Yesterday we had some guests over for lunch, secretly hoping that our girls would play together, but instead they napped, and so I made some minestrone soup and these buns to go with. I would have made the garlic buns, but on account of an intolerance I had to be more creative. These babies I found on trines matblogg and we all liked them so much I decided to make them again today. The original version is no knead, but then you have to have them rise overnight, but I added more yeast and baked them the same day.
This fall I can finally say I’ve been living in Norway for half of my life. Just before turning the big 40, I get to become a mom and it’s a dream come true. I’ve known I wanted to be a mom ever since I was in my teens, but somehow it wasn’t meant to happen until now.
Sunday at last, nice and quiet, coffee in my hand and apartments to check on the internet. I’m listening to the birds chirping outside and peeping on Sam who sleeps like a puppy with his paws gathered.
The days pass by quickly, I barely notice them, between photography classes, interpreting here and there, a coffee with a friend and making dinner, Monday turns into Wednesday and suddenly it’s Friday all over again. I want to do all sort of things, I find photography exhibitions nearly every other day, but either they collide with my classes or the weather prevents me from getting out of the house.
Today we’re going to a friend’s place for lunch where I’ll be photographing her 3 years old with Sammy boy. It’s raining again, I can feel it in my limbs, especially after the party yesterday; we didn’t go to bed until 2 am. I’m too old for that, while everybody was dancing I petted Kalle, the dog of the guests. Both he and I were looking at each other with that pained face saying “turn down the music and then turn it off”.
Have a lovely day!