Tuesday, August 31, 2010


Wilhelm wants to grow up. "I want to decide things for myself. Everything! Not just stupid, little things." I feel the same way. There are things I want to do and plans I make and ideas I'd like to try that get keep getting overruled. I'm all grown up. That doesn't seem to matter.

I think of a Friends episode where Rachel screams at Phoebe "Who is the boss of you?! Who is the boss of you?!!" And Phoebe answers, hesitantly, "You are?". I'd like to say some day "I am."
I am the boss of me.

Monday, August 30, 2010

Cliché, Anyone?

I'm Swedish. Turns out I like nature. Big time. Turns out I go into the woods and become one with the pines. Turns out I like to forage for mushrooms. Like, really like. Turns out I make my kids walk and walk and walk, while they whine and cry and whine, just to make it to the perfect place where the trees open onto the lake and there's a fireplace waiting to be used and the sun sets (well, not really, this is August, not November) on the water. I'm a walking, living cliché. Or just middleaged.

Getting There

I wonder why it's taking us so long this time.
All those summer nights when we knew exactly what we were doing and where we were heading. They seem distant now.
I'd like to get hold of them again.
I want to feel like that again.
Not so much today, no.
But I did take a pretty decent picture of clouds on water.
That's gotta count for something.

Dear Polarn O. Pyret

Even if you weren't my client I would love you for this. Keeping her dry when it's not humanly possible. LOOK AT THAT RAIN. It's like fake rain. Only it's very real. Gaaah.

Monday, August 23, 2010

Taking The Plunge

Today it all began. School, pre-school, work, work. Back again.
Back again, but not all the same, I think. Routines will be different this year, places new. Some new ideas are taking form. But all of that will take its time, and I'm in no hurry.
Today I was just happy for the change in our morning route. A bicycle ride through the woods. Birds. A dog barking. A good time for being quiet together. Just the two of us.
She's getting so big.
So is my heart.

Friday, August 20, 2010

Hello Friday

Hello. Hullo. Hi again.
It's good to be back.
Though maybe not as good as being away.
But I've missed you, I've missed this.
We're getting good at this, I think!
The first week back at work is coming to an end.
It's been good. Fun, even. A little phew-ish.
This season will bring some changes that are starting to look a bit daunting.
How will it be? How will we do?
But that's all for another day.
I wish you a good Friday night.
Shabbat Shalom, Jessica. Pax, Ramona.
Sweet dreams and happy fishing, my dears.
And thank you for reading.