Before we arrived in Sweden, June was going down in history as the one of the wettest and coldest June's on record. It rained the first day we were here and then that was the end of that.
We have had a week and a half of beautiful weather! It's been pretty hot, for being here, with almost 86 degrees, but clear blue skies and pleasantly cool nights. Thank god for that since there's no A/C (Installing a/c would be a very costly investment for the two days/year when it's needed.). We sleep with all windows open and I try to create a cross draught (is that what its called?), but that comes with another problem; The fact that it gets light at 3 am and that the sun rises around 30 minutes later! We have shades in our bedroom, but in order to get the kids to no go bonkers at 5 am, we really need to keep all light sources to a minimum. We have put Sven's bed in the walk in closet, which, with the small window covered, is the darkest room by far. And this far it seems to work, he is basically sleeping until 8 am or so, so no complaints.
Anyways, I wasn't going to write about closets, because there really isn't much more to say about them, a closet's a closet, but I was going to write about how beautiful the Swedish summer can be. Perhaps you have to be born into it, and the long dark winter that preludes it, but to me there's just nothing more wonderful than Sweden this time of year. Everything is fresh, lush, green and just bright. People are happier and Stockholm is breath taking with all the water glimmering, sail boats and oh yeah, all the Russian and easter European tourists. They glimmer too. Perhaps not as crisp as the ocean, but with all the (fake) bling bling they put on they're quite a site too :-).
Oh and just so no one thinks I'm lazy: My spell checker doesn't work in blogger. Don't know why, but it's on strike. So sorry.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Welcome
Ok ok ok - I have thought about it long enough and since I have also come to terms with the fact that despite my stubbornness to only blog in Swedish - no english speaking person can understand a word of it, I am giving in and giving blogging in English a try :-).
But I must first force all the loyal what, three perhaps, readers to read the following disclaimer:
First: I am lousy english speller and I'm more than certain that my grammar sucks as much too. So, if you are going to be terribly offended by the misshandling of your beautiful language please don't be. Just laugh at me and move on. I will try my best to remember the spell checker, but I won't promise that I will use it as frequently as I should (It makes me very depressed to see everything I write underlined with red squiggly lines. Seriously, it's like there's a little evil english teacher inside my computer and all I can expect at the end of a post is a big fat F or something. Gaaah!). If you want perfect grammar this isn't the blogg for you and unfortunately nor is my Swedish one either. I just write and post, rarely do I read through and I most certainly should.
Second: Don't expect frequent updates. Again, I will try, but since I now have three blogs to juggle (the Swedish one, that takes priority as it is the oldest. There's also a food one, called "Food porn". Don't get excited, there's nothing but recepies there. In Swedish. Sorry.),
limited time in between Sven's crazy explorations and last but not least have yet to figure out how to get mobile blogging to work... Let's just say it's all a work in progress.
Third: I tend to write long posts. I know I should be quick and witty and update fifteen times a day, but that's just not me (Again, once I get a hang of the mobile thing, I can go really wild and crazy. But not there yet.). So it's ok if you don't want to read it all. No offence taken.
I think that's about it. No wait, there's one more thing! If I write for you, will you keep a dialog going and levae comments? There's nothing lonelier that thinking that no one cares about what you write... Well, it's ok if you don't, but please say so at least :-)! Thanks!
Now sign your name on the dotted line below, where you basically promise to leave me every earthly posession and your youngest child in the fine print, and you may continue to the next post. Yeeeeaaaayyyy, let's hang out!!
But I must first force all the loyal what, three perhaps, readers to read the following disclaimer:
First: I am lousy english speller and I'm more than certain that my grammar sucks as much too. So, if you are going to be terribly offended by the misshandling of your beautiful language please don't be. Just laugh at me and move on. I will try my best to remember the spell checker, but I won't promise that I will use it as frequently as I should (It makes me very depressed to see everything I write underlined with red squiggly lines. Seriously, it's like there's a little evil english teacher inside my computer and all I can expect at the end of a post is a big fat F or something. Gaaah!). If you want perfect grammar this isn't the blogg for you and unfortunately nor is my Swedish one either. I just write and post, rarely do I read through and I most certainly should.
Second: Don't expect frequent updates. Again, I will try, but since I now have three blogs to juggle (the Swedish one, that takes priority as it is the oldest. There's also a food one, called "Food porn". Don't get excited, there's nothing but recepies there. In Swedish. Sorry.),
limited time in between Sven's crazy explorations and last but not least have yet to figure out how to get mobile blogging to work... Let's just say it's all a work in progress.
Third: I tend to write long posts. I know I should be quick and witty and update fifteen times a day, but that's just not me (Again, once I get a hang of the mobile thing, I can go really wild and crazy. But not there yet.). So it's ok if you don't want to read it all. No offence taken.
I think that's about it. No wait, there's one more thing! If I write for you, will you keep a dialog going and levae comments? There's nothing lonelier that thinking that no one cares about what you write... Well, it's ok if you don't, but please say so at least :-)! Thanks!
Now sign your name on the dotted line below, where you basically promise to leave me every earthly posession and your youngest child in the fine print, and you may continue to the next post. Yeeeeaaaayyyy, let's hang out!!
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