Sometimes I feel that maybe because I am unemployed, “homeless” and single I should be sad, depressed and worried and I should stay at home, not enjoying things and be bored and feel like a failure. I think this is the feeling we in Sweden blame poor Martin Luther for. But you know what… ? I don’t feel that way at all! I feel as good as ever and I am enjoying life to the fullest! I feel sociable and use all my free time to visit and spend time with my friend and family. This weekend I am off to Helsingborg and Copenhagen again and will be staying down south a bit into next week to see a childhood friend I haven’t seen in a loooooooong time, outside of Lund. That will be great! I am also planning a trip to Holland soon, also to see good friends I haven’t seen in a long time. Another good friend is trying to convince me to go with her somewhere in April, around Easter, either to Italy or the Alps for skiing. I know I probably shouldn’t and that I cant really afford it, but I it is so difficult to say no to nice things! I have such a bad character! Or as a friend of mine said; “you have a character like an old junkie”. But what the hell, you only live once!
Today I went out for a long ride in the woods together with my sister and her horse. It was so nice although it was snowing like crazy. It was also a bit exciting as my sister’s horse is still young and a bit nervous and still not so disciplined. Therefore I was riding an older, well educated and reliable horse to calm the other one down. It all went very well until we rode along a road that borders a military training field, where they were practising at the time. My horse got a bit jumpy and nervous and only then my sister tells me that he is afraid of shooting as he happened to set off a signal mine just a while ago. No wonder he was scared! But it all went well and we had a nice ride.
All the snow gave me a nice wintry feeling I haven’t had all winter so far. It really made me want to go skiing!! Any suggestions for an affordable skiing holiday at the beginning of April?
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Fear of being afraid
Oh, I got so happy when I read this article in SvD today: http://www.svd.se/dynamiskt/idag/did_14632526.asp. Unfortunatly it is only in Swedish and I can not translate it all, but it is about the importance of taking risks and the danger of overprotection. It is really true that sometimes the most dangerous thing is fear itself!
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Lost in a virtual world
This weekend I spent quite some time with a good friend, who for the first time tried the game World of Warcraft. Although I am absolutely ignorant about computer games I had heard about it and knew it is very popular, but I did not know until this weekend that apparently more than 8 million people all over the world play it and I had no idea what it was all about. Fortunately this very good friend of mine has the patience of an angel and obviously didn’t mind having me hanging over his shoulder asking (stupid) questions (Thank you, if it had been the other way around I would have gone mad and killed “myself”). So now I know a little more, even though I still haven’t played it. What fascinates me is the amount of time you can/have to/will spend on games like this. I just don’t understand the attraction of creating a second character and live a virtual life. This is of course even more the issue in the virtual world of Second Life. I have never seen it but read a long article about it over the weekend and as far as I understood it is not even that much about fantasy anymore, but about creating a parallel world that looks quite the same as the real one. Then I am completely lost! What the hell is the point in living a Second Life parallel to the real one?? Aren’t people busy enough with this the first one that we live here and now?? How can life in front of a computer give you more kicks (if that is what it is all about) than real life?! To me it seems a little like having one of those Tamagotchis, if you still remember them. I just don’t get it!
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Fear the small
One of my friends commented on the posting Small Town Death, that if the work is interesting and if I shall be true to my motto –Fear eats the soul- I should not hesitate but to go there (in case I am offered the job, that is!). Of course she is right. But it really made me realise that I am much more afraid of having to move to a small town of 18 000 inhabitants in mid Sweden, than being sent to any major town or capital in the world. I never hesitated a moment before going to Manila or Harare and I would not hesitate going back there to stay for a longer time, but this…. Oh it is scary! Strange isn’t it?!
Saturday, February 17, 2007
The noble art of doing nothing
Sometimes people ask me what I do all day long when I am not working and if I don’t bored and restless. The answer amazes me just as much as anyone else; I don’t do much at all actually and still I am not very bored. I, queen of restlessness, don’t even get very restless. Which is probably a good thing. I am excelling in the noble art of doing nothing.
