Handful of magic

2010-07-07T05:36:00.000-07:00

Last night was exhausting.
Late in the afternoon I could feel this horrible pain starting again at the top of my abdomen and in my back. And since I had experiences the excruciating pain before I knew immediately that it was another gallbladder attack. Yep, you read it. Another! See, I had one a couple of weeks ago that landed me in the ER in a matter of minutes. Docs released me later that same night and put me on waiting list for a gallbladder removal (surgery).

Well, back to last night...I took some pain meds and hoped it would go away without me needing to go to the ER. Well...it didn´t. It just kept getting worse and worse until Hjörtur finally told me that I would either go with him in the car to the ER or he would call an ambulance. I agreed on driving there ourselves. Hey, guys. I have an ancient Ex who drives the ambulance and I DO NOT want him picking me up when I´m crying and vomiting from pain.

While I was getting dressed and ready to go we heard horrible screams coming from out in the street. Katla (5) had fallen of her bike and straight onto her face. She started swelling immediately and was obviously in a lot of pain. We rushed her into the car and headed for the ER. You can imagine the surprise of the nurses when they saw us both coming in but for completely different reasons. I just told them that we just thought it was more economical to do it all at once ;-)

Katla was sent right off for a CT scan of her head to rule out bleeding and/ or swelling of the brain. I stayed behind while the docs did some bloodwork on me and gave me morphine to manage the pain. I HATED not being able to go with her, but was very glad that at least her dad was there. I know that he´s just as good as I am but still it broke my heart.

This is what she looked like this morning, and the swelling is still getting worse.

P.S We´re still 3rd in the Radisson competition. Please keep on voting http://bit.ly/5elves Your help is amazing!

2010-07-05T17:46:00.000-07:00

As many of you may have noticed I am competing in the most awesome competition to win 365 hotel nights with Radisson Blu, to be spent over a 5 year period anywhere in the world. Out of more than 7000 participants, I am currently in 3rd. place!!! http://bit.ly/5elves

How cool would it be, if we could take our 5 little elves on an awe inspiring road trip to cities such as Paris, Vienna and Rome? Cities, we can hardly dream of paying for 2 hotel rooms in.

Our most amazing friends and supporters have joined our Facebook group http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=113602562018685&v=wall&ref=ts. Maybe you´d like to do that too?

Yes, I´m begging

2010-06-27T09:38:00.001-07:00

Pleeeeeaaaaaase vote for us to win the "Worlds Greatest Holiday" http://www.greatestholiday.radissonblu.com/inga-ros-antoniusdottir/862003/

To the end of the world

2010-06-16T07:00:00.000-07:00

There aren´t many countries in the world I wouldn´t like to visit. I don´t recall ever having read, seen or been told something about a country that didn´t in some way intrigue m. Fact is, I LOVE traveling. Seriously, I do! I know I´m not alone, and that most people love going on holidays but I also know that many people love coming back and get all warm and fuzzy at the thought of "finally" sleeping in their own bed again.

That´s my point! I never get tired of traveling. I never reach the point of: "O.k. now, it´s been great but I´d love to be AT HOME again." Home is where your heart is, which in my case is with my children and husband. So as long as I´ve got them all with me, I´m "AT HOME".

We´ve been extremely lucky and have been able to travel pretty extensively with our children, considering that 4 of them were born while we were still both in school. One of the greatest trips so far was a European road trip. We drove from Denmark through Germany to the Czech Republic, where we stayed for a few days in the beautiful city of Prague. Therefrom through Austria and Slovenia to Zagreb, Croatia, where we stayed for a few nights before we drove all the way down the gorgeous coastline of Croatia, staying in Senj, Split and my favorite eastern European city, Dubrovnik. From there on we continued into Bosnia and onwards to Hungary where we spent amazing days with friends at Lake Balaton and in Budapest before heading back to Denmark.

Our family has grown by two since then, but, oh, how I wish we could go on a road trip to France and Italy for instance, and that is why we signed up for the "Greatest Holiday in the World" http://www.greatestholiday.radissonblu.com/inga-ros-antoniusdottir/862003/

The Neverending Story

2010-06-15T03:46:00.000-07:00

Twice in the past two days have I been asked whether we will have more children, and once actually been told that we indeed will have more children, despite my negative answer. Why exactly is it that people somehow seem to believe they have a say in how many children other people have?

I have friends who have no children, either by choice or not. The reason shouldn´t matter though. It´s none of your business!!!

