to France. Leaving at 6.50 am tomorrow morning. Why does planes leave at that outrageous hour?!?! This means I'm getting up at 4... Getting up, not going to bed ;)
Mr S is nice enough to get up with me and take me to the airport. Am meeting up with the rest of my posse at the trainstation in Paris, Gare de Lyon.
Now I should get on with my packing, laundry, washing my hair and all of the other stuff I have postponed until the last minute....as usual.
Don't know when I'll be able to update again but take care and have a great summer, you deserve it!
Love/E
Song of the day: Para tu amor - Juanes
Friday, June 30, 2006
Monday, June 26, 2006
Countdown
to my vacation! I have 4 days to go :)
I need sleep and sun and fun and plenty of food and wine.... and some serious shopping!
Have been working hard lately, well not hard but a lot. I really don't like my job at the coffeeshop. My boss is rather odd. She is very much "my way or the highway". If I do something she can just redo it so that it's done her way. And she actually cleans empty sodacans before she throws them away... Now that's just crazy!
Spent midsummer with Mr S and a couple of his friends. They had the sweetest two cats and a baby that they put to bed at around 8. We had the traditional herringplate and the we did some barbecue. They live right downtown but just on the waterfront in a really nice apartment. We had schnapps. I usually drink 2 of them a year: one on Christmas eve's lunch and one on Midsummer but this year I, to Mr S's content, had at least 5. It was not good at all actually and I got pretty drunk. As we were leaving, I was working the next day, Mr S started looking quite worried when I tumbled down the stairs in my high heels. He kept telling me: "Darling, maybe we should wait for the elevator" I just giggled (have a tendency to do that when I'm drunk) and stumbled into the cab and fell asleep. I woke up just as we stopped outside our place. As we came in I had apparently promised Mr S a massage but I fell asleep with my clothes on so I owe him one...
I finished the Music quiz for the boatride yesterday and tried it on Mr S. He found it being quite difficult. I may have to make some changes tonight.
On midsummer he told me (I have very vague memories) that he will say yes if I were to propose to him. I suppose that was some hint but I blame it on the booze...
My apartment, or our apartmenthunting, is not really progressing at all at the moment. When I come back from France I'm going to get my life back on track again.
I'm going to lose some weight, start working on my company, find a fierce job and a cool apartment. Or at least one of the four...
Off to lunch with Mr S now.
Take care!
/E
Song of the day: Don't talk just kiss - Right Said Fred (Thanks to Jezz)
I need sleep and sun and fun and plenty of food and wine.... and some serious shopping!
Have been working hard lately, well not hard but a lot. I really don't like my job at the coffeeshop. My boss is rather odd. She is very much "my way or the highway". If I do something she can just redo it so that it's done her way. And she actually cleans empty sodacans before she throws them away... Now that's just crazy!
Spent midsummer with Mr S and a couple of his friends. They had the sweetest two cats and a baby that they put to bed at around 8. We had the traditional herringplate and the we did some barbecue. They live right downtown but just on the waterfront in a really nice apartment. We had schnapps. I usually drink 2 of them a year: one on Christmas eve's lunch and one on Midsummer but this year I, to Mr S's content, had at least 5. It was not good at all actually and I got pretty drunk. As we were leaving, I was working the next day, Mr S started looking quite worried when I tumbled down the stairs in my high heels. He kept telling me: "Darling, maybe we should wait for the elevator" I just giggled (have a tendency to do that when I'm drunk) and stumbled into the cab and fell asleep. I woke up just as we stopped outside our place. As we came in I had apparently promised Mr S a massage but I fell asleep with my clothes on so I owe him one...
I finished the Music quiz for the boatride yesterday and tried it on Mr S. He found it being quite difficult. I may have to make some changes tonight.
On midsummer he told me (I have very vague memories) that he will say yes if I were to propose to him. I suppose that was some hint but I blame it on the booze...
My apartment, or our apartmenthunting, is not really progressing at all at the moment. When I come back from France I'm going to get my life back on track again.
I'm going to lose some weight, start working on my company, find a fierce job and a cool apartment. Or at least one of the four...
Off to lunch with Mr S now.
Take care!
/E
Song of the day: Don't talk just kiss - Right Said Fred (Thanks to Jezz)
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
I'm not asking for much...
