I am in the United States now. If you’re just tuning in, I am trying to immigrate to Norway from the US. My visa is stupid and now I have to be here away from my husband at my parents’ house along with my cat, Stoner. He’s a pretty, black cat. My parents were babysitting…Read more »
Thank you, Stoner the Cat, for giving goodnight kisses since hubby is not here (US).
I decided to make a MASSIVE list of self love prompts and writing prompts to do while in America. (I started earlier than that, but oh well.) Doing these prompts is a great way to creatively write easily, get to know yourself and relax. I haven’t found a list quite like this one to do…Read more »
This immigration-moving-thing we’re doing is proving to be a total pain in the ass and I am relying on family/friends heavily to get through it. I couldn’t be doing this without help. In less than a weeks time I will be back in America with my parentals. Haven’t lived there in 5 years so it…Read more »
Lemme Point This Out… I wondered how I could fit in…… Well first, as you already know, I am emerged in the culture. Oh dear. It was weird and foreign for Norwegians to see me act traditional to the point of wanting to correct my behavior. For instance, I make food spicier for my husband…Read more »
There is a pupper I live with named Rappo. This pupper is a an awesomely cute pup. Here is a picture of cute puppers: Unfortunately no Norwegian person will call a dog, pupper. You should probably stop using the word pupper. It means boobs.
I have been living for five years believing I was Type 1 in the United States. I got a call about a blood test I did recently while in Norway to measure how much insulin I actually make. I make insulin, but I just can’t use it which is the description for Type 2 diabetes.…Read more »