Back i guess?

So im back in Trondheim.. My hometown. And i thought it would be easy piece lemon-squeeze..
Not at all. The whole experience has been a bit of a shock. Not even sure what i had in mind.
The city is larger. The laws are stricter. The bitching is strong. We don't like gypsies, we don't like seagulls, we are soon to make Stoltenberg go.. we have a new law for barren women to have kids with egg donation.. Nobody pays cash here. Sheep walk the streets. Im confused. Still there is the smell of cut grass and daddy longlegs/longjohns..whatever captain calls it.. and field strawberries.. and magpies, owls, sparrows and squirl, bats, mice, ferrets, and an occasional shy deer walking across your lawn...

In Norway again. Hola Trondheim

So.. Back living in Trondheim after years and years abroad. The new life has not been as sooth as expected, but hey, story of my life..nothing ever is.
The summer breezed by nearly noticeable, but not without good parts.
Moving is stressful. Settling in more so.
Captain is practicing his Norsk and I'm on the job-hunt yet again.
Some new observations on my home-country/ town.

IN TRONDHEIM

- You can fish in the city-center and eat it too
- Every girl between fifteen and twenty five wears thick tights and hotpant short denim shorts coupled with either converse or mad heels
- There are sheep in the streets.. gnashing away in peoples gardens
- Norwegians have gone stark raving mad.. They exercise themselves to the point of lunacy. Everyone seem to own roller-skies, scott mountain bikes, nordic walking sticks, step-counters and every gadget and flashy outfit available for sale.
- A good night out is five hundred EURO
- The local dialect is the coolest of all Norwegian dialects
- I have to stop smoking

Erratic memories from 2011.. looking back on a very eventful year

The year the middle-east exploded. And the year my captain did 24 trips to Libya during war.

The year my back collapsed and had me 6 weeks in bed, which further contributed to 10kg extra..

2011 when Amy Winehouse and Elizabeth Taylor died

2011 the scare of nuclear power worldwide and the tradgedy of Japan's tsunami

2011 the year I lost faith in Barac Obama

The year I realized it is time to grow up (2012 will be the year to do it)

2011 I worked in an office with a kiwi as the news of the earthquake was announced

The year I did not even bother watching the royal wedding

2011 insanity hit home as with the madman savaging kids and politicians in Norway

Silvio Berluscouni finally resigns!

I am coming back home. So long rock, hello home country. 17 years abroad.

Reflections on 2012

What a year 2011 has been. Is it just me or was it a though one? Thinking about the year 2011 I think many of us have been challenged this year. Friends and family have gone through similar yet unrelated challenges. It's as if 2011 was, not a negative year per se, but just... testing. 2011 tested our patience, wallets and durability. Many couples I know have had the classic "rough patch".. Some have lost their jobs. Others have had financial difficulties. I's as if 2011 was the year of "when the going gets though..."
I sure hope that 2012 is a lucky year. A year of less strain and gritted teeth. I might be the odd one classifying years in categories, but that's just something I do. 2009 was a disaster-year. 2010 was happy-year. 2011 was a year of trials and tribulations. 2012 will be ...? Merry Christmas everyone..

Living without water and electricity

Soon I'm to relocate to this place. It has all the comforts of home, except electricity and running water. No tv, no   Jacuzzi,, no washer/dryer, no microwave and no hairdryer... Will be quite the experience.

How many people this day and age get a chance to live like that for a year?
It's an adventure. It will be hard to deal with the isolation. Living with no shortcuts..

Ode to captain

Broad shoulders need to rest
Not from worry
Just de-stress
Slip under the sheets
Receive all of my heat
His broad shoulders form a rest
When I'm on top hands on chest
Now this is how it's gonna be
My honey and your tree

If men designed this it would be durable and at a reasonable price.