All I need is a fierce apartment with a walk in closet, a terrace and no freaky neighbors. But that is apparently too much to ask for?!?!
Mr S wants a place he (or his carpenter-friend) can renovate. I want something new and fresh. Well, I can paint walls. Am actually pretty good at that but that's all the renovating I do. He is talking about new kitchen, tiles in the bathroom and knocking down walls.
I told him that I'll be somewhere far away when this takes place. And he said (the smooth talker): "Oh no, I need you to be right here with me since my life sucks without you"
So, I guess you'll see me knocking down walls sometime in the near future....:)
There was a weird smell in the kitchen this morning. I checked the fridge... nothing but then I checked the garbage and oh my god. I nearly puked! There was something leaking from the garbage and I will spare you the details but it grossed me out.
I have only 10 days to go until I'm on the riverboat in France. Can't wait. I need to sleep and be in the sun, get some really good laughs and just relax.
Tonight sis is coming over for dinner and the Football Game: Sweden vs England. I so hope Sweden wins but I do think it will be 0-0 or perhaps 1-1. If I have read the charts correctly 1-1 is just enough to get us through to the next round. I'm still quite upset with the French - they truly suck! Yesterday Spain beat Tunisia is a quite exciting game. I watched it on and off at work.
Dr C called also but I could answer as I was working. I'll call him back later and ask about the party. Hope the food was alright.
Mr S's ex kept calling for while but now he has told her to stop and apparently "go to hell", since she didn't get the message. It's odd how some people don't know when to quit. Obviously being dumped is never any fun but have some selfesteem and self respect!
I would bitch to my friends but I would NEVER call back and beg. (Here I conveniently forgot about the fact that I wanted Dr C back)
No I'm off to town to have lunch with my man and pick up some stuff that I need for France:)
Take care
Song of the day: La Camisa Negra - Juanes
Mr S wants a place he (or his carpenter-friend) can renovate. I want something new and fresh. Well, I can paint walls. Am actually pretty good at that but that's all the renovating I do. He is talking about new kitchen, tiles in the bathroom and knocking down walls.
I told him that I'll be somewhere far away when this takes place. And he said (the smooth talker): "Oh no, I need you to be right here with me since my life sucks without you"
So, I guess you'll see me knocking down walls sometime in the near future....:)
There was a weird smell in the kitchen this morning. I checked the fridge... nothing but then I checked the garbage and oh my god. I nearly puked! There was something leaking from the garbage and I will spare you the details but it grossed me out.
I have only 10 days to go until I'm on the riverboat in France. Can't wait. I need to sleep and be in the sun, get some really good laughs and just relax.
Tonight sis is coming over for dinner and the Football Game: Sweden vs England. I so hope Sweden wins but I do think it will be 0-0 or perhaps 1-1. If I have read the charts correctly 1-1 is just enough to get us through to the next round. I'm still quite upset with the French - they truly suck! Yesterday Spain beat Tunisia is a quite exciting game. I watched it on and off at work.
Dr C called also but I could answer as I was working. I'll call him back later and ask about the party. Hope the food was alright.
Mr S's ex kept calling for while but now he has told her to stop and apparently "go to hell", since she didn't get the message. It's odd how some people don't know when to quit. Obviously being dumped is never any fun but have some selfesteem and self respect!
I would bitch to my friends but I would NEVER call back and beg. (Here I conveniently forgot about the fact that I wanted Dr C back)
No I'm off to town to have lunch with my man and pick up some stuff that I need for France:)
Take care
Song of the day: La Camisa Negra - Juanes
Saturday, June 17, 2006
The next step
is cleaning out my closet to create some room for Mr S. He is officially moving in this weekend!
The Week from Hell is almost over... only 2 working days to go and I'm glad because I'm so tired. Am working at Huvudsta on Monday night, possibly the last time before the summer holidays.
Mr S and me were out having dinner yesterday. We were supposed to met at the restaurant at Bondegatan 57. It was very warm and sunny, as it is today, so I decided to walk. About halfway I realized that I should have... I was tired and sweaty and dying for a drink. The street system in Stockholm is usually quite logical. No 1 is opposite if No 2 and so on. Bondegatan doesn't work that way.... No 57 was opposite of no 78 and I started walking from no 1. Once I got to the restaurant I ordered two dry martinis for Mr S and myself. He arrived moments after me, in a cab, looking fresh and rested. I managed first to spill most of the drink on the table and over the menu and then I dropped a fork on the floor.... not my night.