As a mother of 5 children I think I´ve heard just about every response there is when I told people about my pregnancies.

I was 15 when I got pregnant for the 1st time and 16 when I had my son. Granted, friends and family thought it was too soon, but most were supportive. However, a few people offered me and my mother their condolences. What? This is my baby, my mothers first grandchild and you´re telling us you´re sorry in the same way you do when a life is lost?

Second time I was pregnant, I was 18. Still happy with my first baby´s father (and still am 16 years later). We were both in school, living on our own, hubby (boyfriend at that time) working and we were doing pretty well. Very committed to each other and our children. People´s response: "Why make the same mistake twice?"- Wow, just wow!

Third time was a charm, probably the only time a pregnancy didn´t spark strange or rude comments of some sort. I was 24, still studying, hubby was studying and working, we owned a house and people who knew we wanted more children felt THIS was the right time.

Fourth pregnancy- that´s when the fun started for real. Comments and questions such as " You guys know about condoms, right? - Are you going to keep on going forever? - Trying for a soccer team?" started rolling in. A friend of mine, also with 4 children had experienced the same.

Fifth pregnancy - Go figure!

Now, that we have these 5 children, the same people keep asking about a 6th!!!

I should add, that these were not our close friends or family. All of them were very supportive, loving and wonderful.

So, why is it exactly that virtual strangers feel they´re entitled to voice their opinion on other people´s childbearing?

If you are someone who keeps telling childless couples to have a baby, parents with an only child to give their child a sibling, or someone with many children to start using contraceptives THINK BEFORE YOU TALK.

Saying hello to summer

2010-06-14T15:29:00.000-07:00

There´s not much to say about these photos, and I´m not feeling very well, so here goes, without explanation.

Pouty face, but still so cute ;-)

Planting strawberry plants

Katla picked straws and took them home to keep in a vase.

365 nights!

2010-06-14T09:52:00.000-07:00

My plans for July 24th? To win this competition http://bit.ly/a2AbeP and take my family on one hell of a road trip :)

Cha, cha, cha, changes

2010-06-13T05:47:00.000-07:00

Count me in as someone who usually loves change! Change of scenery, change of pace...

This summer? - Marks a lot of change in our household.

After having worked almost full time + been a full time university student I am now looking forward to 8 weeks vacation. I don´t think I have ever been as exhausted in my life as I was last month. Last winter was tough, in many ways, and I was glad to see it over. Unfortunately, living on this island under the North Pole means summers are short and winter will be here again in the blink of an eye. That is why I´m going to enjoy every day of summer we have and immerse myself in the hot, burning, spanish sun we will be seeing come July. I need the sun soooo badly!

But back to changes...Jökull (2) has just changed day care centers. He loved the old place and his friends there are therefore my heart was quite heavy when we made him change, for our convenience. You see, it only takes two minutes to walk to the new place while it took 10 min. to drive to the old place. AND the the new place is where Katla (5) goes too and in the same building where Hrafnhildur (8) and Saga (13) go to school. What parent in their right mind wouldn´t want all their children to be in one place, right? RIGHT?

His first day at the new school was tough. He was trying so hard to be a big boy and so he sat on the floor with tears in his eyes (without crying though) and not even wanting to make eye contact with the grown-ups there. That made for a pretty good mommy guilt-trip.

But guess what? My kiddos deal with change pretty well too, thank you very much. On day 2 he kissed me bye-bye and ran off to play with his new found friends.

His big sister (Katla, 5) wasn´t quite as happy though. Although she was looking forward to going to pre-school, she had been waiting for her baby brother to come to her school so she could take care of him and help him around.

The biggest school change of them all belongs to Antonius (15). My firstborn graduated from elementary school and will be off to high school/college in the fall. Now, how can that be when I´m only 25? Lol. It seems like such a short time ago that I was 16 and new in high school and pregnant with him. So short, yet so much has changed.

This summer, both Saga and Antonius have jobs. My kids are both working while I get to enjoy the summer on my patio. Now that´s nice, for a change!

I´m back - for now!

2010-06-12T04:23:00.000-07:00

I started this rainy saturday morning by going for my daily blog "walk". A new post from the amazing Jenny at www.charitymom.blogspot.com got me thinking and revived my interest in blogging. What better way to start a new blog era than by listing 100 things that make me happy?

