The Future is Now

I’m in a good place in my life- I feel loved and I love him back, with a peace of mind only possible in adulthood, not at all reminiscing of the exhausting experiences in my early twenties, when I was losing sleep and energy over a phone that didn’t ring or a date that was 3 hours late. If you haven’t experienced that, you should consider yourself lucky, I for one have been through it all- reciprocated love, unrequited love, hate, addiction, Platonic love, you name it. But not anymore. Now I love the way I probably should have from the beginning had I only known how. One of my earliest memories of not being like everybody else was when I kept wondering how it was possible for the parents of one class mate to love his as long as he had spectacles. I mean, I was probably 7 and that was what was going through my head, how you had to be perfect in order to be loved. :-/ Anyways.

Although I don’t feel particularly professionally accomplished (I know you’ve heard that before!), I’m investing time and money in my hobbies, I’m traveling and I’m reading like never before, I feel the world at my feet, the only thing I have to do is grab it by the tail! And that I am, every day is sort of an adventure, a small adventure, that is, ’cause I still need my naps, but these days I’ve been driving outside town with a friend for props- a marble board and old wooden boards- popped by thrift stores for antiques and styled my own little “tableaux”, with more or less luck. And today I’ve baked bread, not that I hadn’t done that before, but the kind of old-fashioned round bread, the no knead one. And boy, was it lovely!

 

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The English Countryside

As I probably mentioned before, I was going to England for a baking and photography workshop with Marte Marie Forsberg, hoping to get away from my somewhat stressful interpreter life and to catch up a bit with Lavinia, my ex high-school frenemy, now one of my dearest friends. And so I packed a few things to wear- obviously the wrong clothes and shoes, ’cause I’m a notoriously bad packer- two books and off I went. The first two days I stayed at Lavinia’s in London, in Burnt Oak, aka Little Romania, in a charming townhouse with a giant fig tree and two teenagers too shy for their own good. We chatted long into the night and I tried to sleep in the day after, but the planets aligned against it: the groceries got delivered at 7, then I had to use de bathroom upstairs when all the house was up, and then, when I was nearly falling asleep, the neighbour’s dog started barking and then again, when I had finally managed the deed, the vacuum cleaner started and it felt like the cleaning lady was hoovering the inside of my brain. So I made myself some coffee and read a bit in my pjs. By noon we went to Hampstead, where I did a bit of vintage, charity and regular shopping and then we all had lunch at this charming Italian restaurant. It was hot, too hot for England, and I so I rolled my pants up like a child to be able to bear with it without complaining. And the glass of rosé sure helped some.

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Cabin weekend

Hi, friends! Missed me? I don’t know what I do with my time, it flies so fast! I’ve been trying hard to learn how to drive responsively and it seems to be such a big task for a wooly-headed person like me. I keep driving 20 km under the speed limit on a highway and 20 km over in the city! Plus I get really impatient with bikes and people who cross the street when they shouldn’t. Not to mention that I can’t concentrate for two hours in a row for the life of me, I probably have some undiagnosed ADD, ’cause I’ve always been like that. Haha!

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Rhubarb and Strawberry Compote

The perfect summer dessert for me is fruit, preferably with a little twist- be it some vanilla sugar, chocolate coating or a simple dash of rosé. And since rhubarb is in season, what better way to treat yourself than putting together a compote to chill you down in the evening hours. We’re experiencing full summer in Norway, almost a heat wave, I’d say. And as it always is when you’d rather be at the beach, I’ve been working in court these days and so I had to dress accordingly. However, when I finally get home, it’s off with all the office clothes, on with the bikini, sparkling wine in hand and dessert on my mind. 😉

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Gothenburg

17th of May, Norway’s national day, fell on a Thursday this year and since it’s Pentecost on Monday, yippie yay for yet a long bank holiday! And given we’re not into crowds, flags or loud intoxicated youths and we don’t have children who play in a band, we thought we’d skip the whole shebang and escape to Sweden! And it turned out Gothenburg was a hidden gem, at least in this summer weather we’ve been having! “One should think Italy moved to Sweden”, I told a bartender excitedly, while waiting for him to pour our rosé. “I know, it’s unbelievable, it’s even hotter than the Mediterranean these days!”

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Garden Life

I haven’t blogged in a long time and I realized I’ve kind of missed it! The thing is I’m trying to write “real stuff”- short stories or even a novel and the process is exhausting, I’m telling you! Besides, it leaves me with a feeling that blogging is just amateur writing that no one reads anyways. But then a couple of friends told me they were looking forward to my new entries and so I decided to let you know how things are on this side of the world. 😉

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A Weekend in the Mountains ‘

In Norway, having a cabin is like having a grandma in the countryside in Romania. Everybody has it, except for us, the newcomers. And since I have a dog and no kids, I seldom get invited anywhere- at this cabin we can’t have dogs, at the other we’re going with the kids (no thanks!) and so on. Oh, and I forgot to mention that I don’t ski, I have a tendency to complain at times and I can be quite a pain in the ass if not in the mood for company. Beat that!

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