Posted in Around & About, Miscellaneous

Hopi, the Cat!

(a rerun from Jan 21, 2019 just because Hopi the cat is so gorgeous)

The three weeks are gone now, and Hopi is back home again. This Saturday my daughter and her family came visiting, we had lunch together and later coffee and cake. Then late afternoon they all left. With cat. And all.

No more mjiaos.
No more purrs.
No more a warm being sleeping on my stomach.
No more kitty talking.

No more hair over it all, including neither in my face nor nose.
No more smelly stuff – poo, pee, food… you know… bad breath?
No more cat litter on the bathroom floor and the hallway carpet

No more another living being in my flat.

I admit! I miss her!
Despite the fact I don’t actually want to have a cat in a small flat like this.
It’s kind of empty.

Posted in Around & About, Miscellaneous

Oh goshesssss

Family day tomorrow! All of us having summer-lunch at one of my daughters. All three of them will be there. And their dad. At least I think so. “All of us!”, DaughterM said.

Also one son in law, my youngest daughter’s husband, and in all – six grandchildren. The youngest is five years old. A real heart-warmer. At least my heart gets warm.
I don’t think the two eldest guys, at 20 and 22 will join. The eldest might say “Hi” – but nope. No participation from their side. They never do.

It will be very warm weather tomorrow, as it has been today. Lovely to sit outside at the patio. Lovely to be with my family. I love being back in my hometown!

(The Dad is ill. Circa 42 years ago, a startled horse reared and then landed on his right knee. Crushed it. And that knee has bothered him ever since.
He was like a devil while his entire leg was covered with plaster. Not only to me. Later I heard friends and acquaintances talk about that period. Those who had encountered him and had to endure his bad temper and screaming at them. They were helping him!
We got divorced two or three years after that. Not only because of the knee injury and his spitefulness..
Later on, he developed Parkinson’s disease. I don’t remember when that occurred. Twenty years ago? More? Anyhow, he has been on medication for years and years. Been poisoned by that, I would say, even though it also has helped him cope with his Parkinson.
He looks now like he is at least 20 years older than he is. But he is still very irritating. He thinks he knows me. He didn’t even know me while we were married. But that is quite another story. He might come, or he might not.) End of parentheses.

And the end of this blog post. See you soon again!

Posted in Fantasy, Miscellaneous, The Mechanical Man, The Solar Eclipse, Writing

Sunday, rest-day

It has been a couple of dull days. Weather-wise that is. Been cold and very windy. Today the rain is pouring down and the wind is dancing rock’n’roll with the trees. or at least rumba or something. Also pretty cold. To be at the end of May. But the weather forecast says it will be sunny in the afternoon. Hope so. Wouldn’t mind a biking tour after lunch.

I have been writing today though. Thought I would go back and work on “The Solar Eclipse”. Instead, Andrew showed up again; after landing in the middle of the desert on that hot, sunny planet.  And Kaila disappeared. Where to? How? Did she vanish straight out into thin air? Well, I know. But I won’t tell. I have planned to integrate Andrew Millbourne in that story anyway, so maybe I was working on the Eclipse after all. 😀

Friday my best friend was here. He helped me with what was left of that computer-desk-work. I.E. the Two-factor- something. (Whatever it is called.) Apple security matters anyhow. I just got extremely nervous when I tried to do that myself some time ago. He also made sure everything is connected as it should be.

It was really nice having him here for a couple of hours catching up.  Eating, chatting, laughing, having coffee an so on. We have seen each other briefly, but he hasn’t been here in this flat since I moved in  half a year ago. Nowadays we live too far away from each other. 120 kilometres instead of 40 as we used to have + we worked in the same city, and even at the same workplace for a couple of years.  We do keep in touch though. Always.

And since he is the only one I really trust when it comes to my Apple devices. MacBook, iPad, iPhone… So… nothing will be done with them unless he does it. I don’t even trust myself meddling with the technique matters. But I DID change my AppleID and the password. And deleted the google/gmail – account. All by myself. Now he is going to buy a new battery for my MacBook. It’s high time for that… It’s 6,5 years old, has been in the Mac since the beginning…

When using the devices, though – I’m completely confident.

And now I want lunch.

Posted in Around & About, Miscellaneous

All by myself!

