Sunday, April 12, 2015

universality and headshots

You know that thing where you point and nearly or actually touch the front of a person's shirt, and you tell them they've got something there, and when they look down you bop them in the nose? Apparently that is universal. You know what is not universal? Dr. Seuss.

Admittedly, these things are probably not so black and white and a bit more situational. But it is a truth from my experience.

Dr. Seuss does have a Swedish wiki page, and the last line says approximately: In english speaking countries, he is the most widely sold children's author, even if he was never especially big in Sweden.


Yesterday I gave Greg a haircut and he trimmed up his beard. (Happy birthday to my MIL, who is the one who appreciates this the most.) Then we spent a bit of time taking photos, because he needed a new professional headshot (think linkedIn, or an academic website, etc.). I think it was a good endeavor. I took 101 photos, 42 of which I think he has a natural or good expression. And of those, 7 are respectable and usable for professional purposes. There are also some pretty great outtakes, which I can only hope will one day make it to the interwebs via twitter or something similar.

Maybe it is rude to talk about it without showing an example, but unfortunately for you, the purpose of the photo taking was for his use, and not for my personal blog use. We'll survive the lack.

At any rate, I'm thinking that I'd like to do this more. It might be more difficult to get natural expressions from people who are not my husband. But it is a thing I enjoy doing, and I think it might be a thing people want/need but find difficult to ask for. Anyone in need of a professional headshot?

Friday, April 3, 2015


There was a time in February when my morning commute corresponded to sunrise and my evening commute corresponded to sunset. It was really beautiful. One time I brought my camera on the commuter train and was clicking away like a tourist.



Above are the burial mounds in gamla Uppsala. Also note that many of these have reflections of the train lights, just to clear up any possible confusion.






The final of the above photos was taken just after getting off the train in the morning. The photos below are taken in the afternoon before getting on the train back home.






Monday, March 23, 2015

St. Paddy's Aurora

Did you know that in Finland, the legend goes that a fox paints the aurora with its tail? The finnish word for aurora translates to "fire of the fox" and of course it sounds adorable (as all finnish words do). These are the fun things you can learn when the aurora goes crazy and everyone is talking about it. I even overheard a conversation on the train about the northern lights. Being able to overhear and understand Swedish conversations is probably one of my biggest accomplishments of the past year. It is funny to think about what sorts of small things keep you from feeling isolated.

ramble ramble photos!


















Sunday, March 22, 2015

What does it mean?

Scene: A weekday evening. Greg has gotten home earlier than expected. Went food shopping. Meghan has gotten home later than expected. Stopped by the food shop on her way, thinking Greg wouldn't be home yet.

M: Hi Honey, I'm Home! (parts of this dialogue are re-created and did not actually happen) I didn't think you'd be home already.
G: Yup, I'm making dinner!
M: Oh good! I actually also just stopped at the store and bought dinner.
G: What did you buy?
M: Frozen pizza.
G: That's what I'm making! What kinds did you get?
M: Mozzarella and Gyros, you?
G: Mozzarella and Salami!
M: I see we also both bought bananas.
G: And did you also buy salad greens?
M: Yup.

In addition to buying three of the exact same items, the following purchases were made: fil (a swedish yoghurt-like food) by Greg and müsli by Meghan. Both also checked to see if the Peach-Jalapeño ice cream had been restocked.

Saturday, March 21, 2015

Aurora article

I wrote an article for the Aurorasaurus blog? Did you hear? Well, really it is just a blog post, but I think it is more official than my regular posting. So clearly I can call it an article, right?

Wednesday, February 25, 2015


You know what I ate for the first time [knowingly] in my life?


Banana split! Greg made this one with a fried banana. I ate the whole thing and kind of enjoyed it. Although I don't see my future self going after a banana split anytime soon.

Shortly after my first banana split experience, I partook in a dinner among Swedes which included a giant bowl of ice cream as dessert. The giant bowl included: vanilla ice cream, banana slices, little meringues, and chocolate sauce.

This is going nowhere. Bye!

Sunday, February 22, 2015

Sportlov, days 4 & 5

Still just sporting along. Or not, but enjoying myself nevertheless.


1. Oiling my dance shoes. I feel like that is not the proper expression for the activity in which you put oil on your leather shoes. Maybe I should write "conditioning" my shoes. I don't know, but I did it. My shoes had been looking pretty dry, so it was needed.

2. Not walking Greg to the office, because I walked almost there to meet up for lunch. Luckily it is Thursday so I got pea soup and pancakes.

3. Knitting. I am really liking the tie in linen stitch. Plus it will be reversible, depending on whether Greg wants to be sporting (YES, sportlov pun) a more textured look or a more flat look. Since I finished all of the good podcasts, I've been watching some Swedish television, which I think counts as language study.

4. Plus Duolingo. Which really hates me. Low bars forever.

5. Laundry. All. the. laundry.

Friday was more of the same, but noteworthy are:

1. Knitting. I finished almost the whole thing while watching movies/series of Jane Austen novels.

2. And I finally did some more fitness, since I skipped Wednesday and Thursday.