So here goes, in no particular order:

1. My childrens laughter

2. Singing

3.Sitting on my patio with sushi and a glass of wine

4.Kissing my hubby

5.Walking through Copenhagen

6.Roadtrips

7.My best friend

8.Dark chocolate

9.Massages

10.Spending time with old friends

11.Watching my children perform

12.My 107 year old piano

13.Fresh flowers

14.Tapas in Spain

15.Sitting in front of fireplace with hubby

16. Heart shaped pendant my mother gave me (last gift I got from her before she died)

17.Newborns

18.Disneyworld

19.Rock concerts

20.Walking through old cemeteries (I even got engaged in one)

21.Flowers in my garden

22.Pineapple on a stick in Xi´Shuan Ban Na (China)

23.Hot chocolate at Christmas

24.Watching hubby play with kids

25.Stroll on the beach

26.Remembering my mom

27.Weddings

28.Spending time with my siblings

29.My youngest adoration for his granddad (my dad)

30.Sevilla

31.Birthdays (another year to celebrate)

32.My students

33.Chocolate dipped strawberries

34.Candlelight

35.High heels

36.Daydreaming

37.My neighbors

38.Handmade cards

39.My 5 year olds toothless grin

40.Icelandic water

41.It´s a small world

42.Debating politics with my 15 year old

43.Quiet time with a glossy magazine

44.Squirrels

45.Children playing in our garden

46.My 2 year olds chubby toes

47.Mickey Mouse magnets on the fridge

48.Hubby´s enthusiasm and happiness after hiking a mountain

49.Text message from 8 yr old saying: "I love you"

50.How happy my dad is with his new partner

51.Northern Lights

52.Memories from Kuwait

53.Hearing oldest daughter (Saga) learn to play the guitar by herself

54.Girls trip only to NYC

55.Writing this list

56.Summer dresses

57.Eyeore

58.My grandparents

59.Painted toenails in open shoes

60.Hotel California

61."Reading" through Atlas with hubby and discussing where to go

62.Long, hot showers

63.Alone time with each of my children

64.Picking fruit from trees

65.Build A Bear

66.Piccadilly Circus, London

67. Beer with friends at Austurvöllur

68.Musicals

69.Baby kicks in utero

70.Being and aunt

71.Sleeping in

72.Santa Claus

73.Dinner for two with hubby

74.Ladybugs

75.Singing Carmina Burana with my choir

76.Street musicians

77.Sloppy kisses from toddlers

78.Waterparks

79.Sunflowers

80.Fruit markets

81.Gay Pride festivals

82.A sleeping dog

83.When hubby thanks me for our children

84.Spontaneity

85. Seeing Hugh Jackman and Daniel Craig live on Broadway with girlfriends

86.Lollipops

87.Benches in Central Park

88.A silent house late at night

89.Love letters

90.Rainbows

91.U2

92.Seeing old couples holding hands

93.Fantasmic

94.Skyr with cream and blueberries

95.Adoption blogs

96.My rocking chair

97.Pretty sunsets

98.Being read to

99.Singing children

100.When hubby and I finish each others sentences :)

I´d love to read about the 100 things that make you happy :)

What to do, what to do???

2009-04-19T17:01:00.000-07:00

Now this is a first. 6 more days till election day and I still have no idea what party to vote for. Even considering to cast a blank vote. Empty. Yep, maybe not voting for any of the parties.
Can hardly believe I´m even considering this, let alone writing about it.

I´ve always said one should use his/her vote. Have a say. Be responsible. Honor the fact that you have to right to vote and the chance to make a change.

I feel like I´m somewhat betraying my own values if I don´t vote for on of the parties running for government. BUT....I also feel betrayed.

I feel betrayed by the party that I voted for last time and which screwed up. Badly! I feel betrayed by all other parties which keep saying they´ll fix things, without having a clue as how to. I feel betrayed by my bank, which gambled with my money and lost all my savings, and I feel like and a**hole for trusting all these people with my future.

Oh how I wish we will soon again hear my People say: "Thetta reddast" (it´ll be o.k.). But then again, that is somewhat was got us into this mess!

Summertime and the living is easy

2009-04-02T13:39:00.000-07:00

Well not quite yet, but hopefully soon it will be summertime and living will be easy. I will have the entire month of half of May, and the entire months of June and July + half August off. Can I tell you how much I look forward to just hanging out, oh yeah and shuffeling the kids from soccer camp to soccer camp? This has been one hell of a winter and I can not wait for it to be over. I just wish that the summers here were real summers, with the sun burning so hot through my body that it would keep me warm for a few of the early winter months.

