Showing posts from August, 2010

I don't usually swear...

... but I swear this weekend's been straight out of a soap opera. With me and Micke as suprised spectators.

Micke's younger brother Patrik has moved to Helsinki this fall, because he's going to start his studies to become a sport instructor. He'd managed to get an apartment perhaps 5-10 km from the center of Helsinki, and we were going to visit him this weekend. Mainly to show him around so he'll find places, and also for him to show us where he'll live and go to school. So far so good - or at least: THAT part of the trip went okay. Borrowing the car and sleeping at my parents house went okay too. We got to see Emmis brand new and painted apartment, and I got to discuss art&interior decorating with her while Micke happily snoozed on her couch.  She, me and E even got to visit my Mom's favourite yarn store. And me and Micke even got to stay for Sunday lunch with my parents, aunt and uncle, and take a not-too-lately-arriveing train back to Turku.

But OH M…

Oh, I totally forgot...

... that some might want to see some photos of the 6 pairs of shoes I bought for 30 euros.

Now, these are from Citymarket (It's like Target or WalMart in Finland). Yes, go ahead and laugh, it'll do you good. And no, I don't care if you laugh, because they all feel nice on, and you just couldn't argue with the price.

First, the sexy shoes. Same size, same cut, same "Hi, I'm a little plastic, but not too much". These -might- actually be a little embellished in the future. And yes, I've already managed to scruff the black ones. Go me.

Then, the sensible old lady shoes, for when you just can't get away with high heels. Yes, the beige ones are fugugly, but remember what I said about comfy and not caring if you laugh.

And last, the worst....  the sandals you only dare to wear to the beach when it's too hot for anything else :P

Trip to Helsinki, and hearing Bono (from U2)

My dear friend Kaisa, together with her Jussi, threw a home-warming party last Saturday. This time, we actually had time to attend. It's annoying when you have friends you want to stay close to, but can't because of logistics. traveling by train is NOT cheap, no matter how ecological it's supposed to be.

Anyway, for a house-warming present, we gave then the traditional bread & salt. This was accompanied by a small present for Kaisa (a shawl + matching brooch), and one for Jussi (8 wine glass tokens).

The shawl, made from a real simple pattern (scroll down to the bottom!). This is the actual color of the yarn, I don't know why the next picture got so lilac.
The trim, one I came up with myself (scroll down for the pattern).
Jussi's wine glass tokens are on the right. The crocheted flower is the brooch.
Like always when leaving for a trip in the last minute *cough* I had ample time to wrap the presents.... that is, I had to bring paper+tape+scissors+gift box with us on t…

Rain on a sunny day

When we rose this morning, this was what greeted us.

A rainbow! How pretty! It kinda forgave the weather, because it was raining at the same time.

It's raining outside again

I remember waking up real early today because of the rain. We had the window open during the night, so our whole bedroom got cold. I think I must start using blanket + bed sheet again, instead of just the latter. Finally we're getting colder air here!

Anyway, now (late afternoon) it's raining again. Looking out through the windows here at the library, I can see an odd assortment of umbrellas. People are apparently starting to get home from work, and they don't want to get wet.
Me? I'm gonna sit right here, writing, until it's time to head for Ida with Mimi's stuff. I've had some of her arts&crafts things at our place, but now that she's finally moved, I can bring it all back home to her. I just hope I found everything, because even the 'few' thing I found filled an entire shoe box.

Oh, speaking about shoes! Yesterday, while taking the bike to Citymarket to do some grocery shopping, I found that they had a LOT of summer shoes on sale for only…

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I've been trying to start working again, and it's tough. Mainly because I'm still depressed, because of granny. Anyway, while going through my notebook today, I found this written in the margin.

The leaves flutter my life is in turmoil, a storm is coming.

I have to cite my dear brother Harald...

...because there are times when he manages to say something profound. Of course, most of the rest of the time he mainly talks crap, but I won't cite those things. That would, literally, take up pages. Books, even. He's like me, he talks a lot. I also talk a lot of crap.

History is literally filled with things said by great men and women. Some people thinks citing them make them seem smarter, other's use them as philosophical discussions starting points. Does anyone ever cite themselves, I wonder?

I'm glad that I do not have to cite the blurbs on the movie covers of Mr Chuck Norris's films, because when all you suddenly remember is "Chuck Norris put the FUN back in FUNERAL", you realize that the only thing you can do is cry.

We didn't get to go to Sweden to make one last visit to my maternal grandmother. We got to go to her funeral instead. It was way worse than the one of my paternal grandmother (Fammo for me) years ago, and Micke's maternal grand…

Fashion TV

I don't know if anyone cares, but the channels we get on our TV include one called "Fashion TV". Its theme is mainly fashion reports, 10 min documentaries about haute couture/models/movie stars in ads, and runway shows. Now, before you go all "The Devil wears Prada" on me, I must say that fashion in just another word for design. I've noticed that I happen to like design. As in "the whole creative process that starts with an idea and then turns out into a physical manifestation". As design can both be functional or non-functional - depending always on the context - I like seeing how other people think creatively.

Anyway, I was watching "Fashion TV" yesterday while crocheting on a shawl for my Mom, and they started showing the runway show for "spring/summer 2010" for Ralph Lauren. There was this dress that I saw in it that just caught my eyes like wildfire. Can't really explain it. So, I tried to hunt it down today.

I found t…

Apparently, there's such a word as 'man-repeller'

I found it thanks to this blog, which link one of my Facebook-acquaintances posted. Again, the world got a little more odd. Although it was kinda strange to begin with.

Once, I proposed that it would be nice if someone could invent a sort of anti shock-collar for us girls. The idea of such a collar would be that it would, well... give the non-wanted people approaching us a SHOCK, and thus turn them away from us. This was said in a moment late at night when I was extremely tired, and didn't want any company of the following during my walk home:
aggressive men, drunks and druggiesSometimes, it's nice when people come up and talk to you, especially if you're feeling lonely (at e.g. a party or such), but most of the time it's the people with nothing to loose that are doing it. Every girl having a drunk beside her while sitting on the bus knows what I mean. Men behaving badly are so totally out.

It's awful when you're all alone, and really need the support of a loved…