Dinner was nice, very modest prices but it felt like money well spent.
Mr S told me that his mum is dying to met with me. Christ! I wonder if she is one of those "no one is good enough for my son"-kind of moms.
His ex called during dinner. I don't really mind them talking in spite of the fact that she hasn't given up on trying to get him back. But while we are out having dinner for the first time in a week I wish he would be on the phone with anyone. It's quite rude actually. He told me that next time she calls he'll hand the phone over to me so I can answer. Then she won't call again....believe me ;)
Spoke to Dr C a few times this week since I was handling the food for his party yesterday. I was invited but I never went. I think he has gotten the picture now. It's not that I mind seeing him but it feels kind of pointless now. We don't have that much in common. It's not that I regret having spent time with him but it just over now.
Tuesday it's the Big Game for the Swedish soccerteam. We are facing Svennis and the English guys and are under the pressure to preferably win but a draw is ok too.
I found my passport and I wish I would have time to get a new one issued. I look like a hobbit in the photo so I'm not looking forward to showing it to the French custom... I wonder what it is about passports. No matter how fierce you'd usually look in a photo - the passport is always ugly.
I am so looking forward to my 12 days in France :) It will be all about wine and food and shopping...
Take care!
Song of the day: So high - John Legend
The Week from Hell is almost over... only 2 working days to go and I'm glad because I'm so tired. Am working at Huvudsta on Monday night, possibly the last time before the summer holidays.
Mr S and me were out having dinner yesterday. We were supposed to met at the restaurant at Bondegatan 57. It was very warm and sunny, as it is today, so I decided to walk. About halfway I realized that I should have... I was tired and sweaty and dying for a drink. The street system in Stockholm is usually quite logical. No 1 is opposite if No 2 and so on. Bondegatan doesn't work that way.... No 57 was opposite of no 78 and I started walking from no 1. Once I got to the restaurant I ordered two dry martinis for Mr S and myself. He arrived moments after me, in a cab, looking fresh and rested. I managed first to spill most of the drink on the table and over the menu and then I dropped a fork on the floor.... not my night.
Dinner was nice, very modest prices but it felt like money well spent.
Mr S told me that his mum is dying to met with me. Christ! I wonder if she is one of those "no one is good enough for my son"-kind of moms.
His ex called during dinner. I don't really mind them talking in spite of the fact that she hasn't given up on trying to get him back. But while we are out having dinner for the first time in a week I wish he would be on the phone with anyone. It's quite rude actually. He told me that next time she calls he'll hand the phone over to me so I can answer. Then she won't call again....believe me ;)
Spoke to Dr C a few times this week since I was handling the food for his party yesterday. I was invited but I never went. I think he has gotten the picture now. It's not that I mind seeing him but it feels kind of pointless now. We don't have that much in common. It's not that I regret having spent time with him but it just over now.
Tuesday it's the Big Game for the Swedish soccerteam. We are facing Svennis and the English guys and are under the pressure to preferably win but a draw is ok too.
I found my passport and I wish I would have time to get a new one issued. I look like a hobbit in the photo so I'm not looking forward to showing it to the French custom... I wonder what it is about passports. No matter how fierce you'd usually look in a photo - the passport is always ugly.
I am so looking forward to my 12 days in France :) It will be all about wine and food and shopping...
Take care!
Song of the day: So high - John Legend
Sunday, June 11, 2006
Apartment hunting
I'm looking for a new place or actually Mr S and I are looking for a new place. Living together in my apartment might be a bit optimistic.... I have after all only one room and a huge amount of shoes scattered over 46 sq. M. I was working today so he went to 5 different apartments but didn't like any of them. Personally I hate looking at apartments. It feels like coming over to someone's place where I'm not welcome. He will officially move in here on August 1st but he already spends most of the time here.
Today summer really hit Stockholm. I love it, or would have loved it if I hadn't had to work all day. In my backyard there is a barbecue that we used today so the day ended in a nice way.
