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Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Spring it forward
Hi ya'll, yes, I'm still alive and yes, I threw myself out of the a to z challange weeks ago. What was I thinking, trying to do that in the middle of moving accross the world .Umm....yeah so what's been happening around here?
Who knew that Easter was a 5 day weekend ,with every damn thing closed and my slob ....errr I mean spouse stuck at home.
I nearly lost my mind.
My husband invited a Danish work friend, wife and their 2 kids over for dinner on Easter.We cooked lamb and a beer can chicken on the primo grill.I also made mashed potatos and gravy,green beans and sweet potato casserole.
The kids,aged 9 and 13 loathed every bit of our American food.It was kind of funny how horrifed they were. I offered to make them hot dogs or noodles but they said no.It reminded of when my kids tried liver.
We had a good time and they probably had to stop at Mcdonalds on the way home. BTW the mom is the only one who loved the sweet potato casserole.
Note to self: next time make some danish food as well.
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I have scoured every inch of Copenhagen for a pair of comfortable (yet not hideous) shoes. No luck. What happened to arch support? all the shoes are just flat on the inside.
Why do I have these stupid "princess and the pea" feet? I can feel a lint ball the size of a pin head and it will seem like a boulder in my shoe. My socks have to be on the right foot or I can feel that too.
Yesterday I braved the shuffling wall of humanity to return to Stroget to get these :
You love 'em right?
I wish they'd come in red :)
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Four days and a wake-up and I'm heading home. It's going to be a longgggg trip. They have no direct flights from Copenhagen to Dallas. I usually fly to dallas and then drive home to Arkansas.This time I have to fly into Chicago.I'll stay a few days with my youngest and then he gets the joy of driving me and the cats ,12 hours home.
Hopefully the cats will be able to handle staying at their house for a few days as they have 2 dogs ,2 ferrets and a cat :)
Speaking of cats, O'Reilly gets to fly in the cabin with me in a little tiny bag.He hasn't done that since the Sweden trip of 2004,during which he screamed his head off the entire way and once busted his way right out of the zippered bag.Poor Cavuto is too huge to fit in a tiny zippered bag so he has to fly in cargo.He may scream the entire way as well, but no one will hear it.
Wish us luck !
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I have been busy ,busy getting ready to leave so I won't bore you with the details of drudgery.Without further ado....spring has finally sprung here in Denmark! Yippee!
Check it out. (click the pics to see them full sized)
Happy Saturday!
Who knew that Easter was a 5 day weekend ,with every damn thing closed and my slob ....errr I mean spouse stuck at home.
I nearly lost my mind.
My husband invited a Danish work friend, wife and their 2 kids over for dinner on Easter.We cooked lamb and a beer can chicken on the primo grill.I also made mashed potatos and gravy,green beans and sweet potato casserole.
The kids,aged 9 and 13 loathed every bit of our American food.It was kind of funny how horrifed they were. I offered to make them hot dogs or noodles but they said no.It reminded of when my kids tried liver.
We had a good time and they probably had to stop at Mcdonalds on the way home. BTW the mom is the only one who loved the sweet potato casserole.
Note to self: next time make some danish food as well.
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I have scoured every inch of Copenhagen for a pair of comfortable (yet not hideous) shoes. No luck. What happened to arch support? all the shoes are just flat on the inside.
Why do I have these stupid "princess and the pea" feet? I can feel a lint ball the size of a pin head and it will seem like a boulder in my shoe. My socks have to be on the right foot or I can feel that too.
Yesterday I braved the shuffling wall of humanity to return to Stroget to get these :
I wish they'd come in red :)
*********************************
Four days and a wake-up and I'm heading home. It's going to be a longgggg trip. They have no direct flights from Copenhagen to Dallas. I usually fly to dallas and then drive home to Arkansas.This time I have to fly into Chicago.I'll stay a few days with my youngest and then he gets the joy of driving me and the cats ,12 hours home.
Hopefully the cats will be able to handle staying at their house for a few days as they have 2 dogs ,2 ferrets and a cat :)
Speaking of cats, O'Reilly gets to fly in the cabin with me in a little tiny bag.He hasn't done that since the Sweden trip of 2004,during which he screamed his head off the entire way and once busted his way right out of the zippered bag.Poor Cavuto is too huge to fit in a tiny zippered bag so he has to fly in cargo.He may scream the entire way as well, but no one will hear it.
