Only time can tell…

who your real friends are…isn’t it great when time finally decides to “speak” and you really get to know who they are?

Get off my back Eva!

Once again, Eva superkoll exposes me and my son takes her side…yes, once again.

This time, Eva decided to teach the youngsters about how illegal it is to download shared files from the internet, music and films…

 

He turned to me with his eyebrowns raised:

-What? Mom!? Is this true? Is it illegal to download music?

 

Me, with a little voice not raising my eyes:

-eeh…hum…if you don’t pay…

 

Gabriel, staring at me:

- We have a lot of music! Have you payed for it?!

 

Me, feeling like the rolls were suddenly inverted:

-ehh…no,..I mean Yes, I mean sometimes…

 

Him still staring:

-what about the rest?

 

Me…barely looking at him:

-could we please talk about this later?

Empty

I feel like a well running dry…everybody take some…and no rain to refill me…

Low…

Low, low, low….bottom low….

(and low blood pressure as well)

James…

Susana Rodriguez loved James…another friend I ‘ve lost track of…

The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth:

I have been reading a lot of blogs lately, and I’ve noticed that there is a lot challenges going on. The last one is to tell 7 secret truths about your self and challenge 7 other blogers to do the same. I thought that it would be funny if we could do the same in my little blog network. I don’t have so many contacts in the “blogosphere” so it’s going to be hard to find 7 other blogers I know well enought, but we can try. So here are my seven hiden truths:

*I don’t regret the past, I don’t live for the moment but I live in anxiety about the future. Not the Future it self, but the fact that the days I’m living now will be gone. The kids will grow, I’ll get older…how will life be then? Will I regret the past in the future?

*I build my self estime on my intelligens, whitch crumbles every time I meet someone smarter than me or with a higher intellectual capacity. I consider my self intelligent but not intelectual, which I wish I was.

*I have a light paranoia that people don’t apreciate me. I have “radars” that are highly sensitive to tone and body language changes. I weight every word I hear in every conversation and can go on thinking about them for hours and hours.

*I can’t stand loud noises: vacuum cleaner, drill, baby screamming…my pulse raises, my whole body gets tense and I lose my temper…just like that. Sometimes I even cry.

*I have a very hard time trusting women. I can’t help it, it’s in my bones. I have a rational explanation for it, but I can’t really help it. I think I can count the women I REALLY trust to as many as …1! I really wish I could change this, honestly, because I think this is the reason why I have such high handicap when it comes to friendship.

*My worse fear is that I could be mean…but everybody describes me as very nice….I never take revansh, I never, never ever end a friendship, I never do nothing evil consciously, almost to conscioulsly…but I have it in me …I know I have…I don’t know why, but I have a Mrs.Hyde tormenting me.

*If I could travel in time, I would travel back to 1986. Seat down with my self as an 11 year old and tell my self that I would be Ok. Give my self some advice and a very ,very, very BIG HUG.

So here are some of Lucky punk’s inner self…and now I’ll pass it on to:

Fihja , Fernando, Shanki, David , Johan, Ninni and my brother, who doesn’t blog so I’ll invite him to be a guest bloger in my freakshow. Bro, you’re wellcome to blog about your seven truths anytime!

Get on with it people!

Here are the rules:

1. Link to the bloger who challenges you.
2. Tell 7 truths about yourself.
3. Challenge 7 persons.
4. Leave a message to those you challenge.

I’m so low on energie…

I could use a rush of caffeine,

or adrenaline

or quinine

or nicotine,

or what ever “ine” stuff that could get me out of this inertia.

We’re doing it folks! We’re finally doing it!

Building in the attic…the plan is:

2 bedrooms, 1 bathroom and 1 living room…

Sorry

I’m sick again…get back to you soon

My mail box:

“Make your manhood larger, thicker, and longer within weeks”

“The best solution to keeping your girl happy is if you have huge equipment”

“V+P-X-L was featured as the ONLY product that genuinely increases penis length and size”

“Why wait? Take VPXL today and enlarge your dick”

“She bangs harder with your new found dick size”

 

STOP IT WILL YOU?…

I’M A CHICK! YOU HEAR ME?! A CHICK!!!