I have a mini solution for that problem though. This year, the solution is called BARCELONA. Hubby, me and almost 100 000 other people singing http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xh-ACkYmdc4 live at Nou stadium. Five romantic nights in this gorgeous city with NO kids, just us, the sun, some tapas and lots of Sangria :)

Can´t wait!

2009-04-01T07:54:00.000-07:00

Know what it feels like to wake up on a Sunday morning in your 10 year old bed, next to your hubby of 12 years with a bunch of kids between you? Knowing that once you get out of bed you will make breakfast, then lunch, then hubby will walk the dog, you´ll take the kids to visit grandma and at the end of the day you´ll contemplate for a very short time what to have for dinner, before deciding on pizza? Probably even with the same toppings as last time, and the time before that. Knowing that this is pretty much the track of your life? Marked by some unwritten rules about the convienience of routine and the "easy way out".

Every week, sometimes every day and lately almost every hour I vow to myself to break out of habit. "Just do it" is a phrase I would use a lot, until I came across this article called "Why didn´t Nike just do it?" and I thought maybe it isn´t so easy after all.

But "not so easy" does not mean "not doable", right? And so I continue to seek inspiration. Try to convince myself that travelling around the world with 5 kids is a real option. Not an easy task I can tell you. First I was amazed and inspired by http://www.soultravelers3.com/ but had to admit that while these people are way too cool, kind and fun to follow, they aren´t exactly in the "same boat" as we are since they only have 1 daughter. But then they told me about http://blogs.bootsnall.com/kiwifamily/ a family with 8 (!!!!!!!!!!!!!) children and a grandpa travelling the world and now I seriously have an itch....

The rythm of my life

2009-02-17T12:14:00.000-08:00

´78-MOVED from my mothers womb and into this big, crazy world.
´80-MOVED from Reykjavik, Iceland to, Kuwait City, Kuwait.
´84-MOVED from Kuwait City back to Reykjavik, Iceland.
´87-MOVED from Reykjavik, Iceland to Obertshausen (near Frankfurt), Germany.
´92-MOVED from Obertshausen, Germany to Reykjavik, Iceland.
´94-MOVED from Sævarland, Reykjavik to Skipasund, Reykjavik.
´99-MOVED from Reykjavik, Iceland to Copenhagen, Denmark.
´05-MOVED from Copenhagen, Denmark to Reykjavik (Hafnarfjördur), Iceland

So, what does this mean you might ask? It means that it should soon be time to move again!

I have no idea when exactly, where to or for how long, what to do there are what to do with life here in Iceland in the meantime? I just know that my heart will stop beating if I don´t continue in a rythm that even just slightly resembles the first 30 years of my life.

15 years and 15 reasons

2009-02-16T08:06:00.000-08:00

Today, my best friend and I have been a couple for 15 years! These are 15 reasons why I love him with every part of my being.

Nobody else can make me love as much, laugh as hard, fight as strong.
He has given me the greatest gift, the gift of life. 5 beautiful children.
When I´m feeling down, even if it´s because of him, there´s still noone else I´d rather be with.
He always gives me his last piece of Rolo :)
He walks a mile in the pooring rain to get me cookies and milk.
He doesn´t get jelous of my love for Mickey (that counts for a lot).
He is an amazing dad to our kids.
He cleans the dog poop in our garden.
He can come up with even crazier travel plans than mine.
He always treats me like I´m the only girl in a room, even when I´m not ;)
He will give me a foot or back rub whenever needed, or wanted!
He helps the kids with math, knowing I´d rather go to the dentist.
He tells me my homemade jam is even better than his mom´s!
He will let me sleep in every weekend.
He has held my hand through one c-section, four child births, 1 miscarriage and the death of my mother. He knows my dreams and disapointments, has me in awe and admiration and is the love of my life.

25 random things about me ;)

