Valentines day

Cathching up @ Bohusläns museum

Norovirus has struck again. Its sods law.

Well at least me and Catrin managed to meet up, in a 'safe' place so non of our cold bugs can nest in anyones house....

It really is an amazing play area, the kids can run around for hours. Then off to the cafe' (no need to wrap up) and then back into the playroom.

Its so beautiful now, but no more snow please

I feel I better take some pictures before the snow starts to melt, its so beautiful right now. This is where I work , could it be a more idyllic work atmosphere.

Moseburger and underwear shopping

Saturday lunch at Mormor and Ulf. So we thought we could swing past the tyre place on the way and finally get a new tyre for the 'old' Volvo (which has been covered under a big layer of snow since.....well, sometime around Lucia). But no luck, they don't seem to be open at the weekends. Actually nothing is open on the weekend over here, pretty frustrating!!! When do you have time to do all your bills ect???

Anyway we stopped off at the Museum to kill some time as we had left early for a change.

Lunch at 4pm and oh so good!!!!

The famous moseburgers with chantarelles, blue cheese and lingonberry served with creamy potato gratain.

I've been going on about the burgers for years so I am glad Paul finally got to try them.

And it was a mose Ulf had shot - so extra special!

This is how to do it - buying underwear @ home!

Rounding up the evening, the boys drinking Whiskey in the living room and Mum brings out the sale collection from her underwear business and I got some really nice stuff as an early birthday present.

Revenge is best served cool

my screen saver for the day - keeps me sane, after have read in the local paper that my 'business partner' have gone solo F-ing bitch! I wouldn't have been so hurt if she hadn't been so devious about it. Ignoring my calls for a month and then I find out about it in the paper, and I thought we were friends.....

Well I suppose I learnt from it. I will face her when I have calm.....so I don't say something I regret.

Semlans dag - på Kalas i alla fall

I cant remember my pin!

Mum called when I was in the middle of trying to work out what my pin was to my new service station credit card. I had already tried 2 times so it was vital that I got it right the third time if I wanted to get at least 1 full tank of petrol before the machine took it. She called to see if I had seen the article in Uddevallaren about the local photographers (which I hadn't)? -Weren't you doing a project with someone called Kristin working on 'make me a model concept'? -Well there is an article all about it in the local paper.

Fucking bitch, I knew something was up as she hasn't returned my calls for months.!

Anyway, I am glad that she called as she saved me from losing my card, apparently paying together with your ID card still works phew...