I, like I think most people, have some projects that never gets done, things you feel you should do some day when you have more time. In my case there are those plastic bags full of photos that I always say I will sort and put in albums one day, not to mention all the digital ones that I just store randomly in my computer, and of course I could always clean out my closet and send away all clothes I never use. I used to say I would do it a rainy day, then I change it to saying I would do it one day if I get unemployed or slightly ill, like breaking a leg or so. But I can tell you I haven’t done it this far and I don’t think I will. I think I will have to postpone it and start saying I will do it once I retire. Or maybe I should just accept my plastic bags and the chaos in my closet… Somehow that seems easier!
I, like I think most people, have some projects that never gets done, things you feel you should do some day when you have more time. In my case there are those plastic bags full of photos that I always say I will sort and put in albums one day, not to mention all the digital ones that I just store randomly in my computer, and of course I could always clean out my closet and send away all clothes I never use. I used to say I would do it a rainy day, then I change it to saying I would do it one day if I get unemployed or slightly ill, like breaking a leg or so. But I can tell you I haven’t done it this far and I don’t think I will. I think I will have to postpone it and start saying I will do it once I retire. Or maybe I should just accept my plastic bags and the chaos in my closet… Somehow that seems easier!
Friday, February 02, 2007
Small town death?
Ok, I did not expect this. Now I don’t really know how to handle it.
When looking for a new job I always say I am willing to move anywhere in the world where the job would take me, except to the northern part of Sweden, but there I didn’t count on finding a job for me anyway. When thinking like that I somehow assumed that all jobs that would be suitable and interesting for me would be in a big city somewhere in the world. Now I have encountered a somewhat delicate problem: I have found a very interesting job. In a Swedish small town! It is still at a governmental authority, but at certain times there has been an urge to decentralisation and I guess that is why you now find this authority in it’s present location. The work sounds really interesting and I was thinking that of course I can live also in a small town - I grew up in a small place - and set out to apply for it. While working at the application I just took a brief look at the official homepage of the town. And I freaked out completely!! I felt such an agony! I remembered all the reasons why I moved away from the place I come from. I just felt I can not move to such a place! I will die!! Now I am seriously considering what price I am willing to pay for an interesting job. I mean there are people who go to some god forgotten place in Kazakhstan for a good job, ;-) but at least that is exotic. I can not find anything exotic in a medium small town in mid Sweden. Help me!
When looking for a new job I always say I am willing to move anywhere in the world where the job would take me, except to the northern part of Sweden, but there I didn’t count on finding a job for me anyway. When thinking like that I somehow assumed that all jobs that would be suitable and interesting for me would be in a big city somewhere in the world. Now I have encountered a somewhat delicate problem: I have found a very interesting job. In a Swedish small town! It is still at a governmental authority, but at certain times there has been an urge to decentralisation and I guess that is why you now find this authority in it’s present location. The work sounds really interesting and I was thinking that of course I can live also in a small town - I grew up in a small place - and set out to apply for it. While working at the application I just took a brief look at the official homepage of the town. And I freaked out completely!! I felt such an agony! I remembered all the reasons why I moved away from the place I come from. I just felt I can not move to such a place! I will die!! Now I am seriously considering what price I am willing to pay for an interesting job. I mean there are people who go to some god forgotten place in Kazakhstan for a good job, ;-) but at least that is exotic. I can not find anything exotic in a medium small town in mid Sweden. Help me!
Stressless
Maybe I give you the impression I really enjoy being unemployed and some might even think I am getting lazy and unemployable. That is not true at all! Of course I sometimes worry about my situation and wonder whether it really was the right decision to quit my safe fulltime state employment. That is however quickly cured by a short chat with any of my former colleagues… But of course I also worry about how long it will take before I find a new job and what kind of job I will find and so on. Still I try to enjoy this time of my life as much as I can. It was my own decision that put me here and I don’t count on it to last for very long and it has for sure hade some good consequences too. I feel I have learnt a lot about myself and about life around me.
