Post sevenday week

Efter en sjudagars vecka på jobbet där dagspassen avslöstes av nattpass, hoppade jag på tåget raka vägen hem. Till det andra hemmet. Den i Gävle. Tre kvällar med hemlagat mat, spontana kramar från min systerson och så testunder med mamma innan läggdags.
Oavsett hur mycket jag älskar Stockholm. Och de där åh så härliga lugna stunderna med ett glas vin eller en espresso i handen medan Pavarottis röst väller ur i högtalarna, så finns det ibland inget bättre än att få en godnatt kram av mamma.
Men man kan inte få för mycket av det goda, utan idag blir det tillbaka till Stockholm där två jobbpass väntar innan det blir en helg fylld med en massa födelsedagsfirande. Det är ju inte varje dag man fyller 30 -2.
 
 
After a sevenday week at work where nightshifts took over after the dayshifts, I got on the train and headed straight home. The other home that is. The one in Gävle. Three evenings enjoying homecooked meals, spontaneous hugs from my nephew and of course a cup of tea with my lovely mom before bedtime.
I guess, no matter how much I love Stockholm. And those, oh so lovely moments with a glass of wine or espresso in hand while listening to Pavarotti, sometimes, there's simply nothing better than getting a good night hug from mom.
 
But, I guess you can't have too much of the good stuff. Today it's back to Stockholm where two workshifts awaits before it's weekend and time for birthday celebrations. It's not everyday you turn 30 -2.
 
 
Last year's birthday outfit. And yes, that's basically what I do in elevators. Pose.
 
Stockholm - birthday - espresso - pavarotti - wine - work

you can't go wrong with Andrew

"So, have you seen Bizarre Foods?" 
"Nooo...." Replies my cousin in the Facebook chat.
 
And I can hear the hesitant tone in his voice, like always when I ask if he's listened to an artist, read a particular book or seen a movie. The hesitant tone his probably partly from knowing that I'm about to suggest something for him to watch, read or listen to. He is after all 17 (almost 18) years old, and taking advice from someone ten years older... Okay, so probably I would have had my doubts as wekk. BUT, as it happens, I just happen to have extremely god taste in teveshows. And music. Not to mention in books! If I may say so myself.
 
When it comes to an soon eighteen year old guy who is about to graduate high school, Bizarre Foods is a match-made-in-heaven. It CAN'T go wrong!
Not only since Andrew Zimmern is constantly (or in the show at least) travelling from one city to another - which is a dream for most students who are about to leave high school behind. But on top of that, Andrew eats his way through the travels - and who doesn't love food?
 
 
 
Andrew Zimmern - Bizarre foods - Stockholm - Travel - food

Just a couple

”Jag drack några espresson igår innan jag skulle lägga mig.”

- Eh, några?? Hur många exakt betyder det?

”Okej, tre espresson och så hällde jag i socker också. Jag tror det kan vara därför jag inte kunde sova…”

- Jaha, tror du det?

”Ja, men äh. Nu vet jag i alla fall hur det känns när människor säger att de inte kan somna efter att ha druckit kaffe.”

- Fast du drack TRE espresso. MED SOCKER!”

”Whatever. Jag brukar ju kunna dricka en och sova efteråt. Antar att jag inte kan dricka tre.”

 

”I had a couple of espressos before going to bed last night”

- Eh, a couple? How many are a couple?

“Three. And I had sugar in them. I think that might be why I couldn’t fall asleep…”

- Oh, really?! You think??

“What ever. I usually can have one and sleep after. Guess I shouldn’t have three… And not with sugar.”

espresso - systrar