I just realized that this is the first New Year’s since I moved to Sweden that I am neither pregnant nor breastfeeding. Too bad I didn’t remember that before all the liquor stores closed up shop for the holiday.

Olof took vacation last week and this, but unfortunately for him he’s spent more hours shoveling snow than resting, relaxing, or playing his new video games. After a week or more of already-significant snowfall, we got 28 inches of new snow yesterday, and probably another eight or ten inches today. Lydia and I braved the… Read More And it doesn’t show signs of stopping …

I love this picture of Asbjørn, so calm in the middle of all the action. It’s him to a T.

The kids have been out of school for four days now (19 to go!), and their bedtime is getting later every night. Which means that, in order that Olof and I have some mostly kid-free time to unwind, our own bedtime is getting later every night. This mightn’t be so bad, if it weren’t for… Read More Vacation

There’s a little Dan’l Boone in all of us: My mom found this cap a few weeks ago, and she knew it was just the thing for Tage, so she sent it without delay. The only downside, as far as the boy is concerned, is that every time he puts it on, he has to… Read More Rugged

Our old friend, the idiopathic stabbing headache, is playing a return engagement, showing up just behind my left ear last Wednesday evening and apparently hell-bent on staying on, despite having worn out its welcome days ago. Fucker. I have found an over-the-counter migraine medication that keeps the pain at bay relatively well, but it makes… Read More Unwelcome

We’ve got a busy day lined up tomorrow, which means I won’t be able to go back to bed after the kids go to school, which then means that I should have been in bed an hour ago, yet here I sit, waiting for Olof to finish working and Brynja to wind down enough that… Read More Hectic

So my neurologist called me this afternoon to follow up on our last appointment (which, by the way, took place eight months ago), and she figures it’s time for me to go back on interferon therapy. I balk a bit at the idea myself, so she said I should think it over and we can… Read More Slow-moving train