– Made K a semi healthy British fry up breakfast. I watched him it eat. It looked good. – My mum and I had our names day today. Elisabeth. When I was 16-19, and going out partying with older friends, I pretended to be Liz from Detroit visiting my older cousins in Sweden. I wentContinue reading “The fake American.”
Friday: super tacos in Eatery Social followed by a fantastic concert with Ane Brun and guest Mariam the Believer. A night filled with an exotic vibe under the rays of Northern lights. Saturday: quality time with nephew G. It included a lunch in the fish restaurant SaltoSill, swapping toys with Retoy, grocery shopping,Continue reading “Ane Brun, Star Wars and Ice Cream Bonanza. “
Last weekend I cashed in my birthday present from K and that included a weekend away in a lovely Copenhagen. A beautiful city, 30 minutes away across the bridge. We stayed in Hotel Alexandra, known for its’ well planned play with retro interior and rooms filled with exquisite furniture from giants like Arne Jacobsen andContinue reading “Danish.”
All I (and Ove the dog) want for Christmas is a long haired miniature daschund to call our own. Working name is Mattias or Magnus. We need more paws in this family! Stubborn, cute and kind! Any of them will do! Ulrika/ dreaming of dogs.
Since last many things have happened but not much has changed. My mind has been blank trying to figure out what to post on the blog. I see that I still have a few readers worldwide, which is fascinating and leaves me wondering: how did you find me? And what makes you come back? ForContinue reading “Blocked.”
So the day is here. Leaving my 30’s behind entering the big four ooooo. And I am a lucky 40 year old individual being celebrated by my dear and near ones. We started all ready on Friday hanging out with nephew and nieces doing fun stuff in the sun! Beautiful day in the sun withContinue reading “As long as there is cream, there is hope.”
I am so tired. In fact on the verge of nodding off if it wasn’t for the sore muscles aching like never before. Each mm of movement makes my face go like aaarrwwaahghggg (not selfie like material). And I stand up peeing being too afraid to sit down and not coming up again. But….all goodContinue reading “Flying goldfish.”