Look here, Haters…

Seems that now that I am following my dreams people got something to say about it. Others have tried to guilt me, claim I’m ignorant or stupid about the world. They claim I don’t know what I am doing. Some even got angry.


This girl is not gonna let fears or anything stop her. I got stuff to do in my life before I die. Working at a dead end job I hate and living in a tiny apartment aren’t any of them. I see those as mere stepping stones to owning a house, kitties and doggies. I want to live by the ocean and cuddle to sleep. I want to work a fun job. I want to see the world with my hubs. And I’m gonna. I got plans.

Here are some things I want to do before I die:

  1. Visit several nations including: New Zealand, Italy, Germany, Sweden, Finland, Denmark, Iceland, Ireland, England, Japan, South Korea, Spain. . . .
  2. Visit a tropical Island
  3. Ask the Dalai Lama a question
  4. Go on a cruise
  5. Walk for Mental Health
  6. Meet and hug Adora BatBrat
  7. Walk for Leukemia
  8. Pet an otter
  9. Make homemade pho
  10. Be a mommy to a puppy
  11. Go rock climbing
  12. Visit a Buddhist temple
  13. Make Indonesian food with Aunt Aika (hubby’s aunt)
  14. Invest in stocks
  15. Attend an anime convention in full cosplay as a character
  16. Visit the Vatican
  17. Learn to knit
  18. Make a pilgrimage to the site of St. Dymphna
  19. Drop a 500$ dollar tip just because
  20. Get a degree
  21. Get a PhD
  22. Stay at an Ice Hotel
  23. Eat street tacos in California
  24. bathe in milk
  25. Have a successful art business
  26. See a fashion show
  27. Meet Jyrki Linnankivi
  28. Hug a Gothic Lolita in Japan
  29. Teach Benjamin how to make sauce
  30. Hike in a Japanese Forest
  31. Get more tattoos
  32. Go to the Black Cat Ball in the United States
  33. Be 115 pounds again
  34. Live in another nation other than Norway and The United States.
  35. Visit New Orleans during Halloween
  36. Write a book
  37. Eat a 5 star restraunt
  38. Own a art studio
  39. Own a hot tub and use it during winter
  40. Have paella in Spain
  41. Host a fancy tea party
  42. Have an expensive wedding
  43. Dye my hair green
  44. Let someone cut my hair however they want to
  45. Vacation in the middle of nowhere without wifi
  46.  Have a walk in closet
  47. Have a Harry Potter Marathon and watch all the movies
  48. Drive a Corvette
  49. Dive in the ocean
  50. Get published


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 wouldn’t be adoptable because she was so shy of humans. My husband held her and Owly exposed her belly to him to pet her. She chose him. Now, I was looking at the doorway watching this tiny baby cat. She opened her mouth to let out a squeak. Then another. Then another. Then she finally formed a meow. It was past midnight and I fell asleep to her practicing talking. Memories like these are why you own a cat.

I looked at my husband and said “It’s a deal-breaker if I can’t take my cats.”  He looked at me worried. Moving to Norway would be difficult for a cat he explained. The traveling would take at least 18 hours in a cage and then adjusting to the new environment. Then the airline would have to approve them coming along.

Change of plans. The worst happened. Owly and Taco-Ravioli cannot come along. Just my black cat, Stoney, can. The airplane trips have room for only one cat.

It’s not a deal-breaker. I am just really upset. I’m leaving so much already. Now I have to give up my pets? Bullshit. Like, I am asking myself why I am doing this again? I am reassuring myself this is the right thing to do. My two cats will be taken care off.

I will really miss having my little family together.


Why did I choose Stoney? Stoney was my first cat and a gift from my hubby, Kim. Stoney or “Stoner” has a super relaxed personality fit for transitioning, being handled and a plane ride. He loves humans, eating chicken and catnip. I remember a period that Kim was gone. I think it was due to some government rule. . . . And I slept for the first time in our apartment at night alone. Stoner came into bed with me and slept on Kim’s side all night. Some of the fondest memories of our early marriage was playing with Stoner.  We both loved watching him jump in the air and teaching him the command “kiss kiss” for nose kisses.

My life is a little ball of stress right now, but I am hopeful it’s all worth it.


Packing Theme Music

Packing all by yourself alone in an apartment is pretty boring. My cats are entertaining, playing with the wrapping paper and boxes but it’s not quite enough. I often say “Oh heck with it!” and quit. BUT I found a way to deal with it.