Being unemployed and worrying is of course stressful, but still I feel completely stressless and relaxed. Getting out of the everyday stress opens up new perspectives. Just travelling the underground during rush hour has a new meaning when you don’t feel tired, stressed, worn out and therefore irritated and annoyed about everything around you. I don’t freak out whenever I miss a bus or a train and have to wait another five or ten minutes, and I don’t get furious when people push themselves around without apologising and I don’t get completely annoyed by people who behave irrational and stupid. Instead I just get a bit curious and fascinated and wonder what makes them act that way. It is a very nice feeling and I am quite sure it is because I am out of the everyday stress! Everyone should try it!
Being unemployed and worrying is of course stressful, but still I feel completely stressless and relaxed. Getting out of the everyday stress opens up new perspectives. Just travelling the underground during rush hour has a new meaning when you don’t feel tired, stressed, worn out and therefore irritated and annoyed about everything around you. I don’t freak out whenever I miss a bus or a train and have to wait another five or ten minutes, and I don’t get furious when people push themselves around without apologising and I don’t get completely annoyed by people who behave irrational and stupid. Instead I just get a bit curious and fascinated and wonder what makes them act that way. It is a very nice feeling and I am quite sure it is because I am out of the everyday stress! Everyone should try it!
Thursday, February 01, 2007
The non-working-people
It is a rather fascinating experience to be unemployed (for a while). All of a sudden you discover the world of the non-working people. Yesterday I went for a jog in the beautiful sunny winter weather along the water here. As the track was covered in snow and hence rather slippery I could not run all the way but had to thread carefully every now and then, which made me more aware of my fellow pedestrians. There were mostly old persons and parents with prams. Funnily I met more fathers than mothers, which made me think of one area where I think Sweden is still on top; Parental leave. Not that this really is any of my main concerns and I don’t really know that much about it, but as more and more of my friends have children and as I was recently talking about it with some non- Swedish parents-to-be I realised that Swedish parents have reason to be happy. (Of course you often hear them complain anyway but… ).
Listening to two of the men with prams that I met, I also realised something else. These men looked like very city smart professionals, but what I heard from their conversation they were not talking about the stock market or the latest merger but about sitting in a café and eating big cakes and buns. In Stockholm we have the expression “caffe latte mums” but there are obviously also “caffe latte dads”. I thought that’s soo cool! It must be so nice also for men to stay at home with their babies and spend time together with other dads, it must mean they discover new sides of themselves too. I feel sorry for those dads that don’t have that opportunity and maybe even more sad for those who have it but don’t take it.
Another category of non-working people are of course other unemployed, or those “in-between-jobs”. As I have never been unemployed before I found it really hard to somehow identify myself with the average image of being unemployed, but now I have met other peoples who temporarily don’t work, but still are so busy. There are so many creative and imaginative people who make a good living without being employed. I whish I was more creative and innovative and had more entrepreneurial skill myself. But I think I will have to settle for finding another employment. Until then I will continue to enjoy sitting in a café chatting away a couple of hours on a Tuesday afternoon! :-)
Listening to two of the men with prams that I met, I also realised something else. These men looked like very city smart professionals, but what I heard from their conversation they were not talking about the stock market or the latest merger but about sitting in a café and eating big cakes and buns. In Stockholm we have the expression “caffe latte mums” but there are obviously also “caffe latte dads”. I thought that’s soo cool! It must be so nice also for men to stay at home with their babies and spend time together with other dads, it must mean they discover new sides of themselves too. I feel sorry for those dads that don’t have that opportunity and maybe even more sad for those who have it but don’t take it.
Another category of non-working people are of course other unemployed, or those “in-between-jobs”. As I have never been unemployed before I found it really hard to somehow identify myself with the average image of being unemployed, but now I have met other peoples who temporarily don’t work, but still are so busy. There are so many creative and imaginative people who make a good living without being employed. I whish I was more creative and innovative and had more entrepreneurial skill myself. But I think I will have to settle for finding another employment. Until then I will continue to enjoy sitting in a café chatting away a couple of hours on a Tuesday afternoon! :-)
Thursday, January 18, 2007
New year, new parties!
