Showing posts from January, 2014

Sweet tooth

S ince I was quite incapacitated last weekend & my son & I couldn't have our regular movie night...I kinda feel he went a bit overboard this weekend. I mean, Look at this  ...& that wasn't all, there's more Y ou can see what I mean with overboard, right? There's only two of us & I felt we could've kept a small army happy with that load. BUT it was sooo cozy, he's such a love & now that I'm able to sit upright for about an hour without feeling any pressure in my head, it kinda makes me feel more social somehow. :) He'd bought The Wolverine so I was a happy camper. Any movie with weapons & fight scenes gets my undivided attention. ;) W ell, I kinda feel like my cat now... Completely knackered & ready to join whatever dreamworld my brain can muster up. Nighty night! ~Linn. What is a home without children? Quiet. ~Henny Youngman.


I t's quite funny how people overact when it comes to gender roles... Take this for example: This apparently insinuates that you have to have a penis to get a head in this world. (No pun intended.) Here's the article about it.   (In Norwegian.)  T he pink one says Heart breaker & the other administrative director...& some people are flying up the wall cause of it. Interresting debate though. But peoples behavior online makes me wonder what kinda children they're raising. Maybe instead of heart breaker it should say Little terror, Manipulator or Spoiled brat & the Adm. dir. should say Mama's boy, Rascal or Snotty little s**t? I wonder how the trolls would react to that?  But I have to say that I do agree that we as parents should break free of the pink & blue world we've woven ourselves into. But in the end it all comes down to how we raise them, right? ;) ~Linn. "Oh, wouldn't the world seem dull and flat with nothing whatever to gr

Blood flow

S ince bad luck keeps following me around I ended up at the emergency room in Moss this weekend. Nothing serious, just the neurologist at the hospital in Fredrikstad that wanted me to get a CRP ...cause besides having an insane headache I've been having high fever since the spinal puncture on Thursday. Fortunately it wasn't an inflammation, but they couldn't explain the fever though. (Just naturally hot i guess. ;) Hehe #ijustthrewupinmymouth)  A nyyyhow...the weekend went by in a flash & today I found myself in Mr. D's car on my way back to the hospital yet again. It was to get an ultrasound of the artery in my neck... To make sure they're not the cause of my...hmmm, how shall I put it...lack of normal brain function? Hehe As I've stated before, I just feel really slow somehow & my concentration is shot to pieces. It's gotten to a point where it's hard for me to function properly...& then there's the whole pain issue on top of th

My sweet escape

S eeing things through other peoples eyes helps me elude reality from time to time. Here's my latest escape, courtesy of Elena Shumilova . All rights reserved © Elena Shumilova.     All rights reserved © Elena Shumilova.   All rights reserved © Elena Shumilova.   M agical aren't they? If you want to see more of her lovely pictures click here . ~Linn. "The goal is not to change your subjects, but for the subject to change the photographer." ~Author Unknown.

Lumbar puncture

A ll my dreams came true on Thursday morning. (Literally... I've had nightmares about this for months now.) Everyone assured me that there were only a teeny tiny percentage of people that felt any pain during their lumbar puncture...& an even smaller amount that got this weird headache afterwards. I've read about it & watched videos online, so I felt kinda prepared...yet completely & utterly freaked out. About 7:30am, me & my son got picked up by Mr. D. who kindly enough offered to get up at the crack of dawn & drive me there... (Completely chuffed to bits about that! :D) ...& just before half past eight we entered the hospital. I was second in line to get the procedure done...& I patiently awaited the blissful event whilst listening to the other lady behind the blue hospital screen. In no time without any fuzz she was done...5 vials of clear liquid was carefully placed on a tray & I heard: "Are you ready?" ...& with a new found cou

Laid to rest

D o you believe in unyielding love? The one that authors render eternal for generations of prying eyes... Today as the light hit my grandmother's coffin I got a glimpse of that. A short flash of memories filled with tiny feet in dew covered grass, sweet raspberry jam, soul mates & warm embraces. A part of life surrendered to the echo of the past. It was all there... I couldn't stop the tears. Not because I mourned her passing, but I was sad that we wouldn't be able to to make more memories with her. A s her body was laid to rest & we all walked away my dad asked me if I managed to cry? My voiced cracked & tears started flowing again. He put his arm around me & kinda squeezed me in a way only dad's know how. So between especially him, my son, sister, two cousins & my stepmom* the day was quite bearable. ~Linn. "Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place." ~Zora Neale Hurston.


T hese first few days of the new year's been absolutely great. Relaxing & filled with laughter. Yesterday me & my friend Gine went for a quick trip to Oslo. She needed a new couch, so IKEA was our destination. I enjoy walking around looking at the displays... The tiny house movement should take some input on the little dens they make at IKEA. I'm always thinking that I could easily move in to one of those... :) Before we took on the arduous task of walking through the place we decided to get something to eat at their restaurant * . Quite the glitzy endeavour really... Eating overcooked salmon, with potatoes & an array of wishy-washy vegetables swimming around the plate in an unknown sauce. I almost inhaled the food * just to avoid the taste of it. Then I chucked down the lemon soda * ...which reminded me a bit of an antibacterial hand wash that I once had the misfortune of getting on my lips....YUCK! But it was all smooth sailing from there on. Well, almost... We


The evening went by quietly & ended with a bang... ...& the first day of the year began with me waking up on the couch. Oooh what a glamorous life I leed. Hehe  Fast forward a few hours, the sun was setting, candles lit & the the kitchen table was overflowing with food & I was joined by two rather tired but chatty teenagers. Not a bad first day of the year ey? ;)  ~Linn. "We will open the book.  Its pages are blank.  We are going to put words on them ourselves.  The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year's Day." ~Edith Lovejoy Pierce.