Sweden and Snot

Just got back from my trip over to Oxelosund. Had a lovely time, thank you very much. Me and Ellen packed our bags and headed over to Sweden on Friday last week and spent the weekend relaxing, eating lovely food and going on little excursions to Stockholm. Very nice. I must have caught some nasty little bugs on the plane there though, as the last day there I felt like my throat was on fire and knew there was a cold coming.

So here I am, flued up to the ears and poor little Elle is sniffling too. I should probably be added to the Guinness Book of Records for sneezing the most times in a row.

Seeing a Chiropractor tomorrow as my right arm is all buzzing now and I am still dizzy on and off.

Gotta go, Ellen's crying.

My beautiful sister...

Was chatting to my sister on MSN the other day. She'd got a new webcam and we were chatting away with our videos showing. I suddently appeared to be chatting to a "shark" in the according to the video. Sara was trying out some new filters that apparently came with the webcam. Below are the results...I must just point out...Sara is a super-beautiful young woman and how she managed to get this incredibly ugly, well my god those filters really must be good.

Amor has struck again. I thought he should be aiming for the heart though?


Would you let this person in if she looked through your keyhole?


Frankensteins Bride:


The next queen?


If only the Terminator could look this cosy in all the films...look at that smile...!


I think its Vincent Van Gogh

Hens and no chickens

Sarah survived her hen-weekend, and we all had a great time. We started the evening with some drinks, snacks and an Ann Summers party. The girl hosting it was pretty rubbish, but we had a great time anyway. The host was trying to be funny, but I think we were laughing at her rather than with her. Highlights there was Mandy trying to use a rampant rabbit to change the channel on the tele, Bev winning all the games because she quite frankly was excellently rude!, and playing the Alphabet game (where you had to shout out dirty and filthy words on the letter shown by the host) and Barneys mum shouted "LITTER" on the letter L... (well its dirty, isn't it! she defended herself!) I on the other hand, spotted the letter H and blasted out: HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE...yes, spelled with an H, as we do in Sweden...I didn't win that card...I won Dildo, Underwear and Masturbation...?! Bev on the other hand won with 12 cards or something...

After that we had gorgeous food cooked by one of Sarah's friends, who works as a caterer. Handy that! She made the most delicious pizzas I've ever tasted.

Then in came the stripper, dressed up as a work-man (hard hat and the whole shabang). A man with a sixpack and a supertrim body would normally be a real turn-on eh, but ooooh noo, not this one...He was a 5 foot orange midget! Haha. No, not quite but he was a short man with some kind of orange faketan. Sarah looked more than shocked and disgusted having him bumping and grinding all over her and throwing her down on the floor and wiggling his bits all over her. Poor thing, but she survived although I do think she might suffer from Poststripper Depression or Chock or something.
Anyway, we've got pictures but hmmm not sure they should be posted on here. Will send to those of you who fancy seeing some of them... request only...

So after that we all had to have a stiff drink and bang our heads against the wall to remove the image of the dwarf from our minds.
Seriously good night anyway.

Below: One of the dwarf's victims...

4 o'clock wake up call

Not only dizzy today, feeling absolutely fuzzy and wacked in the head.
Ellen has decided to have tooth-ache again. Glad she's getting some more teeth to chew those big bread bits she stuffs in her gob, but not so happy about the crying at 4am.
She basically just screams, straight out! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA...and then again AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA there is really nothing you can do. I tried giving her some pain-relief which she basically just coughed back up. Not a happy bunny. So today is a little bit fuzzy around the edges as I said. She's catching up on some sleep now though. I, stupidly, cannot sleep and decided to make a Spagetti Bolognaise for myself. Why? Go to bed you fool.

My vertigo is easing, I think. Went round to my mother-in-law yesterday and felt ok, but now and again my head just spins and I feel drunk again. Just like being hung-over really. But I haven't drunk for daaaays...buhhuuu.

Its raining lots today. Not much fun out there and not much fun in here either. Having a major clean of the house again.

Two things I am feeling proud about:
1. I am cooking food for Ellen and making little pots of "Baby Bolognaise & Pasta", "Carrot & Salmon Pure", "Tomato Courgette & Cheese Pasta" ooooh its alll lovely and she scoffs it. Its really satisfying to see her eat it all, and it tasts 10 times better than the food you can buy. Yes, a bit of hassle, but then you've got food for 1-2 weeks in the freezer. So nice.

2. Our potty-training (well not quite potty-training, more like potty-routine) is going well. FOr about 1,5 weeks I have put her on the potty after lunch and after her other feeds and sleeps. 8 times out of 10 she goes and so pleased she's getting the hang of it. So we'll see how it goes.

Things I am looking forward to though: Sarah's Hen Weekend and the weekend after that me and Ellelina are going to Sweden, Oxelosund to be precise, to see Sara, Filip & my muuuum. Hurrraaaaah! Super Excited.

Now I am going to shut my eyes for 3 seconds. I'll expect a cry from upstairs in 4 seconds then....

Dizzy blonde

Unos, dos, tres, catorce
Hello, Hello
Hola!
I'm at a place called vertigo (¿Dónde está?)

I have been dizzy now for a week...blonde and dizzy, not a good combination. Well, anyway, its getting better and I can see straight again. Felt like a drunkard bumping into walls and having to crawl up the stairs. Steve thought it was too much wine. Its possible...

Skuggan over Stenbanken

Laser den just nu (igen)...helt fast. Hur underbar bok som helst. Tror jag laste i 3 timmar utan att ens lyfta blicken.

Sa tja, kanske ett litet boktips sa har pa varkanten. En klassiker.

Sunday morning - ridgeback or cat?

Not quite sure if Ridgebacks are supposed to sit in people's laps like this?
It didn't say in the manual when we bought him.

We thought FIERCE, GUARDDOG, VICIOUS, BIG & SCARY, MACHO... we didn't think WOSS & LAPDOG...

Our tenant

There is a little Robin Redbreast living in our courtyard roof. We call him Ruben.
He's got a great life there I think, as he's top floor flat is right above where we keep the birdseed, so he hasn't got far to go for a three-course meal. He's got CCTV as well, covering his little den. He's probably the Beckham of the bird-world at the moment. Some pictures of little Ruben below.

The one thing is, he keeps flying into our house and is circling round for ages in our main hall, but then seems to know where to fly out again. Maybe he's just checkin out his neighbours...?

Early mornings.

Seven o'clock again...Ellen doesn't seem to want to sleep past 7. So here I am, early morning fiddling around on the laptop. Ellens spinning round on the floor, learning to crawl it looks like but at the moment she just rolls to where she wants to get to.

Going to the gym today then maybe a walk along the seafront or something.

Not quite awake yet, so I will go now before I start to ramble.