It is when you’re a kid whose birthday is September 1, at any rate. Lydia has been so keyed up all day about her birthday tomorrow that she’s only just now fallen asleep, at nearly midnight on a school night. Somehow I don’t think she’ll have any trouble getting up tomorrow, though.

I don’t know if it’s writer’s block or ennui or just plain laziness, but I feel as though I’ve got absolutely nothing to say lately. I haven’t posted anything of substance here for far too long, and I’ve been more or less ignoríng my email. I owe long, thoughtful emails to at least four or… Read More Monday

Moments before Petra grabbed Lydia’s earring and nearly ripped it out of her ear.  Much screaming ensued, Tage’s hand was stomped in in the melee, and nothing’s been quite the same since.

You’ll all remember this post, surely, in which I detailed Lydia’s yearning for this season’s “it” footwear, Crocs. Taking pity on her eldest grandchild, my mother searched out a pair-paying less than half of what they’d have cost in Sweden–and sent them winging across the Atlantic via USPS Express Mail. Using her handy-dandy tracking number,… Read More Best Present EVER!

After seven long weeks away from the grindstone, Olof is back to it bright and early tomorrow morning. I don’t envy him having to try to get back into the groove of work after such a long vacation, but he says he’s ready. Less ready is Lydia, but ready or not, her vacation also ends… Read More All good things must come to an end.

but I won’t believe you.

At long last we’re getting some of that rain that everyone in southern Sweden has been bragging complaining about for the past couple of weeks. It’s been coming down off and on all day, which is fantastic for both my mood and my lawn. It was still wretchedly muggy earlier today, but at least it’s… Read More Who Moved My Bonbons?

We went live this morning with a brand-new issue of Mosaic Minds. There’s some really great stuff there this time, so give it a look!

It’s shameful the way I’ve neglected my blog lately, and I assure you that I am indeed ashamed. I can’t say for sure what’s kept me from posting. We have been pretty busy with friends and family and home improvements and Mosaic Minds and getting ready for back-to-school/back-to-work and various other activities, but there’s been… Read More Long Time

When I was a kid, grade-school age, my mom studied at a college in a town two hours’ drive from where we lived. (Sidenote: when I got old enough to drive it myself, I discovered that the drive really takes most people only one hour, but my mom’s leisurely manner of driving is a topic… Read More Ice Cream Sunday