Saturday I was planning on sewing new curtains for the kitchen. I had the bases all done from before but had taken the toppers off to switch them out for something new.
Isabel was going hiking all day and Rickard and Sofia were leaving for their shorter hike. I dropped them all off then sped back home to get started.
Once home I had to start the dishwasher and a load of laundry and then I had to tidy up a bit and make some coffee. And then. No. Sewing was on the menu.
That's when the phone rang and my SIL asked me to look after her children since she had to go the ER with her husband. And her parents (my in-laws) weren't picking up the phone.
I told her to drop the kids off and to take their time. We had no plans all day (other than my sewing).
So I entertained F and A for a little while before packing them into the car to go fetch Rickard and Sofia from their hike.
Sofia was thrilled to have the cousins over and I think we'll have to schedule a few more playdates for them.
After we had served the kids lunch I did however manage to sneak in some sewing. Since the curtains were half done already I managed to finish one before I had to go fetch Isabel and by then the cousins had been picked up. Isabel was very sad.
She invited a friend over and that gave me some free time to finish up the second curtain as well.
Yesterday morning (Sunday) I got out of bed early since I couldn't sleep and did some bookkeeping for my company and then I proceeded to cut out fabric for the patchwork placemats I have planned.
I sewed one up last night but they took too long and I had a date with a cup of coffee and a tv-show so I had to take a break. I hope to finish the placemat tops tonight and maybe even cut out the backs and batting for them.
Fingers crossed. (And pics to come I promise)
Monday, March 12, 2012
Ironic
The irony of talking so much weight loss as I have these past few days and having crepes in my banner isn't lost on me.
I might do something about that too - or not. We'll see.
I might do something about that too - or not. We'll see.
Just once more
I said I wasn't going to talk much about my weight issues at least not here. And I won't.
But that said, I have another blog where I try to keep track of weight stuffs. Camille - thank you for your comment, I have tried to answer it there.
I am however celebrating a little today since I am once more able to use the bathroom scales. Not only because they once more have batteries but because I have lost enough weight for them to be bale to measure me.
Yes. That is how bad it was.
But that said, I have another blog where I try to keep track of weight stuffs. Camille - thank you for your comment, I have tried to answer it there.
I am however celebrating a little today since I am once more able to use the bathroom scales. Not only because they once more have batteries but because I have lost enough weight for them to be bale to measure me.
Yes. That is how bad it was.
Friday, March 9, 2012
Doing something about it
I wasn't going to post about this on this blog but I feel the need to report that in the past 5 weeks I have dropped 13 lbs in weight.
I'm following the Weight Watcher's program since that worked for me a couple of years ago. I have 28 lbs to go to my first goal post. After that I'll set a new goal and work towards that. This will be a long journey. Last time I was in Weight Watchers it took 13 months to reach my goal weight.
I expect this time to take as long or longer.
I do weigh-in on the weekends (Saturday), and I do them at home. In the morning. On the Wii Board since our bathroom scales doesn't have batteries in it.
I plan to measure my body (I have to do this either way since I plan to make myself some clothes) and mostly use that as a guide. My jeans are already falling down on my hips and I have to take them in a bit soon.
I will not be posting about it here every week or even every month. It's too personal.
I'm following the Weight Watcher's program since that worked for me a couple of years ago. I have 28 lbs to go to my first goal post. After that I'll set a new goal and work towards that. This will be a long journey. Last time I was in Weight Watchers it took 13 months to reach my goal weight.
I expect this time to take as long or longer.
I do weigh-in on the weekends (Saturday), and I do them at home. In the morning. On the Wii Board since our bathroom scales doesn't have batteries in it.
I plan to measure my body (I have to do this either way since I plan to make myself some clothes) and mostly use that as a guide. My jeans are already falling down on my hips and I have to take them in a bit soon.
I will not be posting about it here every week or even every month. It's too personal.
Sick again
Well, wow.
A week and a few days ago I wrote about how our Winter Sports Vacation had suck because I got sick. Well let me tell you. A common flu (not the stomach bug kind) has nothing on a raging strep throat!
