More or less important and/ or interesting things lately:
Yesterday, when driving home from work, I checked through the five different channels on our car radio searching for something interesting, and two out of five played a Def Lepard song. Norway, 2012.
The night before yesterday I dreamt that the keys on my laptop computer were replaced with rotten cherry tomatoes. Writing suddenly became more of a sensory, physical thing. And quite messy, too.
Two impulses at once: One, to sit on a Paris café. The other, sending butterflies around in my tummy: Our home is being created, it's within reach, and in only six weeks our boxes will be packed and we'll move up there. It will be beautiful.
OH-SO-PROUD of him: My wonderful, brave, strong, kind, heroic, patient and mysterious husband. He works so hard. I must spoil him.
And in love, always, with those three whom I share my life with. I never knew it could be like this.
Photos below from some of this evening's activities.
Oh, and lastly: Who are you, anyway? I seem to have readers all over the world, and it makes me really curious.
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