I'm home alone for most of the day. It's so lovely. Started of with a lovely yoga practice, had a bath, breakfast and blogging. Took my time in the bathroom beautifying myself. At noon a friend came to pick me up. A friend from work got married this afternoon so we went to see them at the church. After church we went to a really nice coffee shop in town where this picture is taken. My excuse for staying home while my husband and daughter is shopping groceries in Sweden is that needed to work on my thesis. So I better get going. This is one of my many talents. I mess around the house for hours without getting anything sensible done...like cleaning for instance....
Maia's working on this fantastic picture inspired by my daughter. We are so flattered and inspired. And this gave me a reason to post about Maia’s fantastic blog Une Envie de Sel . I love this blog. She's an amazing artist that continues to inspire me.
I’ve been tagged by Apriliniowa of Mezzanine to write seven random facts about myself.
I played soccer for more than ten years. I love french movies. My favorite food is sushi. I have malaria. I love going to the library. My favorite book in my teens was "The unbearable lightness of being" by Milan Kundra. I love anything old and rustic. Anything that tells me a story.
I forgot all about the Oscars this year, but I I saw this on the news today. I love you Sarah, and I love that dress. There is so much going on here at the moment. With the water leak and everybody being sick I feel like everything is spinning out of control. But the good news is, the bathroom will be done this week and so will a lot of paper work (hopefully). I got a lot of stuff done today, and the sun was shining for the first time in weeks, so I was feeling so much better. I'm so looking forward to sitting out in the sun with a book in my lap and boat rides in the afternoons.
“If your everyday life seems poor, don't blame it; blame yourself; admit to yourself that you are not enough of a poet to call forth its riches; because for the creator there is no poverty and no indifferent place.”
My diary is one of the things I love.... I write things that make no sense at all. And I don’t care. I write to gather my thoughts, I write to be inspired, I write to set goals or I write when I’m sad.
I love this movie. It's set in New Orleans, my darling city. I actually lived for a year just around the corner from the main house featured in this movie. And Cate Blanchett, what can I say, she so talented and beautiful.
The snow is still falling from the sky and I'm trying to get some more work on a thesis. No progress so far.
I've been tagged by the always inspiring Hila to post the fourth picture in the fourth file on my computer and to tell you a little bit about it.
Well here goes. This picture is taken before I started redecorating my apartment a couple of years ago. I live in an apartment, not a house. And here in Norway everybody should get a house at one point or another. We put a lot of money and energy into our homes. That’s how we tell each other how successful we are. So not wanting a house is considered outside the norm. This is not the only thing about me that’s outside the norm, of course, but this is one of the more obvious for the outsider. But I don’t want a house. I want time and money to read, write, breathe and travel. So right about the time this picture is taken we started major work in the apartment. I wanted it more functional so I would not need a house. It worked, but we didn’t have a plan beforehand so we’re doing the last finishing touches this coming summer (we thought we would be done about a year ago). But I’m still happy with my choice to stay on. I’ll post some more pictures of what we’ve done to the place later on.
Anyone who wants to look into their file to see what you find consider yourself tagged☺
I also want to share some lovely music by one of my favorite norwegian artists, Silje Nergaard. Check out some of her lovely new tunes here.
I'm back from a cold, cold trip to Oslo. A two-day seminar is over. Wednesday night I went out with some people from work that wanted to watch a soccer game at a sports bar. Well that's just my thing. Soccer, beer and men shouting at the television set. Well I leaned back, ordered myself some red wine and studied the scene unfolding. The whole thing is kind of interesting really. A group of kind of heavyset men in their 50's dominated by the bar, even loader then the rest of the crowd. They we're eying the kind of voluptuous waitress every time she passed. Well I told one of my male friends, "Watch out, I'm going to the restroom, see how many of them is going to stare at my backside". I came back, and he said, "Well Sølvi, I'm sorry to inform you. Non of them even turned their head, but if it is any consolation I watched you". Well there you go, I guess I’m not the kind of girl truckers paint on the side of their vehicles or gets tattooed on to their chests. What a let down.
I had a beautiful hotel room though, right next to the new opera house. I think I managed to take some nice pictures that I will share with you tomorrow.
And if your in the mood for a little Love story, check it out.
My husband made me switch pictures for this post. He said it was the worst picture ever.
This is my darling dog. She's the sweetest thing in the world and I love her to death. She's been living with my mom and dad now for a couple of years. What happend was that I stayed at home for about two years studying for a sociologi degree. Well me and the dog had the best of times. We would go for a little morning walk, than read for a couple of hours an then go out in the middle of the day for a long walk in the woods. The place where I live is so beautiful. I walk by the water and the scenery gets to me every time. That’s the reason why I moved here in the first place, to be closer to nature. I was living a life with a high power career and money. I chose this instead. But I was telling you about my darling dog. When I went back to full time work she went into a depression. After weeks of her being totally out of it I loaned her to my parents. Well they bonded instantly. After weeks of going back and forth I just had to let her go. She was happier at my parent’s house. It truly was a match made in heaven (hard to believe considering my mom used to be scared of dogs). She still comes to visit me....and yes she is the most beautiful dog ever.
Well tomorrow morning I'm going back to the city to visit. I will not be able to blog, but I hope to bring back some nice pictures.
This is the view from my garden. And the sad thing is, I don’t have time to go out and enjoy it all. I’m stuck inside writing. Not one but two papers are due tomorrow. Blogging should be the last thing on my mind. Please don’t tell on me, I’m being a bad girl.
Danica at Coccoinelle tagged anyone how felt like striping a few layers by listing ten honest truths about oneself. Well here goes:
1. I drink way to much coffee. I cannot pass up my beloved Gaggia machine without making myself a cup. 2. Sometimes I think I’m just too happy with my own company. I’ve hardly done anything social, other than work, since X-mas. 3. I never thought I would marry, but I did. 4. I never thought I would have children, but I did. 5. I wish I danced the ballet when I grew up. But I grew up in the countryside where there where now classes. So now my daughter is taking classes. Kind of pathetic, but she loves it. 6. Books are my drug. Any shape or form. 7. I’m the worst vegetarian ever. I eat whatever I get served when I’m out. I can’t bring myself to say I don’t eat it. 8. I’m a socialist and feminist. 9. When I travel, I don’t want to look like a tourist. Which is hard most of the time considering I’m blond, white skinned with a broad American accent ( I lived in New Orleans for three years). 10. I hate reality television shows. I watch documentaries and proper English crime series like Poirot…and I listen to radio channels that play no popular music at all……. And I eat oatmeal for breakfast. I’m like and old person in a 35-year-old body.
I humbly want to give you all these awards. You're the reason I took the leap into this wonderful world of blogging in the first place. You might have received these awards before, but still I just wanted to show my appreciation of your lovely work. Thank you for lighting up my days.
The last couple of days I been crazy with work. I just wanted to share a lovely image of the always inspiring Sofia Coppola on the cover of Paris Vouge ( via Black Eiffel). I need to get some sleep now. Good Night.
I talked about cleaning up my look in a previous post. This is how I picture myself during spring this year, Filippa K.
But more important news is that I've been given an Blog award by the Fabulous Mary-Laure over at Aurea.
Like I already posted as a comment in her blog. I was on my way to a really early mysore class this morning. I hardly slept at all last night and I was dragging my feet. I was late, but I still took the time to sit down with a cup of coffee and get online. My heart jumped when I saw that I've received an award. Thank you!! It made my early morning so special.
I have some work that needs to be done this afternoon, but I'll be back shortly with some nominations of my own.