I had shipped the girls off to my parents on Friday March 2nd so Rickard and I could go out to have dinner and maybe catch a movie.
We decided to meet at the newly opened Starbucks (Yay!) in town so we could check it out. Also they have rebuilt the whole Central Station and I haven't been there for so long since I never take the bus any more.
We ended up getting some dinner at our favourite restaurant Chilli right next to Grand Square, but I felt the entire time that I was starting to get a sore throat.
So instead of dessert and a movie we decided to take the bus home and watch something there instead.
It was cold outside and I felt a chill coming on and once we were home my throat hurt and I was shivering.
I woke up in the night with a high fever and I had really weird dreams.
Saturday was spent on the sofa. I didn't eat much all day since I couldn't really swallow so I mostly slept and felt sorry for myself.
The girls came home in the afternoon and my parents quickly fled the scene. We were supposed to make them dinner but they declined. I didn't mind. I still had a pretty high fever.
I had hoped to last until the regular doctor's office opened on Monday before I got medicine but on Sunday morning I felt I couldn't really wait much longer.
So we drove to town to go to the doctor's office that's open on evenings and weekends. I fear it would take forever but they were pretty efficient there and it only took 90 minutes before I had a prescription to pick up at the pharmacy.
Monday was spent on the sofa as well and my throat was still really sore. I got caught up on "Upstairs, Downstairs". I lived off rose hip soup (mmm, yum) and soft thin-bread.
Tuesday I was back at work and finally I could feel the soreness in my throat was dissipating. And today I'm mostly back to normal although I get tired and dizzy pretty quickly if I strain myself. It's sad - I can't even bend over to put on my boots before I see spots before my eyes.
If there is an agency who dole out these illnesses and they are listening can I just say that I am done now. I don't need another bout of illness, Thank you. I'm all set for the rest of the year.
Thank you to all you sweet friends who showed me sympathy last weekend and this week.
A week and a few days ago I wrote about how our Winter Sports Vacation had suck because I got sick. Well let me tell you. A common flu (not the stomach bug kind) has nothing on a raging strep throat!
I had shipped the girls off to my parents on Friday March 2nd so Rickard and I could go out to have dinner and maybe catch a movie.
We decided to meet at the newly opened Starbucks (Yay!) in town so we could check it out. Also they have rebuilt the whole Central Station and I haven't been there for so long since I never take the bus any more.
We ended up getting some dinner at our favourite restaurant Chilli right next to Grand Square, but I felt the entire time that I was starting to get a sore throat.
So instead of dessert and a movie we decided to take the bus home and watch something there instead.
It was cold outside and I felt a chill coming on and once we were home my throat hurt and I was shivering.
I woke up in the night with a high fever and I had really weird dreams.
Saturday was spent on the sofa. I didn't eat much all day since I couldn't really swallow so I mostly slept and felt sorry for myself.
The girls came home in the afternoon and my parents quickly fled the scene. We were supposed to make them dinner but they declined. I didn't mind. I still had a pretty high fever.
I had hoped to last until the regular doctor's office opened on Monday before I got medicine but on Sunday morning I felt I couldn't really wait much longer.
So we drove to town to go to the doctor's office that's open on evenings and weekends. I fear it would take forever but they were pretty efficient there and it only took 90 minutes before I had a prescription to pick up at the pharmacy.
Monday was spent on the sofa as well and my throat was still really sore. I got caught up on "Upstairs, Downstairs". I lived off rose hip soup (mmm, yum) and soft thin-bread.
Tuesday I was back at work and finally I could feel the soreness in my throat was dissipating. And today I'm mostly back to normal although I get tired and dizzy pretty quickly if I strain myself. It's sad - I can't even bend over to put on my boots before I see spots before my eyes.
If there is an agency who dole out these illnesses and they are listening can I just say that I am done now. I don't need another bout of illness, Thank you. I'm all set for the rest of the year.
Thank you to all you sweet friends who showed me sympathy last weekend and this week.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
An Unexpected Journey
I am reading The Hobbit to Isabel in the evenings. It's been a long journey, not only for Bilbo and his dwarf friends but for us as well. I think we started reading in October and only last night did we get to the chapter where the dwarves find out the dragon is slain.
