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Progress

Finally, after a week, I’m feeling mostly better. The antibiotics worked quickly enough on the inflammation, but the exhaustion and flu-like symptoms have taken longer to recede and I’m only now feeling up to dealing with the household on my own for a full day. Poor Olof is probably dying to go in to the… Read More Progress

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Malaise

Wow, what a couple of days this has been. Everything was going along normally on Thursday, but between Tage’s and my two violin classes on Thursday evening I starting feeling sort of stiff and achy, and got steadiily worse throughout our forty-five-minute-long group lesson. I had been planning on stopping by the grocery store on… Read More Malaise

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Milling around

Some weeks ago, for reasons I can’t remember now, I developed an intense interest in acquiring an elecric grain mill and grinding my own flour. Ever the skeptic, Olof refused to encourage this interest, but I carried on undeterred, reading and reading and reading some more until I settled on this one as just the… Read More Milling around

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Mushroom, mushroom

Olof and I made a trip to town this afternoon with only the baby in tow, and I don’t mind saying it was a nice little break. It was one of those tricky spring days that looks warmer than it is, and though I should know better by now, I left the house without my… Read More Mushroom, mushroom

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Countdown

So March has arrived, which means that in two weeks or so I should find out whether or not I’m accepted to the master’s program I applied to last fall. I’m more nervous than I like to admit, both that I won’t and that I will get in. I do want to make the cut,… Read More Countdown

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Race day

Vasaloppet is an annual cross-country ski race in Sweden, held every year on the first Sunday of March. Many schools and sports groups organize a junior version of the event, called “Lilla Vasaloppet,” and today was the day here in our small town. It was a nice morning for it, with blues skies and no… Read More Race day

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Plans

I just made a hotel reservation for Lydia and me to take a little mother-daughter overnight trip up to Piteå over the Easter break. She’s a little miffed that we’re not going over the sports break two weeks from now, but I know from experience that another month’s paycheck will come in handy on such… Read More Plans

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On my best behavior

So Lydia has a new boyfriend. We haven’t met him yet, but he already gets a big thumbs-up from us for wanting to help her paint her bedroom, a task that’s been hanging over my head for months. As a matter of fact, he’s upstairs right now, hard at work (I assume), but we’ve been… Read More On my best behavior

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Tiny toes

Earlier today Brynja took this picture of her newest cousin, 2½-week-old Knut. I think it’s safe to say that she was more interested in the camera than in the baby, which probably worked to everyone’s advantage.