I was planning on publishing some pictures from this years new years party, but having looked at them carefully I have decided that in the interest of everyone involved (especially for those who stayed laaaaate), I will refrain from that.
Let's just remember we had a great party, at least the parts I remember, and a great start of the new year. Let's keep it that way and let's have more great parties soon!
Let's just remember we had a great party, at least the parts I remember, and a great start of the new year. Let's keep it that way and let's have more great parties soon!
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
2007!!!
Would just like to whish everyone a very happy, nice, successful, exciting and prosperous 2007!
For myself I think I have never known this little what will happen the coming year. Ok, we never know for sure what will happen and in the beginning of 2006 I did not know about everything that happened this year, but for 2007 I don't have a clue and not even some kind of plan. Exciting! Join the big adventure!
For myself I think I have never known this little what will happen the coming year. Ok, we never know for sure what will happen and in the beginning of 2006 I did not know about everything that happened this year, but for 2007 I don't have a clue and not even some kind of plan. Exciting! Join the big adventure!
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Provocative speed
I guess we all have our week spots. I know I sometimes drive too fast, but hey, I like things fast, I like speed and this far nothing ever happened. I never even got a speeding ticket. Another weakness I have is that I, sometimes, am rather easily provoked (hence not only pretty provocative myself...:-)).
Now these things have combined in a quite unfortunate way. On one of the main roads in the area where I am staying, and one that I quite often drive, the police have placed speed surveillance cameras. Ok, that’s not such a big deal. It only takes one ride along the road and then you know exactly where the cameras are placed and of course you slow down in due time. But this is where the provocation comes into the picture. For me those cameras are pure provocation. I feel an urgent whish to drive unusually fast past them to see if they really work! I know it is stupid and irrational and that it also can get very expensive (at about the same time as the cameras came up, they also increased the fine), but I can not help it. One day, when I feel rich, I will just have to try it. I wonder however if “being provoked by the cameras” and “just testing” will be accepted as extenuating circumstances….
Now these things have combined in a quite unfortunate way. On one of the main roads in the area where I am staying, and one that I quite often drive, the police have placed speed surveillance cameras. Ok, that’s not such a big deal. It only takes one ride along the road and then you know exactly where the cameras are placed and of course you slow down in due time. But this is where the provocation comes into the picture. For me those cameras are pure provocation. I feel an urgent whish to drive unusually fast past them to see if they really work! I know it is stupid and irrational and that it also can get very expensive (at about the same time as the cameras came up, they also increased the fine), but I can not help it. One day, when I feel rich, I will just have to try it. I wonder however if “being provoked by the cameras” and “just testing” will be accepted as extenuating circumstances….
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Film Stars
To day I and my sister took the first steps towards a fabulous career as film stars! We went to the selection of the cast of extras for a film that is about to be made soon and that will be shot in this area. And of course we must be selected!!!! :-) And as the film is based on the books of a very well-known Swedish author and will be the most expensive film ever made in Sweden of course we will be famous!
I am, however, a little worried I might not look medieval enough…
I am, however, a little worried I might not look medieval enough…
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Ferrari
Today I have been racing a Ferrari!
Not too many horse powers, but still very nice! In fact I think it must be the fastest one horse power and better than any four wheel drive. And I still think it i a very cool name! :-)
Not too many horse powers, but still very nice! In fact I think it must be the fastest one horse power and better than any four wheel drive. And I still think it i a very cool name! :-)
Friday, November 24, 2006
The wonderful world of movies
Today I had a typical full film festival experience!
First I just happened to see a film I hadn’t planned to see, and it was a disaster!
Later I saw another film that was absolutely wonderful. The film is called The Fountain, by the director Darren Aronofsky. It is absolutely beautiful, fascinating and extremely gripping!