Last week the dwarves had finally arrived at The Lonely Mountain, after a long and arduous journey and were coaxing Bilbo to sneak into the dragon's den. The conversation between Bilbo and the dragon that followed is a very suspenseful piece of writing and I did my very best to read it with feeling and dramatic flair.
Isabel enjoyed the reading (at least that's what she told me) but Sofia was less impressed.
She fell asleep just as Smaug teased Bilbo with what he had figured out about him and his friends and where they came from. I guess we will have to read it again to her in a few year's time.
The dialogue got an added depth because in my head I could hear the lines being said by Martin Freeman and Benedict Cumberbatch who are cast to play Bilbo and Smaug respectively. Their voices are very clear in my mind since they also star as Watson and Sherlock in the recent BBC production of Sherlock. I have seen both series 1 and 2 several times and know the material very well.
It was a fun read for us all.
But Sofia didn't think so.
Last week the dwarves had finally arrived at The Lonely Mountain, after a long and arduous journey and were coaxing Bilbo to sneak into the dragon's den. The conversation between Bilbo and the dragon that followed is a very suspenseful piece of writing and I did my very best to read it with feeling and dramatic flair.
Isabel enjoyed the reading (at least that's what she told me) but Sofia was less impressed.
She fell asleep just as Smaug teased Bilbo with what he had figured out about him and his friends and where they came from. I guess we will have to read it again to her in a few year's time.
The dialogue got an added depth because in my head I could hear the lines being said by Martin Freeman and Benedict Cumberbatch who are cast to play Bilbo and Smaug respectively. Their voices are very clear in my mind since they also star as Watson and Sherlock in the recent BBC production of Sherlock. I have seen both series 1 and 2 several times and know the material very well.
It was a fun read for us all.
But Sofia didn't think so.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
House of Pestilence
Well, this has been one of the crappier weeks.
I started it off on Thursday the week before feeling a bit under the weather. I have had a cough all winter and it just won't budge so even though I had a bit to get done I took Thursday off as a sickday to see if a day's rest couldn't help me along. Friday I still felt off but I went to the office to finish up the last items on my to-do-list that couldn't wait until I got back from my vacation.
Week 8 is traditionally the Winter Sport Holiday for school kids in our part of Sweden and I had taken the time off to be with the girls at home and maybe do some fun stuffs.
The girls spent Saturday - Monday at the in-law's and had a blast. We took advantage of them being away by going to IKEA to get a new book case for our kitchen china. It turned out really well.
Anyway - Monday rolled along and Rickard said he felt a little weird. He was coughing a lot and he felt feverish but he went to work anyway. I stayed home and had a relaxing morning before going to fetch the girls at noon.
When Rickard came home that night he was definitely not well. He had a high fever and he coughed the whole evening and night.
I felt bad about transferring my cold to him but there wasn't much I could do about it. He was scheduled to visit a customer 300 km away on the Tuesday and it was an important visit so despite a fever of 39.3 C he got in the car at 5 am to drive the 300 km twice in one day.
He threw in the towel at 3 pm and drove home and came to Malmö at 6:30 pm and did little else than take a shower and then crashing in bed. Only to get up at the usual time the next day because he had to give a class at the office that had been scheduled since way back and there were people from India flying in to take the class specifically. And of course no back up.
During the night I had started feeling ill as well and on Wednesday when he dragged his feet to work I stayed home with the girls again but this time I had a fever too. Both girls got to play on the computer and watch movies to their hearts' content since I wasn't good for much besides lying on the sofa under a thick blanket and help them change the movie.
Thursday I still had a high fever but I had a doctor's appointment for me and a nurse's visit for Sofia to take care of - and no car. So my Mum came in to lend me her car and to take care of the girls while I was away.
It was also my birthday which made me feel extra miserable for being sick. As soon as I came back from the doctor she took off to minimize the risk of catching it.
