Så... har tenkt litt på kanskje å ta opp igjen bloggen. Det er liksom slik at alle bloggar. Og det er for så vidt greit nok, det, eg er ikkje den som på død og liv må gjere det alle andre gjer. Men det irriterer meg at eg har ein blogg som eg ikkje oppdaterer! Så derfor.
Men eg har ingenting å skrive om. Eg har ingen veldig interessante hobbiar (jo, interessante for meg, men å publisere?) eller flotte prosjekt (jo, forsåvidt, men å dele det med heile verda - og i tillegg når andre gjer det så mykje betre?) eller jobb som berre kastar morsomme situasjonar og sitat mot deg dagen lang.
Så... å blogge eller ikkje blogge. Det er spørsmålet.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Sunday, June 04, 2006
Pentecost Sunday
Today is Pentecost. We were late for church. As usual, the children now soon forget what it's like to go to Mass on Sunday.
We were there yesterday for a visit from the Nuncio - and arrived not five minutes before Mass started, but five minutes before it ended (late not of our own fault, because the time was printed incorrectly in the calendar) and while the girls behaved admirably - especially Saga who always behaves like an angel - Mikael Johannes did not behave like a big boy at all.
Secular people will probably say that it is just an escape from reality to think that religious rituals can make life any easier, make troubles go away and all that. But Mass and the stable framework around our daily life that the practice of our religion gives us, is something of such a great value that I can't help but be affected when we miss it. Virtues don't come sailing in by themselves without any effort. Life has been difficult for us, lately. I know what would be good for us. We need a close walk with God in all areas of our life. Getting there - together - is a matter of its own though, when the devil is tugging away at us in all directions, endangering even our marriage and family. He walks around in disguise, you see not the roaring lion until it is too late. But that is what he is, and the Lion has opened his mouth to devour us at an ample opportunity. I hope it is not too late to take refuge with the Lamb.
Signed,
StineC
We were there yesterday for a visit from the Nuncio - and arrived not five minutes before Mass started, but five minutes before it ended (late not of our own fault, because the time was printed incorrectly in the calendar) and while the girls behaved admirably - especially Saga who always behaves like an angel - Mikael Johannes did not behave like a big boy at all.
Secular people will probably say that it is just an escape from reality to think that religious rituals can make life any easier, make troubles go away and all that. But Mass and the stable framework around our daily life that the practice of our religion gives us, is something of such a great value that I can't help but be affected when we miss it. Virtues don't come sailing in by themselves without any effort. Life has been difficult for us, lately. I know what would be good for us. We need a close walk with God in all areas of our life. Getting there - together - is a matter of its own though, when the devil is tugging away at us in all directions, endangering even our marriage and family. He walks around in disguise, you see not the roaring lion until it is too late. But that is what he is, and the Lion has opened his mouth to devour us at an ample opportunity. I hope it is not too late to take refuge with the Lamb.
Signed,
StineC
Thursday, May 26, 2005
Lisa skipped to school...
Lisa gikk til skolen, tripp tripp tripp det sa, i den nye kjolen trippet hun så glad. OK, for those of you who don't understand Norwegian, that doesn't make sense. I know. I just had to write it. It is from a children's song, about little Lisa who skips happily to school in her new dress. (And that was just what happened to my little Sagalisa today. Read on:)
The first school dress I bought arrived yesterday, really superfast! I could hardly believe the dress could have got here on Wednesday if it was posted on Monday, but it was... Good on you, Royal Mail and Posten Norge, you haven't always been this speedy with your delivieries!
So today Saga got to go to kindy in her new dress. She looked so cute, but I am glad I have bought mostly sizes 4-5, because in my opinion it wasn't too big for her at all. Maybe a tad long, but that is easily fixed. Not too wide at all! Here, have a look:
© StineC
And in the mail today were two more small packets, they didn't take long to get here either. One was a grey pinafore dress which will probably be a bit too large for Saga yet, and the other a blue and white checked gingham summer dress which I also think may be a teeny weeny bit too large, but she'll grow into them both. Nice dresses in great condition at a bargain price - I am very pleased, and I know Saga will be too!
The first school dress I bought arrived yesterday, really superfast! I could hardly believe the dress could have got here on Wednesday if it was posted on Monday, but it was... Good on you, Royal Mail and Posten Norge, you haven't always been this speedy with your delivieries!
So today Saga got to go to kindy in her new dress. She looked so cute, but I am glad I have bought mostly sizes 4-5, because in my opinion it wasn't too big for her at all. Maybe a tad long, but that is easily fixed. Not too wide at all! Here, have a look:
© StineCAnd in the mail today were two more small packets, they didn't take long to get here either. One was a grey pinafore dress which will probably be a bit too large for Saga yet, and the other a blue and white checked gingham summer dress which I also think may be a teeny weeny bit too large, but she'll grow into them both. Nice dresses in great condition at a bargain price - I am very pleased, and I know Saga will be too!