I play lots and lots of music. Here is some of what I play:




You can probably see a bit of a pattern here. I like beautiful vocals, dark lyrics and electronica.  Do you have a recommendation for new music?


(I do not own the rights to any of the music videos)

I Eat All The Time

Diabetes Type 1 has friends that often come along for the ride. One of the for me is my recent diagnosis of diabetic gastroparesis. This means my stomach is paralyzed. My vagus nerve has been damaged, causing my stomach to empty too slowly.  Once again, my eating habits have to change.


The following is a list of how I have to eat my meals. I eat 6-8 times a day, every 2-3 hours and in small amounts. I have to follow the “Low Residue Diet” or eat food that is not hard to digest. FODMAP Diet is another diet many people follow who have gastroparesis but I have been instructed by a doctor not to.


  • Soy
  • Limited garlic and onions
  • Uncooked fruits
  • Uncooked vegetables
  • Potatoes with skin
  • High protein
  • High fat
  • Fried food
  • Nuts
  • Seeds
  • Whole grain breads and cereals like wheat bread and brown rice
  • Coconut
  • Dried food like raisins
  • Beans, lentils
  • Tofu
  • Certain cooked vegetables, including peas, broccoli, winter squash, Brussels sprouts, cabbage, corn (and cornbread), onions, cauliflower, potatoes with skin, and baked beans
  • Pickles, olives, relish, sauerkraut, and horseradish
  • Popcorn
  • Tough meats with gristle




  • Gluten okay
  • Lactose okay, cow’s milk
  • White bread
  • Plain crackers
  • Cooked/Hot cereal
  • Cold cereal (with milk)
  • White rice
  • Regular pasta
  • Cooked fresh vegetables
  • Canned vegetables without seeds
  • Tomato sauce without seeds
  • Ripe bananas
  • Soft cantaloupe
  • Honeydew
  • Canned or cooked fruits without seeds or skin, like applesauce or canned pears
  • Avocado
  • All meats but sausage, and they must be tender and soft
  • Vegetable and fruit juice without pulp
  • Limited caffeine such as soda and coffee


Liquefied, mashed, pureed, blended or soupy food is best to have, especially if I have a flare-up. So food like smoothies, shakes, mashed potatoes, juices and soup are all good for me to have. Luckily, I like all of the above. I still can have solid foods, just with some of these super soft foods too.


In a perfect world, I would be having some help. So far eating so often is a pain in the butt. I keep having to brain storm what I can eat for my meals and I feel I keep eating too big of portions. If I was able to see a reputable dietician I might have been able to transition to eating this way a bit easier. Why bother seeing a dietician when I am moving to a different country with a different way of eating?

Norway has less fast food, better quality food and fresher food. Many chemicals used in the United States in food are banded in Norway. Obviously the brands are also all different. Like I have mentioned before, eggs are orange and not yellow in the middle. Orange yolk means it’s a fresher egg. Everyday bread is like what we would label artisan bread in the US. They eat less processed, fried and fatty food. All these things are great and healthy!




Proud Finns: Independence and HIM

If you thought I didn’t know about 100 years of Finnish Independence from Sweden and Russia you’d be very wrong. How could I not know? So many of the facebook pages, blogs and websites I follow announced it joyously.


Also with this post I want to say goodbye to HIM, one of Finland’s most well known bands. They retire early next year.

I remember the first time I really saw HIM on MTV. Their shirts and merchandise were on all the boys. I thought it was just Bam Margera crap. Then I actually saw a music video by them. I remember it vividly because it was the beginning of something wonderful for me- the beginning of being in love with Finland.

I have many memories of HIM. They were forbidden by my parents and liking them made me a rebellious teenager. I had them all over the place: my locker, my computer and really anywhere I could hide them. My first love even looked like Ville Valo with a replica of his famous “Your Pretty Face is Going to Hell” jacket. He would send me promiscous pictures of Ville to flirt and burned every album from Finland he owned. I then watched every VIVA LA BAM episode hoping to see Ville Valo and got into gothic music.


HIM was a band I feel I connect with, artistically helps me flourish and helped me to understand love. Love is one of the greatest emotions to feel but it can make you suffer and hurt. It can toy with you, it can be a beast. It can seem evil. This is HIM.

Congratulations, Finland. You’ve had one hell of a year.