Yesterday I was at my aunt's 60th birthday. My dad made me choose the wine we gave her and then he embarrassed me by making me give a speech about the wine at the party. After having eaten a lot of food, the food was great, I met up with Mr S to go to PLF & T for T's birthday party. Once we got there most people where totally wasted. It's something about their parties, once you enter the door you just get automatically drunk. I tried not to drink to much since I had to get up for work this morning but Mr S went with the flow and sunk 2 bottles of wine.
Friday we went shopping after work i. e. Mr S stood in the dressing room trying on everything I threw his way. He always wears black - how dull isn't that?!?! But I'm working on it so now he owns a beige jacket, several different colored shirts and pants :) Then we went home and watched a few episodes of "Sex and the City". He claims that he learns a lot about women by watching it. I'm just amazed that he hasn't seen it before...
Next week will be the Week from Hell! I'm working Monday and Tuesday at Huvudsta and then Wednesday - Sunday at the coffehouse. In a week moment I promised Dr C to help him arrange another party on Friday. I don't really know when I'll find the time to do the shopping for this but since I've promised I'll better deliver...
Ah, and I found my passport. It was in the kitchen. I do amaze myself sometimes....
Take care
/love E
Song of the day: Give my Life - Army of Lovers
Today summer really hit Stockholm. I love it, or would have loved it if I hadn't had to work all day. In my backyard there is a barbecue that we used today so the day ended in a nice way.
Yesterday I was at my aunt's 60th birthday. My dad made me choose the wine we gave her and then he embarrassed me by making me give a speech about the wine at the party. After having eaten a lot of food, the food was great, I met up with Mr S to go to PLF & T for T's birthday party. Once we got there most people where totally wasted. It's something about their parties, once you enter the door you just get automatically drunk. I tried not to drink to much since I had to get up for work this morning but Mr S went with the flow and sunk 2 bottles of wine.
Friday we went shopping after work i. e. Mr S stood in the dressing room trying on everything I threw his way. He always wears black - how dull isn't that?!?! But I'm working on it so now he owns a beige jacket, several different colored shirts and pants :) Then we went home and watched a few episodes of "Sex and the City". He claims that he learns a lot about women by watching it. I'm just amazed that he hasn't seen it before...
Next week will be the Week from Hell! I'm working Monday and Tuesday at Huvudsta and then Wednesday - Sunday at the coffehouse. In a week moment I promised Dr C to help him arrange another party on Friday. I don't really know when I'll find the time to do the shopping for this but since I've promised I'll better deliver...
Ah, and I found my passport. It was in the kitchen. I do amaze myself sometimes....
Take care
/love E
Song of the day: Give my Life - Army of Lovers
Thursday, June 08, 2006
Wrapped up
(No updates in while, sorry about that)
I truly believe that Mr S used to be an octopus in a previous life. He has a way of wrapping his arms and legs around me when he sleeps. All this makes me hot, and not in a good and pleasant way so I shove my elbow in his guts and he moves away. 5 mns later he's back there again...
It is nice however to sleep in he same bed with someone. He practically lives here now. His apartment lease in ending in July, his company rents the apartment for him, so he is looking for another place. Or actually we are looking - he wants me to move in with him.... I'm not sure. On one hand to would be great but on the other I keep thinking that we have only known eachother for about one month and what if it would end...
Well, I have some time to decide.
Dr C called me again. I screened his calls for a while but I got to curious of what he wanted so I called him back. He wants me to arrange another party for him. He pays me so why not. Mr S is cool with it. I wish he could be just a little jealous, maybe he is because he said that he was sure that Dr C wants me back "he'd be stupid not to". He have a way with words this man :)
With him living here it means that his stuff are also here. I don't mind that fact that he brought his 42" flatscreen TV but the rest of it.... computer stuff, ties, belts, shirts, pants....
The family dinner went very well. The folks seemed to like Mr S very much. And we ran into them again on Monday when sis' choir gave a concert.
Right now I am so looking forward to the riverboat holiday. It's less than 3 weeks away (note to self: find passport). Mr S asked if he could join us Paris but I think I'm gonna say no to that. This trip is about my friends and I. Mr S and I have any opportunity to go to Paris just the 2 of us later.
