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?
If you have kids you just have to read the title to understand what I am talking about. One day your little angel will start talking and saying the sweetest things that makes your heart grow and overflow. (I rhymed. How cool am I?)
Suddenly that cute little thing will open its mouth and say something that makes you blackout. One of the following thoughts might cross your mind.
- Where did you hear that word? And then you realize it was from you… Good job.
- How do I get away of this situation?
- “That is not my kid.”
- If you deny whatever was said, it will make it worse… keep digging or say nothing.
- What if someone believes what he/she just said?
- All of the above.
I have been there so many times having 4 kids and 2 stepchildren (now adults), I should have gotten an olympic medal for surviving all of this.
So, to make you feel like a better parent I am giving you 5 embarrasing mom moments in this video. Enjoy and remember there is always someone worse than you 😉
Feels like forever ago I blogged and so much has been going on since my last blog I decided to get a brand new blog. New life – new blog. Makes sense? All right!
I am so glad you are here and I am so happy to finally have the energy (and time… nah, who am I kidding? I don´t have time for blogging but it is fun) to start blogging again. I do love blogging and I decided to take up one thing I used to do and love before and start doing it again during 2018. Maybe running would have been the smarter choice but really..? It is winter in Scandinavia and the only people out running here are either crazy or getting chased by polar bears. Just saying…
So what have I been up to the past 3 years of not blogging? Let´s keep it short and sweet…
I was a single mom for a while and then remarried, moved to a different part of Sweden and I am graduating college in May after 2 years of student mom life.
And, we (the kids and my hubby) have sold our townhouse and bought a bigger home close by and we are moving within a month. I am so exited and there are a lot of good things going on so I can not wait to share it all with you in the future!
Gotta love living in boxes and still having the christmas tree up. I do love Christmas but not even I keep the tree up for this long normally…
Can´t wait to get in to my new house so I can start organizing, decorating and you know, all the fun stuff with moving houses. But right now, I just wanna take all the stuff that is left to pack and burn it on a stake cuz this is just the worst part… Why do we have so much stuff anyway?
Thanks for stopping by and I will see if I can find my old blog so that I can link to it somewhere if you want to go back in time and read.