2009-02-01T15:32:00.001-08:00

I have lived in 4 countries. (Iceland, Denmark, Germany and Kuwait).
I got pregnant with my first son when I was 15. He´s 14 now and I have since given birth to 4 more children.
I have concieved children in 3 different countries, lol.
I studied Intercultural Management at Copenhagen Business School, Denmark.
I have memories attached to the song "Hotel California" from just about every period of my life.
I studied Spanish in Sevilla, Spain, in 2001.
I can not blink with one eye.
I got engaged in a cemetary.
I´m a total Disney freak and have been to 3 different Disney parks (Disneyland California, WDW and Disneyland Paris).
I learned to sing opera for 3 1/2 years.
I´m one of the "bad" parents who has taken their children to Las Vegas. And LOVED every minute of it.
I´ve had 2 waterbirths.
I hardly ever play my beautiful piano which is a little over a 100 years old.
I saw David Cook, American Idol, last December at Disneyworld, lol.
I have a dog, which I often wish I didn´t have.*Guilty*
I would love to go to Cuba. Preferably soon.
When I was a kid I threw a temper tantrum so bad that my mom made me miss my first ballet recital.
I once planned to get a MC licence. But I crashed head first into a wall before my first class was over and I dropped out.
I have a "thing" for Lenny Krawitz.
First gift I recived from my now husband was a real, white mouse. A week later there were 11 babies in the cage (wonder if that was sign of what was to come?).
I only once played hookie as a kid, to protest the gulf war.
I slept through an entire show at the Beijing opera, China.
I will not drink Jack Daniels EVER again. I´ve kept this promise for a long time.
I once had lunch next to former Soviet leader Gorbachov.
I once played a drunk wife who cheated on her husband with handsome young marines in a school play.

Imagine...

2009-01-23T01:21:00.000-08:00

I was just reading minivanmom´s (www.morethanaminivanmom.blogspot.com) post about her son getting an "action plan" in school for daydreaming and it not only made me mad, but actually sad too.

Have we really come to the point where we are going to punish children for having a lively imagination? Are we going to discourage them from having dreams? Do we, as a society, really think that these children will just imagine and dream during "after school hours"?

We do not need our children to learn everything by the book. These kids are great at Googling and there is a wealth of information out there, accessible for them almost at any time, any place. We need to give them the tools to use this knowledge, filter out what is "nice to know" and "need to know" information. We should be helping them reach their goals and pursue their dreams. NOT telling them it´s wrong to dream!

Didn´t Martin Luther King Day, followed by Inauguration Day teach us anything about the importance of dreams?

When I grow up I want to be a ...???????????

2009-01-16T14:48:00.000-08:00

When I was a kid I always knew what I wanted. First of all I was a far from being Peter Pan as possible. I definately wanted to grow up. In fact I think I hated being a kid. I was extremely headstrong and independent and couldn´t wait to be able to rule over my own life.

Well, I didn´t "have to" wait that long. When I was 15 I got pregnant and moved in with my then boyfriend (now husband of 12 years) and became a "grown up". We finished school, had another child and moved overseas to Denmark to go to university. At that time I had no doubt in my mind what I wanted to do. I wanted to study business and management. It was a pretty "safe" choice, probably marked by the fact that money had been tight in the past years. I´d be pretty sure to get a job in the field when we eventually would move back to Iceland and I´d probably be able to earn a salary big enough to feed all the children I was hoping to have in the future.
When I think back I realize I might have been focusing more on what I thought other people were expecting of me than what I truely wanted most. I was choosing the easy way out. Something which is very un-like me.

I was lucky. I really liked my studies and thought that almost all my courses were very interesting. I finished in 2005 and could very well see myself working within this field for the rest of my life. Only problem was that this was "hypothetically speaking", since I didn´t have any relevant work experience to back my theory.

Fast forward. After my studies I stayed home with our (then) 4 children until in January 2008 when I thought it was time to go out and try out what I had spent 5 years and $$$$$$$$$$$$$ on studying. But at this point I just couldn´t see myself being "owned" by some company who would demand my services almost 24/7 and having to have a bad conscious if the kids were sick and I couldn´t be in the office. I decided to start teaching marketing(something I had always pictured myself liking to do) at a great business oriented highschool, letting me combine my interest in business and marketing with a family friendly workplace (with the advantage of sharing my kids school holidays).

This is what I´m doing now. I like my job and I love my work hours. But I don´t LOVE my job. I really wish I did. I´m the kind of person who always thought I would do a job I loved, something I had a passion for. I kind of envy people who have a passion for their day to day job and I honestly don´t like envying people. Bad feeling and there´s no pay-off.

Sounds like I´m going through my mid-life crisis at 30! After all that would only make sense, considering that I always wanted to be 20 years older than I really was.

I need to do some soul searching and be honest to myself, first and foremost. I wonder what I´ll come up with (actually I think I know, I´m just not ready to shout it from the rooftops yet).

Practically perfect in every way!

2009-01-14T09:22:00.001-08:00

"We eat, we drink, we screw"-Rescue me

2009-01-13T14:55:00.000-08:00

I´m on the couch watching Rescue me!

