Archive for June, 2006

Back from the beauty parlor.

Thursday, June 29th, 2006

As expected, she opted for the shoulder-length cut I think it looks really nice (it really is even at the bottom, she’s just standing with her head cocked a little).

Click on the thumbnails below to see what Herself thinks:

(P.S. Is it just me, or does she sort of have a Jodie Foster look [...]

Hair today?

Wednesday, June 28th, 2006

Lydia’s hair is a constant source of conflict between her and me. To reduce the issue to its simplest terms, I want it combed and she doesn’t want it combed. She has an appointment tomorrow afternoon for a haircut, and I’ve put my best efforts into bribing her to take off more than [...]

Pensive

Sunday, June 25th, 2006

Too Much Banana for Just Any Old Guard

Saturday, June 24th, 2006

Banana Guards are the talk of some of my friends’ blogs lately, so a picture of this rare specimen seemed topical. I don’t know how well you can tell from the picture, but this is a whole lotta banana … from end to end it measures 24 centimeters (that’s 9½ inches, boys and [...]

Holiday

Friday, June 23rd, 2006

So tonight is Midsummer’s Eve here in Sweden. Nationwide, it’s probably the biggest party day/night of the year, but as usual, we’re not partaking in the festivities. Olof says he’s never been a big Midsummer person, so I haven’t been able to get the hang of how the celebrating is properly done. [...]

World Cup

Wednesday, June 21st, 2006

So, we can all sleep well tonight now that Sweden didn’t lose to England. (Of course, they didn’t win, either, but why split hairs?) After sitting through the entire game, I’m more than ever convinced that I’ll never be a soccer fan.

Hide-and-Seek

Monday, June 19th, 2006

It’s both impressive and terrible how dirty the face of a runny-nosed baby can get. Even armed with ten-packs of tissue and fistfuls of baby wipes I can’t stay ahead of the snot. It’s all over her hands and face and clothes and my hands and face and clothes and just about every [...]

Does he know something I don’t?

Sunday, June 18th, 2006

Earlier this evening I stood by the window and looked out at the sky. “It might rain,” I judged.
Tage stood beside me and took an appraising look of his own. “It might not rain,” he said.
It’s hard to say whether he has an interest in the weather, or merely in being contrary. [...]

In lieu of words, again

Thursday, June 15th, 2006

 

Out with the Old, In with the New

Wednesday, June 14th, 2006

The first summer I lived in Sweden I got a pair of Skechers sandals and they’ve served me well over the past five years. Lately, though, the velcro straps haven’t been holding as well as they should and rather than try to repair them, I decided that a new pair was in order. (For [...]