Are you still checking in here? I really wanna post here more often, but.. Time is flying, our house is full of wonderful people, people at home to keep in touch with, there’s grass to cut, waves to surf, studies that should be done, work that should be done, webshops that should be up and
The hardest thing about leaving for Sri Lanka is that Malli can’t come with us. Not really a problem bringing her, but taking her back into Europe. She would have to sit 3 months in quarantine.. So we’re super happy Isabell want and can take care of her. Malli is living the dream life with her
Some shots from the phone. This summer went by SO fast.. I guess it something all swedes say every year. But what a summer it was.. 9 days until we move to Sri Lanka.. (wow, while writing that I realize how little time that’s left.. Still need to get our passports back from Sri Lankan
Can you imagine the stoke we feel about this? It’s a decision that’s been with us for a while. At first we only spoke about it between us, with a low voice and a crooked smile. I’m not sure really when the actual decision came, but when Petter and I decide something, we do it. We
For foreign readers, we have something called the super-election-year in Sweden, meaning we have both an election to EU as well as the Swedish election during the same year. The EU election is this sunday, the 25th of may so the politic debate is hectic at the moment. So why should surfers vote green? Well.
Say what you want about these days.. Mother’s Day, Father’s Day, Cinnamon bun Day (is it only in Sweden?), Waffle Day etc etc. but International Women’s Day stands for something more than just encouraging one to buy more things. I choose to see it as a day to reflect over the gender equality in my
Me and petter have been talking about not posting any blog post about our everyday life here in Sweden anymore. Mostly because we feel it dosen’t give you or us anything, also because we think it’s boring.. But I like to show you how it is for us to come home so you can understand
This gray, long winter really knows how to make me depressed. “Still I am not from Barcelona, I am not even from Madrid. I am a native of the North Pole And that can mess up any kid.” Like The Tallest Man on Earth sings. When you feel like a messed up kid go buy yourself
We have had a little pause from this blog thing. We’ve been ill, had lots of stuff in school and then Petter’s family restaurant has opened it’s door to a new season. Our minds have been elsewhere. But then the other day I stood in line to pay at H&M and when it was my