I can´t believe how exhausted I am after just 1 1/2 weeks back on the job. I guess I got used to crawling back into bed after the big kids left for school during my 8 month maternity leave. I also can hardly believe that I chose a profession which includes dealing with even more kids than I have at home. And yet there are still people who consider me sensible. One more thing I can´t believe. All good things come in 3´s, right?

I´m a highschool teacher. I teach 18 year olds marketing. I really enjoy my job in general. These are smart, funny, vibrant young people. They´re full of life, great ideas and creativity. Sounds too good to be true? - Not at all. They honestly are.

But...ah, you knew there was a but in there somewhere...they´re lazy!!!! Completely lazy. And this is the part I hate about my job. I told them to read chapter 9, the shortest chapter in the book. In class the next day three of them had read the chapter. I told the rest of them they BETTER read the text for class today and to answer the 3 questions on the bottom of the first page. Today- I got asked: "WHY do we NEED to BUY the book. What questions, where are they, which chapter?"

Mind you, these are (as I stated earlier) good kids from good homes. And that may actually be part of the problem. They´ve led easy, sheltered lives, had no mountains to climb. They drive mom´s Range Rover to school, dad does their laundry (got to be PC on the gender issues here) ;) They felt sorry for themselves having to read 50 pages in one week. That is... until they found out that I had 2 kids by the time I was 18 and still in highschool and I still managed to read chapter 9!!!

However that´s material for a whole other blog post.

See you later and please leave a comment so I know who´s checking in on my new blog adventure :)

Next time will be different

2009-01-12T13:26:00.000-08:00

March 15, 2008- a loooooooong time ago, at least in the life of a 14 year old, my oldest son had his confirmation in church. In our neck of the woods (o.k. I admit there are no woods here, but hey, you get the picture) this is a big event and the kids' gifts usually reflect that.

Once again, hubby and I decided to not go with the flow. When most kids were getting laptops from their parents, we decided we wanted to give him something more "special". Yep, that´s us. The folks who think their kids are more special than others and only deserve the best. Makes us "special" parents, huh!?! Flame away!

O.k. Kid loves turtles and marine life in general. So what could be more perfect than a week at Sea World camp in Orlando? - Zip, nada!
Best friends parents agreed. Said they would send their son too. Great, wonderful, fantastic....until..................................................confirmation day. Guess what their kid got? - You guessed it. A trip to Sea World camp, right? Uh...no- What do you mean, no? Kid got new phone and $1000. Why, you may ask. Well, please don´t ask me cause I have no idea whatsoever. They never discussed these new plans with me.

Do I send a 14 year old alone on a plane, approx. 3000 miles around the world and tell him to stay for a week and then come back, alone again! Hell no!

So what do we do instead? The best idea we could come up with was to plan for a trip a year later, when mom and dad would have saved up enough money and frequent flier points to go with him (makes for a nice couple of kid free days while he´s at camp). And this was truely our plan. I even sometimes think I was looking more forward to the week in Orlando than kid was.

Guess what? Icelandair decides to stop flying to Orlando in the summer months. And no, I´m not going to fly into some other place first making this planned trip twice as expensive and with no chance to use our points.
Which leaves us back at our starting point. We promised him a fun and special gift and this is what we intend to give him, without breaking the bank!

Daughters confirmation is next year. I am soooo not going to get myself into the same kind of trouble in 2010.

Hoping I can combine their gifts this year. A long weekend in London (without the little kids) is in discussion mode. Any and all ideas will be greatly appreciated.

At the moment I feel most like giving them $$$ (so much for special) and going on a romantic getaway with my hubby to get away from this whole mess.

Hmmmmmm...food for thought.

It´s such a perfect day

2009-01-11T08:25:00.000-08:00

Welcome everyone!

Today is the first day of the rest of my personal blog life.
Funny. I´m kind of nervous. Like I´m afraid of failing. How can I fail at blogging? Am I a blog failure if I don´t update daily? If I´m not funny enough? Not wise enough? Not PC? Or maybe even if I´m too PC?

But hey, I´m just me. Nothing more. Nothing less. I haven´t failed at being me so far.

Actually I´m starting off on the wrong foot with all of you. I´m kind of lying (great start, huh?). I have blogged before. Just not in English. And not very many read my blog. I couldn´t really decide how personal to be. So, now it´s out. I WAS a blog failure. But that was last year, right?

New year, new opportunities and hopefully also new blogfriends.

I´ll be back -soon!

Hasta luego :)