One big advantage with watching films at a film festival is the audience. Festival audiences know and appreciate the difference between watching film at the cinema and at home. They don’t talk and they do turn their cell phones off. They eat sweets and popcorn, but they do it silently! Just imagine a big theatre full of people but at a moment in the movie, where it is completely silent, it is indeed totally silent! Wonderful!
The reason I watch that much film right now is that I volunteered to help out in the festival Guest centre. It is quite interesting! I get to meet directors, producers and other filmmakers and film-maker-wannabes. Those are almost the most interesting; they are young film students or actors waiting to be discovered. For someone like me, who like film, but never ever considered the idea to work with it and who really don’t know much about the film business, it is very interesting. It is like a complete different world!
The other film I saw today is called Avida and if anyone has seen it and understood it, you are more than welcome to explain it to me….
First I just happened to see a film I hadn’t planned to see, and it was a disaster!
Later I saw another film that was absolutely wonderful. The film is called The Fountain, by the director Darren Aronofsky. It is absolutely beautiful, fascinating and extremely gripping!
One big advantage with watching films at a film festival is the audience. Festival audiences know and appreciate the difference between watching film at the cinema and at home. They don’t talk and they do turn their cell phones off. They eat sweets and popcorn, but they do it silently! Just imagine a big theatre full of people but at a moment in the movie, where it is completely silent, it is indeed totally silent! Wonderful!
The reason I watch that much film right now is that I volunteered to help out in the festival Guest centre. It is quite interesting! I get to meet directors, producers and other filmmakers and film-maker-wannabes. Those are almost the most interesting; they are young film students or actors waiting to be discovered. For someone like me, who like film, but never ever considered the idea to work with it and who really don’t know much about the film business, it is very interesting. It is like a complete different world!
The other film I saw today is called Avida and if anyone has seen it and understood it, you are more than welcome to explain it to me….
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Stockholm Film Festival
Now it seems I have gotten involved in the Stockholm Film Festival!
My plan was to use the time I now have to see a lot of films I normally would not have seen, but now it seems it will get beyond that.
Anyway, I saw a film today, which I can warmly recommend! It is called “Little Miss Sunshine”. It is about a fabulous family trying to get the daughter to a beauty pageant competition in Carlifornia and everything that will happen on their way there (for those how have been driving from Belgrade to Cortina and back, with a malfunctioning clutch, it will for sure have a added value!)
A wonderful feel-good-movie that I would recommend to anyone! I laughed a lot and I would even recommend it to my mother. I think it is the kind of film everyone will like. Normally movies entered at a film festival can be a bit difficult, but this one...; I think everyone will like. My advice is; Go and see it!
My plan was to use the time I now have to see a lot of films I normally would not have seen, but now it seems it will get beyond that.
Anyway, I saw a film today, which I can warmly recommend! It is called “Little Miss Sunshine”. It is about a fabulous family trying to get the daughter to a beauty pageant competition in Carlifornia and everything that will happen on their way there (for those how have been driving from Belgrade to Cortina and back, with a malfunctioning clutch, it will for sure have a added value!)
A wonderful feel-good-movie that I would recommend to anyone! I laughed a lot and I would even recommend it to my mother. I think it is the kind of film everyone will like. Normally movies entered at a film festival can be a bit difficult, but this one...; I think everyone will like. My advice is; Go and see it!
Friday, November 17, 2006
Life Aid?
Considering the fact that the human species has been around for quite some years one would think we would have gotten some training and gathered some experience in how to live life. But somehow we seem to have been better at making life more complicated, than at coping with it.
Ok, we have found a lot of solutions for many problems, but we are also very good at finding new problems. Somehow I now have the feeling we can no longer live our lives ourselves, we need help to do that. Now I am not talking about the need for doctors, psychotherapists, lawyers, technicians or all other people we whose help we sometime might need. I am just fascinated about all TV-shows that aim at helping people live their lives. We have seen so many docu-soaps trying to make stars or top-models out of hopeful wannabes, we have seen loads of extreme makeovers of people and their homes, we have seen tons of different dating shows and we have seen people fight and get married on TV, and we have had the Super-nanny teaching people how to raise their kids. Nothing of this is new. However, lately I have noticed a kind of TV programme that for me seems to take this one step further. It is no longer any competition and it is not focusing on how you look or how your home look but it is trying to tell you how you are supposed to live you life!