Big shoutout to M&M who got engaged last weekend :)
Take care
/E
Song of the day: Cuddly Toy - Roachford
I truly believe that Mr S used to be an octopus in a previous life. He has a way of wrapping his arms and legs around me when he sleeps. All this makes me hot, and not in a good and pleasant way so I shove my elbow in his guts and he moves away. 5 mns later he's back there again...
It is nice however to sleep in he same bed with someone. He practically lives here now. His apartment lease in ending in July, his company rents the apartment for him, so he is looking for another place. Or actually we are looking - he wants me to move in with him.... I'm not sure. On one hand to would be great but on the other I keep thinking that we have only known eachother for about one month and what if it would end...
Well, I have some time to decide.
Dr C called me again. I screened his calls for a while but I got to curious of what he wanted so I called him back. He wants me to arrange another party for him. He pays me so why not. Mr S is cool with it. I wish he could be just a little jealous, maybe he is because he said that he was sure that Dr C wants me back "he'd be stupid not to". He have a way with words this man :)
With him living here it means that his stuff are also here. I don't mind that fact that he brought his 42" flatscreen TV but the rest of it.... computer stuff, ties, belts, shirts, pants....
The family dinner went very well. The folks seemed to like Mr S very much. And we ran into them again on Monday when sis' choir gave a concert.
Right now I am so looking forward to the riverboat holiday. It's less than 3 weeks away (note to self: find passport). Mr S asked if he could join us Paris but I think I'm gonna say no to that. This trip is about my friends and I. Mr S and I have any opportunity to go to Paris just the 2 of us later.
Big shoutout to M&M who got engaged last weekend :)
Take care
/E
Song of the day: Cuddly Toy - Roachford
Friday, June 02, 2006
Salmon and wine
I'm on my own tonight, not single - just on my own. Mr S is in Malmoe helping his ex-girlfriend to move. Apparently they planned this several weeks ago and he did offer not to go if I wouldn't think it was ok. I acted like an adult and said it was fine... I guess it is, I'm sure enough of him. Now, the girl apparently hates my guts. According to Mr S they were never really a couple, they were just sleeping together. She, on the other hand, thought of him as her boyfriend and planned to move in with him...
Well, we'll see what happens.
So, tonight I'm on my own so I picked up a nice peace of salmon, some shrimps and some wine and I'm enjoying my meal in front of the TV.
This week has been very nice. I've worked a lot and spent a lot of time with Mr S. He prefers my apartment to his (so do I ;)) so we spent most of the time here.
The advantages of dating a guy who works with internet security is that he got one of his consultants to fix my wireless internet. So now it's up and running and he did something to my computer so it's much faster than it used to be :)
Tomorrow sis is having her very delayed birthdayparty. I already gave her a gift so for tomorrow I'm going to make her a cd with some party music.
Mr S is coming with me to her party and on Sunday it's the big Meet the Parents-day. My parents can be quite odd sometime so I hope they'll at least try to act somewhat normal... They did apologize for their strange behavior last weekend.
Now I'm going to enjoy some more wine, some candy and the movie Casino.
Goodness, I miss Mr S....
Take care
Song of the day: Hips don't lie - Shakira feat Wyclef
Well, we'll see what happens.
So, tonight I'm on my own so I picked up a nice peace of salmon, some shrimps and some wine and I'm enjoying my meal in front of the TV.
This week has been very nice. I've worked a lot and spent a lot of time with Mr S. He prefers my apartment to his (so do I ;)) so we spent most of the time here.
The advantages of dating a guy who works with internet security is that he got one of his consultants to fix my wireless internet. So now it's up and running and he did something to my computer so it's much faster than it used to be :)
Tomorrow sis is having her very delayed birthdayparty. I already gave her a gift so for tomorrow I'm going to make her a cd with some party music.
Mr S is coming with me to her party and on Sunday it's the big Meet the Parents-day. My parents can be quite odd sometime so I hope they'll at least try to act somewhat normal... They did apologize for their strange behavior last weekend.
Now I'm going to enjoy some more wine, some candy and the movie Casino.
Goodness, I miss Mr S....
Take care
Song of the day: Hips don't lie - Shakira feat Wyclef
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