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Oatmeal cookies

The might not look very good, haha, but they were tasty! Super-sweet but tasty!

I just watched the new TV-serie Revenge for the first time today. It seems really good!

Baking

Hello mates!

I’m waiting for my cookies to be ready. I found this recipe at Sweet Pea’s kitchen . I’m still to find out what they taste like!

Sunday-morning

Good morning!

How was your Saturday?

We spent the day in Borås, shopping – except that I didn’t shop at all. I couldn’t find anything in the stores that I wanted! The only one who shopped was my Dad and Mum haha. It was a nice day though, and for lunch we had Thai buffé, YUM!

We got back home around 5 and I don’t know why time ran away so quickly, but I decided to take the 7 o’ clock train to Gothenburg to meet up with my friends. At the station in Vårgårda, once again, I met someone foreign! It’s so funny! I think it was a week ago since I met the awesome Cuban who was lost, and now I met two Spanish guys who had a friend here in my town.

In Gothenburg we went to a pub for a quick shot haha, and then continued on to a place where we could dance salsa.

On the train back home we talked about everything and nothing – it was a good night!

Hairspray

Did I tell you how good Hairspray is?!?!!?

And John Legend is a beautiful man, from one thing to another.

COOOLD

Today when I went for a walk with my friend Maria it was so cold that after 5 minutes my thighs were hurting, and when I got back home 30 minutes later, I couldn’t even feel my own legs when I sat down on the toilet and they were so extremely red that it looked sick! It took me maybe an hour, a wool blanket and three heat bags to get me back to normal temperature.

Stupid me not wearing more clothes then!! But I seriously thought that I had read -4 on the thermometer, but when I got back home I saw that it was actually -10! If I would have known I would have worn more clothes for sure!

Then my sister and I took grandma home, and had a look at her old clothes for something fun. But all I found was a pair of mittens, some stockings and a pair of gorgeous ear rings! It’s so nice though to look through all her old stuff, stuff that no longer exist, or stuff that has a history behind them.

Grandma showed us her old washboard. I didn’t really get if she had ever used it or not though. Maybe her mother. 

Thursday

Today I’m not working. My grandma is here for a visit right now and then we’re probably going to take her home and have a look in her wardrobe for old cool clothes

I bought this painting from an artist in Kibera, the slum in Nairobi, Kenya. Everytime I see it it makes me happy. I payed A LOT for it, and not until after I realised it was probably more than one month’s wages. But he deserved it.

Wednesday night

I had the best Wednesday night last night ever!

My twin friends turned 22, so we started off having a really delicious ”old-lady-cake” at their place, and then we went out to a pizza shop here in my town which serves wine, hahaha!

It’s so funny ’cause we’re something like 10 000 people living in my town, we don’t have a pub, but four pizza shops. And who wants to go out here? Nothing happens here on a Wednesday night, and there is nothing to see.

But we had a grand time! Since they most of the time come in a pair, it’s double fun!

We spent maybe 5 hours just drinking and talking and eating chips. On the way back home we danced on the street in the snow.

I love everyday luxury.

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There’s so much to learn!

Pallet racket crash

Not really, but today I drove my forklift into a pallet racket at work. I was talking to a colleague AS I WAS DRIVING backwards. Kind of stupid yes haha. But very slowly, and I actually forgot where in the warehouse I was. Cause I know there is a pallet racket there :p

Sorry for no pictures, but my phone won’t connect to my computer at the moment.

Dreams

I always dream very strange things. And last night was probably the most disturbing in a while. I dreamt that one of the truckdrivers at work, came to my home, where my dad and I were. He brought his little son and was just acting mean. Until he sat down next to me on the sofa and started cuddling with my hand. After this he got really aggressive, and I had to escape out my grandmother’s bathroom window (suddenly we were there). I ran to the train station to catch the next train back. As I’m on my way I get a text from my Mom saying that the truckdriver and Dad went to the garage (grandma doesn’t have a garage) to sort this out on their own. I started crying loudly and tried to call the police from my iPhone. But since iPhone is stupid it kept typing the wrong numbers or not getting through. I was so pissed off with my phone!

And then I don’t remember more!

It’s crazy how your brain can make things up like this. And my brain is the master!