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
Feeling like a genius for once :-D
OK, so I haven't blogged in a while. Life has been miserable to such an extent that I wouldn't want to be responsible for causing depressions in other people by writing about it. Everything seemed to go wrong. First of all there was the thing about no money. We were behind with everything; school fees, payment for kindergarten, rent... Replacing the front window of Sven's car that someone had smashed while parked. Outrageous phone bills even though we hardly ever call anyone - what costs is having a line! Owing money for repair of the car after the crash in February. My tooth chipped and I had to go to the dentist and have it repaired. Haven't been to the dentist for two years because we couldn't prioritize a checkup of otherwise good teeth when Sven cracked a molar, got an infection and had several thousand kr in emergency dental bills. Then Sven's health problems caused him to fail his level at school and has to redo the semester, leading to a possible loss of rights to student loans and grants. And if this wasn't enough, the school-related costs I have had since August that I should have had a refund for, as well as money that were wrongfully deducted from my benefit, are being denied refunded and my participation in the program is terminated. The house is unmanageably cluttered and untidy and the children has worn holes through pretty much of their clothes and I am ashamed to send them to kindy like that whether they be darned or not. Who wouldn't want to curl up and die?
And just as I was going to make some dresses for Saga to wear to kindergarten... Have patterns. Have sewing machine. Have the time now that my studies have gone down the drain. What I don't have is money for the fabric. What to do? And then, by luck, a strike of genius hit me:
Buy used school uniforms off eBay, of course! Show me the wiring of English children if they don't play, too. Practical and modest enough clothes in hard-wearing and easy to care for fabrics, and at prices that even I can almost afford at this time.
I really do feel like a genius for thinking of this. And since Norwegian children don't wear school uniforms, I can buy whatever pattern and colour scheme I like and mix and match and nobody will care if Saga wears red one day, and green the next. Now, if only more people would sell to Europe/worldwide instead of only to the UK, I could get even more bargains. =sigh= But I am pleased so far. It will be exciting when the first uniforms start arriving, and Saga can try them on. Check back for school fashion updates!
And just as I was going to make some dresses for Saga to wear to kindergarten... Have patterns. Have sewing machine. Have the time now that my studies have gone down the drain. What I don't have is money for the fabric. What to do? And then, by luck, a strike of genius hit me:
Buy used school uniforms off eBay, of course! Show me the wiring of English children if they don't play, too. Practical and modest enough clothes in hard-wearing and easy to care for fabrics, and at prices that even I can almost afford at this time.
I really do feel like a genius for thinking of this. And since Norwegian children don't wear school uniforms, I can buy whatever pattern and colour scheme I like and mix and match and nobody will care if Saga wears red one day, and green the next. Now, if only more people would sell to Europe/worldwide instead of only to the UK, I could get even more bargains. =sigh= But I am pleased so far. It will be exciting when the first uniforms start arriving, and Saga can try them on. Check back for school fashion updates!
Thursday, April 28, 2005
Forum posts you know better than to answer...
When you hang out on bulletin boards and various forums, you quickly learn that there are people who post just to provoke the regulars. Or that there are posters that are a certain cause for irritation no matter what they write even though they really don't intend to, it is just an aspect of their nature to vex you with every breath they take, seemingly. After a while of opening the threads they've started, you begin to think "I'd better not" before you do, because you've started to see a pattern. And then, you simply stop reading their posts.
And then you have those people where you don't really need that period of learning what they stand for and why they're there. You don't need to read ten or twenty posts to see a pattern. In fact, sometimes you know just by seeing the screen name what they're up to.
Like today, when I logged on to a forum for young Norwegian Catholics to read a reply I'd been automatically notified about (great feature, btw!) and saw the name of a new user. I knew what was coming before I even clicked. I don't know... does it say more about the other poster or about me - when I actually replied to the foreseeable negative comment made by someone who called himself "Antichrist" ??? Somethings really are best left alone. Like the tooth that I chipped last week and couldn't leave alone, just had to feel it with my tongue all the time. By the time I came to the dentist the next day, my tongue was all sore. But it's fixed now. Just like good moderators keep trolls away from otherwise decent fora.
That's why I am so pleased with Catholic Online. Toothaches don't stay. And neither do I stay for more blogging, since Cecilia have a teething ache and can't seem to sleep. Good night! (But if your teeth ache from grinding them while reading my posts, blame yourself!)