I Swedish TV we now have one show running that is closely following a family with small children, while they are visiting other families with children to see how they cope with everyday life. There is another show where professional economists are helping families who are trapped in debts. They try to explain the basics of economy and tell the families how they must change their way of living to be able to pay their debts. Another show is called the Single Coaches. There a group of probably self-elected “experts” teach people how to behave to get out of their miserable single life. They are taught not only how to dress and style themselves, they are also taught how to flirt, how to move, how to talk, how to act on a date etc etc..
I am not saying anything of this is wrong, but when the hell did life get that difficult that we need someone else to live it for us?? And are we really the first ones who want to meet someone to live with, to have a nice home, to cope with debit and credit, and are we the first ones to have children?? I don’t think so. And when the hell did we get that bored we need to watch other people live their life on TV??
Ok, we have found a lot of solutions for many problems, but we are also very good at finding new problems. Somehow I now have the feeling we can no longer live our lives ourselves, we need help to do that. Now I am not talking about the need for doctors, psychotherapists, lawyers, technicians or all other people we whose help we sometime might need. I am just fascinated about all TV-shows that aim at helping people live their lives. We have seen so many docu-soaps trying to make stars or top-models out of hopeful wannabes, we have seen loads of extreme makeovers of people and their homes, we have seen tons of different dating shows and we have seen people fight and get married on TV, and we have had the Super-nanny teaching people how to raise their kids. Nothing of this is new. However, lately I have noticed a kind of TV programme that for me seems to take this one step further. It is no longer any competition and it is not focusing on how you look or how your home look but it is trying to tell you how you are supposed to live you life!
I Swedish TV we now have one show running that is closely following a family with small children, while they are visiting other families with children to see how they cope with everyday life. There is another show where professional economists are helping families who are trapped in debts. They try to explain the basics of economy and tell the families how they must change their way of living to be able to pay their debts. Another show is called the Single Coaches. There a group of probably self-elected “experts” teach people how to behave to get out of their miserable single life. They are taught not only how to dress and style themselves, they are also taught how to flirt, how to move, how to talk, how to act on a date etc etc..
I am not saying anything of this is wrong, but when the hell did life get that difficult that we need someone else to live it for us?? And are we really the first ones who want to meet someone to live with, to have a nice home, to cope with debit and credit, and are we the first ones to have children?? I don’t think so. And when the hell did we get that bored we need to watch other people live their life on TV??
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Autumn darkness
Important vs. nice and the existence of God vs. the dentist.
Recently I came across the saying: “It is nice to be important, but is more important to be nice”. I immediately liked that idea. As I am not very important, but like to think of myself as fairly nice, it felt good to think that that would be more important.
But then, of course I started to think about it, and then everything, of course, got more complicated. To whom is it more important to be nice? To others? Or to oneself? Ok, it might make you feel good about yourself to be nice, and it might give you a lot of friends. But on the other hand, if you are important, you will get friends anyway, because of course everyone wants to be befriended to someone who is important. And if you are important, you will always get a good job, make a lot of money, have a lot of extras and have access to all the cool places, which will most likely make you feel good about yourself. Nice people don’t really get very far by just being nice! People who are not nice will be able to step over dead bodies to get what they want, they will use other people for their own benefit and they will not care about other people’s feelings and wellbeing. That will get them what they want. Ok, you might say, but it won’t get them real friends. That might be right, but I guess these people probably don’t care and if they are important they will anyhow have people around them who will want to be their friends. And what about how they feel about themselves? I honestly really don’t think they care. So what is really most important?
These thoughts were so depressing that I wanted to believe in some kind of divine justice, that in the long run all the nice people will be rewarded. But as Keynes said; in the long run we are all dead. So this would then presume an existence of some kind of afterlife and some kind of divinity and I guess this is why people get religious; to be able to stand thoughts like these.