Quote of the week:

“I am not my country, I just happen to be born there”…

Fernando Colaço’s Blog…answering to a comment about those whom refuse to adapt to the country they emigrate to.

I have a dream…

my own photo studio…

Smokey (Essay on smoke pictures part II)

Lonely?

…or a loner? Sometimes I really can’t tell…

“Self image”:

if we hear something long enought, we end up believing it…

I wonder how we relate to the things we DON’T hear people saying about us…does that mean that we’re nothing like the things they don’t mention?

I’m such a Nerd!

I got a Pownce account 3 weeks ago…the only problem is that I have no friends that even heard about it, I have no friends that are nerdy enought to even be interested in Pownce…that must be like having an MSN account and no one to chat with!I must be the nerdyest 32 years old mother of two in the whole Hällefors municipality…so if you want to get a Pownce account, contact me here and I’ll send you an invitation…I still have my 6 invitations to send…Yep…

“Von LIDL”

Birthday party today: B. turned 50 ! It’s quite important to celerate your half century of existence in Sweden. Usually, everybody you know wants to congratulate you.

One of the guests at the party gave B. a bottle of Strawberry wine and 5 (?!) bags of peanuts.

That’s when A. exclaimed:

-Oh! I Love those, I use to stop by LIDL just to buy them!!! You can’t find them anywhere else! They’ re delicious!

*embaracing silence*

B:

- I’m sure they are …

 

# No, I wasn’t at the party my self, I was sick at home with my also sick daughter and a lazy cat, but Peter and gabriel could go. I can’t blame this stuff on Santa anymore…who am I going to blame it on?…or what?…Bad Karma?…vaudou?…

Summary of the week:

Gabriel WAS SICK, but feeling better now;

Laura is still very SICK;

I’m quite SICK;

Peter has been HOMESICK and is now HALF-SICK ;

A fish has DIED;

but the cat is still in good health…he can’t bring me tea and toast to bed though…Bon à rien!

Behöver ni ett gott skratt?

så ska ni få 2 tips av mig…som sagt så läser jag en av för mig mest intressanta blogg i Sverige, Ulrika Goods blogg…hon tipsar om så roliga och intressanta saker och så är hon grym på att rekommendera andra bloggar. Häromdagen så var det dags för en ny utmaning i hennes “bloggkrets” där man valde fem inlägg av sin egen bloggande, typ “The best of” ens blogg, kan man säga. Hon valde 5 av sina egna inlägg ( superbra sådana) och utmanade vidare andra bloggare. En av dem var Mikebikes blogg som lägger en sån kraft i varje ord han skriver att hans inlägg förblir i ens minne många timmar efter läsningen. När jag då gick genom Mikebikes val av sina “Best of” hittade jag en inlägg om hans enda och sista besök hos Netto. Det var så bra beskrivet att jag led med honom, verkligen…kunde känna dofterna, hatade biträden med samma hat och längtade efter popcorn jag med!…men just samma dag läste jag också i Jonas Gardells blogg om hur hans besök på Ica hade varit. Jag skrattade så jag kiknade, tyckte synd om honom samtidigt som jag inte kunde sluta skratta…och sen dess har jag bara tänkte på hur mycket paradoxala känslor man kan få framför en kassa…. So here it is:

Världen ur en som står bakom en “kassakökrånglares” perspektiv
och

Världen ur en “kassakökrånglares” perspektiv

#och så passar jag på att rekomendera en annan blogg som jag också läser VARJE DAG, och som också var rekomenderad av Ulrika:

Heja Abbe. Jag har snart läst det hela (den har pågått i över två år nu), den är rörande, lärande och fascinerande…läs den i en vecka och säg mig sen om inte ni också börjar att både heja på och älska lilla Abbe! Jag kommer på mig själv att prata om Abbe till familjen här som om jag kände honom…

Klicka på nu! De här bloggen är verkligen värda eran tid!

*väntar nyfiken på att höra vad ni tyckte om de här olika förslagen

I know some people…

….who knows some people, who knows some people who knows a girl who’s also only happy when it rains…