And then you have those people where you don't really need that period of learning what they stand for and why they're there. You don't need to read ten or twenty posts to see a pattern. In fact, sometimes you know just by seeing the screen name what they're up to.
Like today, when I logged on to a forum for young Norwegian Catholics to read a reply I'd been automatically notified about (great feature, btw!) and saw the name of a new user. I knew what was coming before I even clicked. I don't know... does it say more about the other poster or about me - when I actually replied to the foreseeable negative comment made by someone who called himself "Antichrist" ??? Somethings really are best left alone. Like the tooth that I chipped last week and couldn't leave alone, just had to feel it with my tongue all the time. By the time I came to the dentist the next day, my tongue was all sore. But it's fixed now. Just like good moderators keep trolls away from otherwise decent fora.
That's why I am so pleased with Catholic Online. Toothaches don't stay. And neither do I stay for more blogging, since Cecilia have a teething ache and can't seem to sleep. Good night! (But if your teeth ache from grinding them while reading my posts, blame yourself!)
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
It's tomorrow and I haven't........
Tomorrow is MJ's 5th birthday. It's not like I almost forgot completely, but I did forget to invite guests for his birthday party. I did forget to send in a picture to the local paper. If this wasn't enough, I have forgotten to gift-wrap his present, and if it hadn't been for the fact that Sven bought him his present on sale several months ago, I probably would have forgotten to buy him one, too. No, I can't wrap it now, because I have also forgotten to buy wrapping paper. But thankfully, there is at least a birthday present in the house. Never mind the lack of wrapping...
I have to bake a cake. I like baking cakes. No, correction: I like decorating cakes. And I like eating them. I don't particularly like baking them. But that has to be done. Unfortunately, my kitchen is a mess. Everything is a mess. I am a mess. I've got the blues, and although I have heard rumours that there do in fact exist people who do more houswork when they're depressed, I am not one of them. I have doubts as to the validity of their existance, to be quite honest.
Five years since my pudgy little baby boy was born! Time flies. And since he is getting older, so am I. Now that is a thought I so do not want to entertain. Getting old and gray-haired and still doesn't know what to do with my life. Regretting everything both done and undone. Yeah, you can see that I have a black cloud over my head today, can't you?
Hey, Black Rain Cloud, don't rain in my batter, OK ?
I have to bake a cake. I like baking cakes. No, correction: I like decorating cakes. And I like eating them. I don't particularly like baking them. But that has to be done. Unfortunately, my kitchen is a mess. Everything is a mess. I am a mess. I've got the blues, and although I have heard rumours that there do in fact exist people who do more houswork when they're depressed, I am not one of them. I have doubts as to the validity of their existance, to be quite honest.
Five years since my pudgy little baby boy was born! Time flies. And since he is getting older, so am I. Now that is a thought I so do not want to entertain. Getting old and gray-haired and still doesn't know what to do with my life. Regretting everything both done and undone. Yeah, you can see that I have a black cloud over my head today, can't you?
Hey, Black Rain Cloud, don't rain in my batter, OK ?
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
So much for azure moonlight!
It probably would be a good idea to write in the moonlight since, well, I called my blog Azure Moonbeams etcetera... But in all honesty, unlike some, I am no night owl. I just don't sit up all night.
Well, sometimes I do. Wake up at three or four in the morning. Wake up when Husband goes to bed, or when Cecilia wakes up, and then if the lights are on downstairs and I have to get up to switch them off, you bet I can't go back to sleep.
So, then, what do I do? Nothing productive, like working on my studies. Rather, I check out the message boards to which I am addicted. I have grown tired of one, so I am down to one now. Or occasionally play games online. Like the fun word game Bookworm, from Shockwave. But what I don't do, is blog! I used to, you know, when I were younger I kept a journal. OK, so it wasn't a blog, because nobody knew that a thing like the Internet even existed. (It apparently did, though. But not like now.) Maybe I should go back to writing in the wee hours.
Check back in a while and see...
Well, sometimes I do. Wake up at three or four in the morning. Wake up when Husband goes to bed, or when Cecilia wakes up, and then if the lights are on downstairs and I have to get up to switch them off, you bet I can't go back to sleep.
So, then, what do I do? Nothing productive, like working on my studies. Rather, I check out the message boards to which I am addicted. I have grown tired of one, so I am down to one now. Or occasionally play games online. Like the fun word game Bookworm, from Shockwave. But what I don't do, is blog! I used to, you know, when I were younger I kept a journal. OK, so it wasn't a blog, because nobody knew that a thing like the Internet even existed. (It apparently did, though. But not like now.) Maybe I should go back to writing in the wee hours.
Check back in a while and see...
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