Lately certain things have annoyed me. Objects mostly. Overpriced ones. The kind made for females only.
Honestly. I can assure you that the "wings" on fecking pads would actually work if designed for men. And should the stronger sex happen to have had the periods instead of us, pads and penis-tampons (!?) would be given away for free in pharmacies as a huMAN right!
Don't even get me started on nylons. Not even once in my tight-wearing life have nylons lasted a full 12 hours!
I swear if men used tights they would be as sturdy, yet comfortable and wearable as NASA spacesuits. And the price difference for male versus female products. Razors. Why are ours more expensive for us. Not only are we cursed with shaving everything but our faces.. we pay extra. Same now that Nivea and the lot are making men skincare lines.. Less expensive! Even deodorants.. identical roll-ons are more costly for women. Dont tell me it takes more ingredients too cover woman-sweat! Ahrg!

Missing. Thoughts on longing

I'm starting to get, for the first time in my life properly, why so many great works of art are made on the basis of longing. Music, literature, films, paintings even buildings.. great work of beauty are created by humans missing another human being.
Sure I have missed people before! I've sent fond thoughts. I've called and text-ed endlessly, had private conversations with them in my head, written letters, lost sleep and all the things that you do when missing.
Yet, it took me til 2011 to know the real measure of real longing. Longing for the one you love. The one who's presence is for you as essentially different as being asleep or awake.
Irish captain's at sea, and he left me in sweet longing. I would give anything for the guarantee that this ache won't turn from bittersweet, as I know he'll return to me, to sour. Luckily I'm too in love and feel in love back enough not to indulge in the mental insanity of playing the "what if.."- game.
I fully get the "climb every mountain" and "swim across oceans"-theeme now. And believe me,- I would.
However I don't think there can be beautiful missing combined with certain suicide, so I'll bet leave the ocean-crossing and mountain climbing.
Already planning the scrumptious meals I'll make him when he returns. Nice way to spend the time walking the dog. What would Irish Captain appreciate for dinner tonight?
I'm not longing because I am bored.
I don't miss him because I like to keep an eye on him.
I don't wait for him so he can come sort my life out.
I don't miss him out of habit
I don't miss him to because I'm acquired to..
I just do. And it feels good. Similar to how my heart feels when I miss my mother or father. Family.
Irish captain feels like family.

Just for today

As I mentioned before I have been pondering spirituality and just been very "deep and meaningful" lately.
The affirmations below are actually from AA, however I feel it's applicable to absolutely everyone. I've printed this out and carry it in my bag. Whenever I feel overwhelmed of life's trials and tribulations, I try to take a minute to myself and read through the points to remind me of the importance of serenity and living on life's own term's, not trying to make life fit mine.

• Just for today I will try to live through this day only, and not tackle all my problems at once. I can do something for twelve hours that would appall me if I felt that I had to keep it up for a lifetime.
• Just for today I will be happy. This assumes to be true what Abraham Lincoln said, that most folks are as happy as they make up their minds to be.
• Just for today I will adjust myself to what is, and not try to adjust everything to my own desires. I will take my luck as it comes, and fit myself to it.
• Just for today I will try to strengthen my mind. I will study. I will learn something useful. I will not be a mental loafer. I will read something that requires effort, thought and concentration.
• Just for today I will exercise my soul in three ways: I will do somebody a good turn, and not get found out; if anybody knows of it, it will not count. I will do at least two things I don’t want to do just for exercise. I will not show anyone that my feelings are hurt; they may be hurt, but today I will not show it.
• Just for today I will be agreeable. I will look as well as I can, dress becomingly, keep my voice low, be courteous, criticize not one bit. I won’t find fault with anything, nor try to improve or regulate anybody but myself.
• Just for today I will have a program. I may not follow it exactly, but I will have it. I will save myself from two pests: hurry and indecision.
• Just for today I will have a quiet half hour all by myself and relax. During this half hour, sometime, I will try to get a better perspective of my life.
• Just for today I will be unafraid. Especially I will not be afraid to enjoy what is beautiful and to believe that as I give to the world, so the world will give to me.