The New Season – Reality
This year, I had every intention of cutting down on the amount of television watching being done around here. Of course, I say that at the end of every summer, after months spent only turning on the TV for Big Brother and the occasional movie. Then once the new season starts, I get sucked into…
As Bilingual As Baltimore
Not too long ago, I was replying to an email sent by a friend. She had asked me whether the Tinks were going to be bilingual and I explained that as both Janne and I are generally a little rusty in the Danish department (mor is way better), we’d do our best to help them…
A Link and Some Muzak
The whirlwind Poul visit is almost at an end and we’ve been cracking up the quality time. Which means that when I’m not spending time with family, I’m running around like a decapitated fowl, trying to catch up with the rest of my life. Much to my chagrin, there hasn’t been much blog-writing – words…
Tink Invasion
This weekend, the Tinks came to town, expertly wrangled by Janne and naturally, today’s all about loads of Tinks pictures (click for larger versions). Here, Janne looks somewhat like a deer caught in the headlights (albeit an absolutely beautiful deer – ahem!), but the boy’s so damn cute, I can’t not post it. Morgan already…
The Woman Inside: Self Image and Disability
Updated May 2, 2021 Self-image is a funny thing. How many of us see our ourselves with any degree of objectivity and/or accuracy? Usually, it’s manifested along the lines of a body image that just never measures up — when will we learn that it’s not normal to look like a stick? — but every…
Storks
Not a lot of words today, but to keep you entertained, a few pictures triggered by John’s comment on Monday. As he mentioned, my uncle (or yes, morbror) Poul is highly entertaining. He’s lived all over the world, is a bottomless fount of interesting stories and bad (but funny) jokes and he has several signature…
Siblings Are Forever
When the monarchs start fluttering south in September, my uncle Poul (mor’s brother) arrives for his annual visit.
Something for Everyone
The Obsession is nearly over and this week saw such monumental moves that I have to discuss it again. But first! A photo to keep the hordes who are unaccountably not glued to the TV at Big Brother All-Stars time – if you only knew what you’re missing – from banding together and doing an…
The Magic Carpet
Last week’s post about Moments and eternity sparked a good deal of reminiscing and walks down various memory lanes hereabouts. One of the paths led to the floor. Or rather, my parents’ floors. Persian rugs have been part of my life for as long as I can remember. My parents would save up money, often…
After Life
A long time ago, I watched a Japanese movie called After Life. It takes place in a sort of way station between death and eternity. As far as I remember – and after all, I am getting old, so who knows – the dead would spend 7 days there reviewing their life to choose the…