Grandma style

So, I finally gave in yesterday after lunch I decided to go home and rest. The blizzard just kept going and sadly the trains home, did not. Just my luck. I got home after a never ending journey of waiting, freezing, did I mention it is 10 F (-12 celcius) outside and a storm so I felt like finding a dead animal I could gut and crawl inside to find heat. #starwars #dicaprio

I did not find any animal so I had to freeze until I got home. Gotta love public transportion in Sweden…

So I got home and after digging my way thru the glaciar that was once my driveway and I realized that no car could park here. The town is’nt big enoug for both of us. One had to go and it was not me. So with a fever in my body I would have attacked this dispickable natural disaster called Snow with some sucsess, if not my darling children had played with the shovel somewhere outside before they left home for a week. The shovel was gone after all so I took a spade and started working. I felt like I was digging myself out of Alcatraz with a plastic disposable spoon… needless to say I gave up and went in to slip in to something More comfortable.

Don’t how it always is that as soon as I get sick, I age 45 years and I end up looking like I just got lost from a nursing home. My face melts in to a sad mess, my hair is a disaster and my clothes are just so sad. But comfort is key while in bed right?

I can not be the only one?

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Nailed it

Ok, so during the packing I had a little nail accident. One broke off and maked me look like I have great use for my middle finger (wich I do just like all of my fingers, just not for the purpose you are thinking of you cheeky beggar). And since I am going to be working in an office typing a lot I needed them shorter anyway so I got them fixed.

I am wearing one of my absolute favorite lipcolorsย Christian Dior Addict Lipstick, No. 536 Lucky, 0.12 Fluid Ounce.

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Having some one do my nails is one thing I treat myself to since it makes me look and feel more put together even if I some days don’t have time for a full face of makeup and my hair done. It sort of prevents me from looking like a tired mom of four kids in leopard printed sweatpants and a messy ponytail that has given up on life… Like, at least my nails are done.

I have long ago given up on trying to do them myself. I end up angry, frustrated and looking like some one dragged me across a field of O.P.I nailpolishes with no lid on. It is not a pretty sight… Some times you just have to admit defeat and just give up and surrender. It is a waste of my time and energy.

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Shorter, squared and office ready! Never mind the manic look on my face, I just look like that sometimes when I see something pink. Pink is always a good idea!