Category: My husband

First Days in Norway: Part I

Despite airport security thinking my insulin pump was a bomb in Chicago, not being able to bring my black cat with due to a bunch of bullshit papers, and being tired out of my mind- we are safe in Norway. As for my black…

Norwegian Invasion 2018

We leave tomorrow from Chicago to Norway! My mom was a big help in getting ready. Everything is done and packed up. There is just an issue taking my cat at the USDA office but it should be fixed tomorrow. My brother and I…

Deal-breaker.

She was tiny then. Owly had bearly anything to her but fluffy long hair and a gentle nature. She had been found as a kitten in Chicago by herself with no mom. The cat shelter owner, my sister in law, was concerned that she…

Thoughts to Let Simmer

I wish you could smell this. The garlic, the sweet tomatoes, the meatballs, the sauted onion in olive oil. . . . .it’s the smell of my childhood in the air. Everything my grandparents had was copper. I remember the giant spaghetti pot being…

Realization of Hygge

My hubby’s mother and step father are with us right now visiting. Today we went to Chicago. Boy, did they buy a lot of Christmas gifts. On the train, I was reading my book all about hyyge and it came to the section on…

This is Halloween!

In Norway, Halloween is only starting to become a holiday.  Mostly big cities seem to celebrate it. Some areas dress up and trick or treat. There are parties and that gives a reason to “get plastered” as my brother in law put it. When…

Brokiosken Jafs

Jafs is little but mighty- rivaling all other outdoor restaurants and fast food  in the area with long but quick lines and filled up seats with people eating. It’s quite a busy little restaurant. It’s in the perfect spot which is right in the…