Navigating life through coffee, volunteering & laughter.
After a strange year without it, it returned this past weekend. With a 3.48 minute broadcast from Rotterdam. There was very poor acts & some very good one’s. Depending on your taste.
I was excited it was back as it signals a return to normalcy. The music was fun & boring. Some acts had practiced others not & it showed on their performance.
I was very tired but happy that the show is back. It shows how we’re slowly returning to a new normal. Yipeee for us.
Till next time.
I am sad as my Farmor passed this week, she was 102 & the matriarch of my family. She taught me how to fish for trout in the mountains north of her house. How to hike in the mountains, what to look for & how to figure out where you are.
Hence, I am okay not being okay because I am grieving, even though I knew it was coming. I am sad but relived she’s with all her friends & her husband wherever you go when you pass.
She was a strong & stubborn woman that would not let you even do dishes in her house. When we got married 10 years ago she asked all her friends to make us cakes. Something that I’ll never forget. The table was full of cakes in all shapes & colors.
I wanted to get married in a bunad & she found someone that let me borrow it for the ceremony. I still have pictures of me with it on, on the steps of her house. A memory I am grateful for, when she baked in her little galley kitchen no one was allowed in.
As a child I remember the smell of cakes wafting through her house. The cupboard always fully stocked with soda for us kids. It’s memory I will hold dear to my heart. Or when she cured trout in her bathroom & we couldn’t shower for 24 hours.
Those where the days, I ate soo much chocolate & cakes my teeth would hurt. Or when I visited from the US & went to visit at Christmas & she made me shrimp sandwiches for breakfast after I had gone out dancing until the early AM.
Her famous bread she could slice with precision. Soo many good memories to hold to my heart. I am grateful I got to spend time with her the last few years. Rest in peace Farmor. Love you always.
Till next time.
Last night we went to the big lake by our house & walked the dog. We walk our dog & hike with him. Something that’s good for us & our pet. However since the pandemic hit more people have gotten pets & they’re clueless about their care or not capable of picking up the poop. Gross.
We live in a neighborhood with lots of small kids & when I see poop on the sidewalk I get angry. Not because I might step in it but that a little kid may touch it. Also gross.
Last night we saw an overweight girl that was most likely told by her doc to excercise with tea cup size dog. She hadn’t walked it anywhere that was obvious. But that’s why I have maintained my weight through this whole pandemic because I move my body.
I’ve seen & heard people that have gained weight through this rough year & half. Something that I wouldn’t allow to happen to me. You’ve to be a little physical otherwise everything goes down hill. This week since Sunday we have walked & hiked 12km in a span of 3 days.
Excercise is important but don’t get a pet just you can have something in your purse, get a pet so you can climb tough terrain & conquer your fears. Get your adrenaline pumping & be proud of your accomplishments. Not so you can pretend you’re a celebrity.
Till next time.