Wish us luck !
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I have been busy ,busy getting ready to leave so I won't bore you with the details of drudgery.Without further ado....spring has finally sprung here in Denmark! Yippee!
Check it out. (click the pics to see them full sized)
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| Getting that boat ready to sail |
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| The Danish Royal Lifeguards |
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| sunset from our balcony |
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| Green at last! |
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| Nyhaven |
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| park in Frederiksberg |
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| Flea market baby! |
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| so crowded you could barely get to the goods |
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| spring chickens |
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| Stroget |
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| awaiting the crowd |
Happy Saturday!
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Start spreadin' the news......
I'll be back shortly folks (to update) I swear!
In the mean time please spread the word....Skeletor and family need a doggy loving landlord in Jacksonville ,Florida.
Click here:
http://skeletor.fuelmm.net/
In the mean time please spread the word....Skeletor and family need a doggy loving landlord in Jacksonville ,Florida.
Click here:
http://skeletor.fuelmm.net/
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
I is for Impetigo
I is for Impetigo /ɪmpɨˈtaɪɡoʊ/
is a highly contagious bacterial skin infection most common among pre-school children.[1]rugby, American football and wrestling are also susceptible, regardless of age. Impetigo is not as common in adults. The name derives from the Latin People who play close contact sports such as impetere ("assail"). It is also known as school sores
Picture it, back in the 80’s ……My sons were 3, 5 and 7. We were living in Arkansas; out in the woods .My dad had just bought the 4 of us bus tickets to come visit him in Boston.
Naturally this is when my kids come down with a nice disgusting case of impetigo. My middle son had so many gross sores on his legs; the doctor asked if he could take a photo of them for a text book. (Oh sure, could it be any more humiliating?)
My dad and his wife were the only “normal” people in our entire world. No way was I going to show up with my 3 scab infested children and announce “Hey, we brought you a nice infectious skin condition, cuz we white trash like that.”
The bus trip is a story in itself, saved for another day.
We spent nearly a week in Boston, with kids covered in Band-Aids, the worst of their scabbiness hidden by clothing. Until that fateful night my dad insists that I sit and visit, he’ll help the kids with their bath. There’s no way to hide the fact that something isn’t right ,when a kid has 50 or 60 band aids on his legs. I had to fess up.
It could have been worse, like when they had chicken pox and lice at the same time.
Count your blessings people :)
Sunday, April 10, 2011
F thru H...is for
Thursday, April 7, 2011
E is for elevator
E is for elevator :
Yesterday ,after walking my ass off all day ,I got home and realized that the elevator was stuck on the 1st floor. I had to take my suitcase full of dry cleaning and various goods and walk up 11 effin flights of stairs.
After 3 flights I stopped and ripped the hot scarf off my neck. After 2 more flights I stopped and took my coat off. I stood there and gazed upward, thinking "Good lord ,how many more flights are there? "
I felt I would never make it to the top. I found myself counting steps ,every time I got to 8 I would start over. (I have no idea what that's about)
By the time I finally got to my door I was too out of breath to dig my key out of the suitcase, I rang the doorbell and stood there panting like a dog until my crabby husband let me in.
I had to lay on the kitchen floor for 20 minutes until I could breathe normally .
Note to self : getting old sucks errrr...must get ground floor apartment..
Yesterday ,after walking my ass off all day ,I got home and realized that the elevator was stuck on the 1st floor. I had to take my suitcase full of dry cleaning and various goods and walk up 11 effin flights of stairs.
After 3 flights I stopped and ripped the hot scarf off my neck. After 2 more flights I stopped and took my coat off. I stood there and gazed upward, thinking "Good lord ,how many more flights are there? "
I felt I would never make it to the top. I found myself counting steps ,every time I got to 8 I would start over. (I have no idea what that's about)
By the time I finally got to my door I was too out of breath to dig my key out of the suitcase, I rang the doorbell and stood there panting like a dog until my crabby husband let me in.
I had to lay on the kitchen floor for 20 minutes until I could breathe normally .
Note to self : getting old sucks errrr...must get ground floor apartment..
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