Finally I had money to buy blinds to replace the sloppy curtains. So I biked to the mall…
And now! Two windows done – three more to go!

(The sun was shining,
I was climbing,
balancing, swearing & sweating… )

Posted in Books & Reading, Miscellaneous

Fairy tales with a dilemma

... a fairy tale... is a fairy tale... is a fairy tale...

Tuesdays and Thursdays forenoon, I usually spend a couple of hours at something called “Café Welcome”. It´s not a cafeteria per se. People can’t just drop in, buy themselves a cup of coffee, or a latte or something, sit there for a while and then leave.

Instead, it is a gathering place for women from different countries. We talk! We communicate!
We have a good time!

Tuesdays comes a woman from the main city library. She brings a book, she reads something – not anything long. And then we talk about the text and can express thoughts about it. On the whole, it’s supposed to train the women with other native languages to speak in Swedish, and increase their vocabulary as well as the courage to actually open the mouth and say something in Swedish! In a women-friendly surrounding, where everyone can relax and just enjoy the moment. And no one is forced to be here.

It’s just lovely! So much I’ve learned during the time I’ve participated in this! BUT! Nota bene! I don’t teach Swedish, like a schoolteacher! I’m just being there. Talking sometimes. Listening. Learning. Hopefully giving something positive back. Literally – participating!

This woman from the library, on the other hand, is supposed to give positive influences in talking and understanding Swedish. Not only the language per se but also the world around us. Our habits here in Sweden, our culture. And we get so much back about their cultures and habits, and their experiences before moving here and how it is now.

Today this Librarian had brought a book with fairy tales. A bit odd fairy tales. They are very short and ends abruptly in a dilemma. Actually – a really mind blowing problem. Then, we were supposed to discuss this dilemma. Which of the suggested solutions to the problem would be best? Or?

Before I give you a summary of the story, I'll just say we 
had a lovely, energetic, giving discussion afterward...

 

In the story, there is this young, poor man who lives with his mother. She is old, and not well at all. As a matter of fact, the son is taking care of here. Even feed her. That’s how feeble she is.
There is also a King who has a daughter. Well – there is a princess.

One day the princess meets the young man, and they fall in love – and get married.

(As I said, the tale is really short. Here we could have heard a loooooong tale about how they met, all the troubles due to she being a princess and he being a common and poor man. Even though he was also young and beautiful…
In that imaginary story (my imagination, thought about this part later), there was a revolution or something else really nasty occurring, the king was killed, the castle burnt down – and the princess fled from that blond, obese, egotistical and arrogant, small-mouthed conqueror with pig-eyes before he could lay his hands upon her – and he didn’t bother much despite the fact she was young and beautiful. There were lots of other young and beautiful women to chose from… )

In the librarian’s story; when married, the princess began to take care of her mother-in-law. (And where did the husband/son go?) But one day, while the princess was feeding her, the old woman bit the (former) princess in the hand! And kept biting her, wouldn’t let go!

The princess cried and screamed and tried really hard, but couldn’t get free. The people in the town heard her of course and came, wondering what was going on. Also her husband came, and he was thinking really hard on how to solve this problem. Since his mother refused to open her mouth and let go of the hand, he saw only two possible solutions. Either he had to cut off his wife’s hand, or break open his mother’s mouth.

He just couldn’t decide.

The old people in the city urged him to cut off the wife’s hand, and the young ones urged him to break open the mother’s mouth – and he could do neither. They asked a judge in the city for advice, but he was also unable to come to a solution….


Here ended the story, as with a big question mark.
What do you think? You, who just have read this all the way down the blog. Do you have a solution to this dilemma?

We, who sat there around the table with coffee mugs and chocolate toffees in front of us, had a great discussion – and one of the women, one of those lovely, intelligent, well-educated, humorous, gorgeous women, came up with a brilliant solution!!!

I might tell you tomorrow – if you want me to.

Posted in Miscellaneous

Kitty-cat

Just a brief greeting from Hopi The Cat, the Devon Rex beauty owned by my youngest daughter and her family.

I haven’t seen her, nor them, irl since she lived with me for three weeks in January. I was supposed to visit them in February, but twice I’ve been forced to cancel due to this seemingly eternal cold that comes and goes in my body.

And now I’ve got one of those cold blisters on the inside of my lower lip. *deep sigh*