“Coffee should be warm as hell, black as the devil, pure like an angel and sweet like love”.
C.M. de Talleyrand-Perigord, a french politican.

On our way from the cafe, we walked past this house. It seems like it has been cut down in the middle – a mini house. Furthermore, a morris was parked outside – a mini car. Funny!

For me that time is mostly magical. But this doesn’t happen in every cafe. The mocca has to taste good, there has to be a lot of light on ther premises, noise levels within acceptable range, and it has to have a table and chairs I relax in. A big enough mocca glas is also important (many cafe’s get’s a minus because of it).

Cheap bliss!

Then I started walking toward the IT department, and was hijacked by my colleagues. When Fred came  (yes, Fred, just as in “The Flintstones” Fred. I can even see some resemblance in personality between IT Fred and Flintstones Fred, it’s really funny), he had a bag from Teknikmagasinet. Already, I started smiling because me and Fred has spent countless hours talking about items at Teknikmagasinet.

I opened the bag, and immediately started laughing hard, and blushing dearly. They had bought “Clone-a-willy” to me – as in, make your own vibrator! I have been in a long distance relationship for a little while, and of course they were only thinking of my own well-being. They could also tell me that it was possible to buy refill packets, and as Fred put it, I could create my own collection if I wanted of dildo’s of lover1, lover2, lover3 etc.

One of my colleagues had become very nervous that I might take this present wrongly, but it was hilarious. He who had bought it had ended up in a longer discussion with the sales person about how to create this dildo and told me what step (3!) where I had to be very careful. All in all we had a lot of fun just talking about that present, so much so that the second present didn’t get the same attention. A rocket launcher alarm clock! If the alarm clock goes/the countdown begins and I don’t stop or snooze it, the rocket will launch and the alarm will not stop until I put the rocket back in its place. Really cool!

To put it simply, I got presents that ensured I will have a very nice evening (chocolate, wine and dildo) and make sure that I wake up the morning afterwards

Afterwards we went out to lunch and we had a very nice time.

It was a really nice day, and I will miss them.

“So what other interests do you have, except picking up younger boys?”

Seriously?????

And then, just before the train left he manages to tell me that I was totally uninteresting for him because I’m a vegetarian. When I got on that train I was so happy to get rid of him and had absolutely no interest in seeing him ever again. Good riddens!!!!!!

Somehow we still managed to get together. The cougar me

When I let things slide I quickly get a feeling of malcontent. I’m unbalanced, out of harmony, unhappy.

The last couple of months I have had this feeling because things have just been piling up:
Christmas time and presents
Bills I haven’t dealt with immediately
My closets that needs cleaning up
My bedroom where I spend most of my time have been messy.

It’s surprisingly easy to fall into a state where I don’t deal with something immediately, like take up my clothes instead of letting them lie on the floor.

Now I have started on a new mission: Tidy up my bedroom. I actually love to spend time tidying up – I’m just not so effective when I’m doing it. I started it some days ago, and already I feel the benefits are showing up. I have dealt with my bills, thrown out magazine’s I have read or never will read, dealt with some to-do tasks (like paying bills, stop newspaper subscriptions etc.).

I’m going to take a critical look at my bookshelves and start throwing away DVD’s I’m not going to see again, books I will never read (and hopefully can purchase as ebooks).

The result is more space around me, it’s lighter, and I feel more inspired and energised.

How do you like your surroundings to be?

When we got up there me and Anders rented sledges from Akeforeningen. Those sledges were awesome. They were robustly built for speed. They were heavy (iron all the way, baby). The steering mechanism was the rope you can see Anders is holding in the picture below. By pulling on one end, you get the sledge to steer that way, and no breaks: that’s what your body is for – one way or the other your body will stop moving.

Those sledges screamed speed, and they delivered. Boy, did they deliver! It takes about 6 minutes to get down the hill. The hill ends at a metro station, so it was just to wait for the metro (that arrived after 8 minutes usually), and do it all over again.

The weak link in this threesome was Einar. He brought his own sledge where the seat was duck taped!! We had the batmobil of sledges – Einar had the slowmobile. We rushed ahead, stopped sometimes, and sat waiting for some minutes for Einar to arrive. He refused to trade in the slowmobile for the Ferrari of sledges, no matter what we said. He liked the speed of his duck taped misery – chicken!

I will not recommend going to Korketrekkeren on a beautiful, sunny sunday when the metro doesn’t go all the way up. The buses showed up quickly, but there was always some people that didn’t get into the buses, it took some time to get to Frognerseteren, and the sledge is heavy.

Secondly, there was a LOT of people on Frogneseteren. It seemed like half the population of oslo decided to visit that day.

We had a lot of fun that day, and I will certainly do it again.

How to get there: You take the metro nr. 1 to Frognerseteren

I’m writing on this blog again, which have been in great need of updating.
I started subscribing on Aftenposten some months ago, and finally I sat down and read one newspaper.
Tidy up, except that for me it involves to mess up even more before it looks cleaner.

In the evening I got a visit from my cousin, Vibecke. It was really nice, we had homemade pizza and chocolate mousse… yummy!

It has been fantastic and I went right back to that happy-place where I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be, doing exactly what I’m supposed to do, being the one I’m supposed to be.

Life is beautiful.