ing early.....

2010-09-06T06:36:00.000+02:00

Oh yes .... Im @ the airport. Heading to SillyTown for 2 days. Miss my boys already. Heaps of love to all of you out there.... Be the person you WANT to be....not the one its easy to be.
Until later....

High air....

2010-08-24T07:08:00.000+02:00

Autumn is here. I know thats completly non PC. Nevertheless the truth. A couldnt be happier. I love ....ney adore.... this time of year. My mum arrived yesterday and M with family arrives on wednesday. Cant wait.
Saw him for 15min the day before I got married. Before that.... Around 3 years ago. He hasnt met my son and I havent met his. Its about time.
Until later....

Den jeg er (Who i am)......

2010-08-19T20:06:00.001+02:00

Until later...

Wedding, sleep and FakeGingerMan!

2010-08-17T13:56:00.008+02:00

I have spent a lot of time thinking about what sleep does to a person.
Just have read of my previous posts in Mr Sandman etc…
Wallstone has done a fantastic job in teaching WeeMan how to enjoy sleeping in his own bed when he is tired ( yes ladies…I married him..IN YOUR FACE!)
IRL this means he decks around 1930 and sleeps until 0730.
Every night.
A_M_A_Z_I_N_G!
The whole experience is novel every time.
We have our life back.
We can talk, have friends over, spend quality time together and watch a movie.
It wasn’t easy…I can tell you that. But here we are!
Brand new parents. And persons again.
It took a little time to find the way back to being me.
To enjoy the new and improved me. To realize that I actually am improved and not the opposite.
So..to all of u pregos ut there..or u people thinking about having a little one.
ROCK ON!! Shag away! dO THE WILD MAMBO!
It’s cool to be a parent.
A LOT cooler than hoping for barlife to be as much fun as it was when you were 19 or thinking getting totally wrecked EVERY weekend is the best ever since the equator was invented.
Bars and getting sloshed are still fun, don’t get me wrong…its just that other things are just as much fun. In another sort of fun-beyond-words-kinda-way.
What I do miss is the complete freedom of having lunch with friends in town on a Sunday…in the company of Wallstone. It takes a little bit more organizing that it used to.
I guess I miss the simplicity.
Oh well..in another 20 years it will all be back to “normal” again.

Ah and now to something completely different.
Have a look at this random cool dude :

He decided that today was the day to pull out those round shades and waaay too short jeans. I snapped this pic with my mobile cam when we drove through Aberdeen a few weeks back.
Just love love love how cool he thinks he is.
One HAS to admire that kind of outstanding self-esteem.
Well done FakeGingerMan!

Wallstones FAB cousin Carina got married her her long time love Fredrik on the 7th of august. I had the honor of being the photographer of the day.
Aren’t they just stunning!
Thank you Carina & Fredrik for letting me publish this pic!

I have a cuppajava to drink and stuff to fiddle about with!
Until later...

Contemplation...

2010-08-12T11:34:00.006+02:00

I just had a long hard read of my own blog.
What a trip down memory lane!
Love love love that i have taken the time to write down where i have been and what i have been up to.
Life for the moment is less complicated but tons more rewarding.
I cant help thinking about the time i called my mum after a breakup with the current (ex)boyfriend crying:
"- Mum..i want to have a husband and children. And i want to be happy."
Must have been hard to hear for my mother to hear that and not be able to do anything about my then current situation.

MedievalOla with family is currently staying with us and are today on a tour of the rauks up north with Wallstone as their guide.
Fancy indeed.
We are hoping to catch a glimpse of the seldom seen houseguests on saturdaynight for some dinner and wine. Fingers crossed!
StunningPatricia just got back from DownUnder.
What a brilliant young lady that is. And a lady she is..with tons of class and a mind brighter than an star. I look forward to following her through life.
Well done Rosie & Ola.

I have had very little time off this summer since i just started a new job. No fun. But we did get 2 weeks in Scotland.
We had an amazing time.
Pics can be found here :

Scotland part 1

Scotland Part 2

I still have another 4 days or so to use..so we´ll have to see how i spend those droplets of gold.
It is almost time for friends from all over to come visit.
Can´t wait.
Until later...

Evolution!

2010-08-12T08:04:00.001+02:00

Until later....

I miss Denmark...

2010-08-11T22:13:00.001+02:00

BrandSpankinNewSite!!

2010-08-04T08:54:00.007+02:00

OH YES!! It´s finally here!
The new and improved Moments By Majta !
It took a lot of thinking and pestering of friends to find
the perfect match. This is me.
Very me.
Kinda itchyscratchy but cleacut.
So please folks...have a look and let me know what you think!
Until later!

Never easy...well..not always.

2010-08-01T22:43:00.000+02:00

A new era has begun.....

2010-07-08T11:42:00.000+02:00

Until later....

Wedding pix..finally!

2010-07-07T22:11:00.003+02:00

Photo: Jonas Hållmarker /www.hallmarker.se

More pics here:

Kahlbom wedding

Until later...