Hmmm, this made things even more complicated for me, as I just have decided that dentists are another proof that God does not exist. If there was an almighty God, teeth would have been perfect and we would not have had to go to the dentist…
But then, of course I started to think about it, and then everything, of course, got more complicated. To whom is it more important to be nice? To others? Or to oneself? Ok, it might make you feel good about yourself to be nice, and it might give you a lot of friends. But on the other hand, if you are important, you will get friends anyway, because of course everyone wants to be befriended to someone who is important. And if you are important, you will always get a good job, make a lot of money, have a lot of extras and have access to all the cool places, which will most likely make you feel good about yourself. Nice people don’t really get very far by just being nice! People who are not nice will be able to step over dead bodies to get what they want, they will use other people for their own benefit and they will not care about other people’s feelings and wellbeing. That will get them what they want. Ok, you might say, but it won’t get them real friends. That might be right, but I guess these people probably don’t care and if they are important they will anyhow have people around them who will want to be their friends. And what about how they feel about themselves? I honestly really don’t think they care. So what is really most important?
These thoughts were so depressing that I wanted to believe in some kind of divine justice, that in the long run all the nice people will be rewarded. But as Keynes said; in the long run we are all dead. So this would then presume an existence of some kind of afterlife and some kind of divinity and I guess this is why people get religious; to be able to stand thoughts like these.
Hmmm, this made things even more complicated for me, as I just have decided that dentists are another proof that God does not exist. If there was an almighty God, teeth would have been perfect and we would not have had to go to the dentist…
Everyday glamour!
Now some of my friends have invented the perfect remedy for laundry room fascism, and at the same time brought the Tuesday in November concept one step further!
As you anyway have to set of a day or an evening every now and then for doing your laundry, you have better make something nice out of it! Like celebrating it with champagne and pâté! Or as some friends, with sparkling wine, scallops, prawns, lobster and cheese. I like that!!! Viva glamour!!
I only wonder what the people at the laundrette would think if I brought champagne and lobster there!
As you anyway have to set of a day or an evening every now and then for doing your laundry, you have better make something nice out of it! Like celebrating it with champagne and pâté! Or as some friends, with sparkling wine, scallops, prawns, lobster and cheese. I like that!!! Viva glamour!!
I only wonder what the people at the laundrette would think if I brought champagne and lobster there!
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Fitness flirtation
If anyone was wondering about flirting at the launderette, I have to admit it does not seem to be too successful. Someone asked me what kinds of people go there, as it is absolutely not common in Sweden. To be honest I still don’t know; you hardly see the other people using the laundrette. I have only met a father with his two sons and two German tourists there. However, today I saw something really mind boggling. In front of one of the washing machines there was a pair of shoes! That makes you wonder where the owner of the shoes are, and what he is wearing. I mean I have seen movies where people are sitting at the launderette in their underwear because they have to wash the clothes they were wearing, but let’s assume the person had to wash the socks and therefore took off the shoes and the socks, but then… It was nobody there!! Did he walk away without his shoes?? Is there something more behind the launderette that I have missed!?
So if the launderette turned out to be a disappointment when it comes to flirting, I recently became witness to flirtation in another unexpected location; the fitness club. I was running on the treadmill and not really paying attention to what was going on around me, until I could not help overhearing the conversation on the two treadmills next to me. There a guy was definitely hitting on the girl next to him. It was quite interesting to listen to. She did not seem to be uninterested and in the end he got her number and they had a date! Amazing! The idea that you could catch a date at the gym never struck me!
So if the launderette turned out to be a disappointment when it comes to flirting, I recently became witness to flirtation in another unexpected location; the fitness club. I was running on the treadmill and not really paying attention to what was going on around me, until I could not help overhearing the conversation on the two treadmills next to me. There a guy was definitely hitting on the girl next to him. It was quite interesting to listen to. She did not seem to be uninterested and in the end he got her number and they had a date! Amazing! The idea that you could catch a date at the gym never struck me!
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