Turns out what Rickard and I both had was most likely the flu. Apparently there was a surge in reported flu cases this week all over Sweden. I was so happy it wasn't a stomach flu though. That would have sucked on so many levels.
Both girls are still well and are supposed to go back to school/daycare tomorrow. Rickard plans to stay home and I still have a slight fever and can't decide if I should go back to work and risk passing it on to my co-workers or if I should just stay home as well. I think I'll give my boss a ring tomorrow morning - I have to come in late anyway since we have a meeting with Isabel's teacher in the morning.
The one fun point this week though was that we got a new little Princess in Sweden on Thursday who thus shares my birthday. Our Crown Princess Victoria gave birth to her first child, a girl on the 23rd. So I can look forward to celebrating my birthday on a Flag day in the future - maybe not just yet though since she's only second in the succession line.
They named her H.R.H. Princess Estelle Silvia Ewa Mary of Sweden. She will be called Estelle. It's not a common Swedish name at all and not a traditional Royal name either so of course it has sparked a lot of debate and controversy already. As such things tend to do.
I started it off on Thursday the week before feeling a bit under the weather. I have had a cough all winter and it just won't budge so even though I had a bit to get done I took Thursday off as a sickday to see if a day's rest couldn't help me along. Friday I still felt off but I went to the office to finish up the last items on my to-do-list that couldn't wait until I got back from my vacation.
Week 8 is traditionally the Winter Sport Holiday for school kids in our part of Sweden and I had taken the time off to be with the girls at home and maybe do some fun stuffs.
The girls spent Saturday - Monday at the in-law's and had a blast. We took advantage of them being away by going to IKEA to get a new book case for our kitchen china. It turned out really well.
Anyway - Monday rolled along and Rickard said he felt a little weird. He was coughing a lot and he felt feverish but he went to work anyway. I stayed home and had a relaxing morning before going to fetch the girls at noon.
When Rickard came home that night he was definitely not well. He had a high fever and he coughed the whole evening and night.
I felt bad about transferring my cold to him but there wasn't much I could do about it. He was scheduled to visit a customer 300 km away on the Tuesday and it was an important visit so despite a fever of 39.3 C he got in the car at 5 am to drive the 300 km twice in one day.
He threw in the towel at 3 pm and drove home and came to Malmö at 6:30 pm and did little else than take a shower and then crashing in bed. Only to get up at the usual time the next day because he had to give a class at the office that had been scheduled since way back and there were people from India flying in to take the class specifically. And of course no back up.
During the night I had started feeling ill as well and on Wednesday when he dragged his feet to work I stayed home with the girls again but this time I had a fever too. Both girls got to play on the computer and watch movies to their hearts' content since I wasn't good for much besides lying on the sofa under a thick blanket and help them change the movie.
Thursday I still had a high fever but I had a doctor's appointment for me and a nurse's visit for Sofia to take care of - and no car. So my Mum came in to lend me her car and to take care of the girls while I was away.
It was also my birthday which made me feel extra miserable for being sick. As soon as I came back from the doctor she took off to minimize the risk of catching it.
Turns out what Rickard and I both had was most likely the flu. Apparently there was a surge in reported flu cases this week all over Sweden. I was so happy it wasn't a stomach flu though. That would have sucked on so many levels.
Both girls are still well and are supposed to go back to school/daycare tomorrow. Rickard plans to stay home and I still have a slight fever and can't decide if I should go back to work and risk passing it on to my co-workers or if I should just stay home as well. I think I'll give my boss a ring tomorrow morning - I have to come in late anyway since we have a meeting with Isabel's teacher in the morning.
The one fun point this week though was that we got a new little Princess in Sweden on Thursday who thus shares my birthday. Our Crown Princess Victoria gave birth to her first child, a girl on the 23rd. So I can look forward to celebrating my birthday on a Flag day in the future - maybe not just yet though since she's only second in the succession line.
They named her H.R.H. Princess Estelle Silvia Ewa Mary of Sweden. She will be called Estelle. It's not a common Swedish name at all and not a traditional Royal name either so of course it has sparked a lot of debate and controversy already. As such things tend to do.
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