Category: Norway

First Days in Norway: Part II

I already feel the need to be like everyone else for once in my life. I don’t like this feeling. I understand not a word around me and my clothes make me look blatantly American. It doesn’t help that I can only speak English….

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…

Stoner the Cat

Stoner is staying with me. He is my black cat furbaby and my eldest. As a baby, he lived with over 100 cats before being rescued from the hoarder. I suspect from his behavior that he ate human food. He absolutely loves chicken and…

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…

Thank You Note 3

Thank you, My lovely parent-in-laws for taking in my cats because they care about me.  

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…