My back doesn’t always cooperate and today it was giving me extra grief. But after a few minutes on my prickly green and white friend here I started to come back to life. Ever tried? They work miracles.
The art of waiting
A bulb.. hopefully in bloom by Christmas.. watching it grow a bit every day leading the way to some quality time with our loved ones. I can’t wait for it to bloom!
Rain rain rain..
Klockargården
Amazing.. my kids are so grown up. I just came home from Klockargården by the church in Huddinge where they held a first information meeting regarding my youngest son’s confirmation next summer.
The priest who performed my confirmation also married me and my husband. I wonder who will perform my sons confirmation. And if he ever will meet him or her again later in life.
Spiken
My mom and dad started a tradition back in 1971 by organizing a race called Spiken (which is a 7 inch nail and also first price).
Athletes from Hammarby (and other clubs) run 2,7 k (women, kids under 16 and men over 35) or 5,4 k (men between 17-34). The competition takes place in the forrest close to where we live.
The winner is the one closest to the median time (the time you get when you add all the times and divide it with the number of competitors). This way the quickest or the slowest runner ends up last.Afterwards there is a price ceremony in our school and everyone gets a price and my mothers home made cinnamon roles.
This year we were honored with a famous participant – Michel Tornéus ran. He is our long jumper who came on 4th place in the London Olympic games.
Pretty impressive!
Saturday treat..
In my corner..
.. with my laptop, latte and TV in the background.
It’s Friday eve, my family is at a concert, and I have the house to myself. Something that rarely ever happens so I really cherish the moment – especially since I know (or at least hope) my kids enjoy their first concert at a big arena (Avenged Sevenfold at Hovet).