montreal

12. Jan, 2010

Baptism of auntie’s little prince

Saturday morning I got on a train heading towards the west coast and around three in the afternoon I arrived in Hällevadsholm, the small metropole in which my grand father lives. Me and my cousin Sandra were both spending the night there and in order to celebrate this special occassion we had decided to cook for our grand father and his “girlfriend”, curious as we were to who this mysterious woman was that had turned our grand father into something that very much ressembled a teenager in love. When our grand father talked about this woman he went on and on about what a down to earth and hard working woman she is and how her time spent working on the farm has left traces. However, none of this was visible to me or Sandra, instead we met a very healthy and youthful 76 year-old whom, and this was obvious to both me and Sandra, had our grand father spellbound. It was so nice to see him glow when he looked at her!

The next day it was time for my nephew’s baptism, something that took place in Uddevalla and was attended by the closest relatives, which means about 20 people were there… The ceremony was pretty short and William behaved well through the whole thing. All the screaming came afterwards as you can see on the photo, although to be honest, this was one of few times that he cried this sunday in the beginning of december.

14. Oct, 2009

Welcome to the world William.

After years of lobbying I can finally add the title “Aunt” to my CV.

At 01.09am on the 13th of october 2009, Mr William Drottz saw his first beam of light as he exited the safety of his mother’s womb and entered the world outside. He measured 52 cm and weighed 3470grams, a little miracle to say the least.

Welcome nephew, I’m sure you and I will have a lot of fun together in the years to come.

There’s is just one word to describe the sentiment: LOVE.

10. Oct, 2009

Autumn has arrived.

I’ve felt a bit tired lately so when I seemed to be the only one planning on going to the office today I decided to do as the others: work from home. Finished a bit earlier than a normal friday and took the bus out to IKEA where I bought some candlesticks, flower pots and other “homey”-stuff to make my apartment an even nicer place to spend the long, cold winter months a head. Must say I succeeded pretty well I’m quite happy with the result.

Just kind of left the purchases in the hall before running out again to go get some candy to celebrate the weekend, on my way to the supermarket I decided it was a good day for a little bit of Lille nostalgia in the form of Mouton Cadet, however, the Systembolag in my area didn’t seem to agree with this plan: they didn’t have the wine in their range of french wines. So, I picked up another bottle in stead, got my candy and returned home to my little apartment. I unpacked my IKEA-stuff, lit all the candles in the room, heated up the left overs from the day before, poured myself a glass of wine and sat down in front of the tv for some good Idol-entertainment.

I guess the news of the day isn’t really my cozy apartment though but the fact that Obama was given the Nobel Peace Prize. I don’t really know what to say about it. I think he has good intentions, I just hope that he can follow through on them as well. Having good intentions is not enough to make him worthy the prize, no matter how sympathetic he seems.

Love /M