leaving again

im off to eat tapas in spain.

enjoy the weekend!

sidetrack

returning from the new years celebration in the south, we were like a refugee bus with a few persons in the bagage of the car, a dog squezzed inbetween, plenty of bags and boxes.
instead of arriving in about 2-3 hours, we made a roadtrip of about 7 hours, with a few sidetracks.
beach with kung fu lesson in nacholim,
homous and dolmas in pfaradis
organic dates and veggies in kfar yeshua
and last but not least,
a stop by the police in yagur
(where we managed to get away with hidden people in the back, and an unvalid driving license)

it was a nice, but long day

some fine moments

visiting friends and their children in tel aviv

best friends sharing a bath

the sky from the bus between jerusalem to tel aviv

kissing rabbits, through a petshop window

city weekend

lola had her first visit in jerusalem

the city was bizarre as always

mojitos in my favorite bar

farewell

*yuko teaching how to tie the kimono*bones updressed for the party*surprise party in the canteen for our mademoiselle*the leftovers of the group*

weird it seems

that when it is 25 degrees outside, and i long for the beach all day,
we can still smell the autumn in the air.
today it is even abit windy, and i swept the terrace clean from dry leaves.

the hulk

was it frustration (even though in that moment, i mainly felt inspired) or simply roughness?
i just happened to break a cup with my bare hands while 'bathing' it.

only one of those english horse riding lords left. i can deal with that.

i better hide in bed before something else will break.

goodnight

(this week i opened up an account on last.fm, tradera, and gmail. sara, hold your horses. stay of the net for a while. do something with your life)

recommendation

i simply love erlend loe.
'doppler' and 'volvolastvagnar' are two of the funniest books i ever read.

miss effective

cooking is my meditation... (sometimes)
today i've made:
babaganoush (aubergine spread)
oven baked yam's and pumpkin
pomegranate/blackberry smoothie
pesto

and, last but not least
im waiting for the dough to finish rising,
and hopefully it will turn out well, 'the fantastic bread', which frkn l made ( i replaced the milk with yoghurt, and the flour is rye or something else)

kickasshousewife

friday

so far,
this day has been pretty good.
i had two pints of coffee!
and some yummy yoghurt with mango and figs.
then i played female lions, looking for a prey with eliyah. and she showed me her circus tricks.

now im trying to clean the house of r.
that is somewhat mission impossible.
he has a collection of dead bugs in the sleeping room.
not much longer though....

one of those days

...when calling in sick is the only option. i've spent the whole day in bed, infront of the ventilator. with a coffee. then with a mango shake. watching a movie. and just now, with a homemade veggie burger. i've got my personal care taker,
so being a woman ain't that bad after all...

for you

oh, i have such lovely sisters!

one made me feel like a happy cloud in the big city, all day long.
and the other made me slip into the clothes of a doctor.

thank you frkn l and fru a!!!!

(säga vad man vill om landstinget, men dom hittar på fiffiga ord ala landstings bakelse, och gillar tydligen vackra, gröna nyanser)

now, of course, these are not the only reasons for why i love and miss them.

right now eating baklava and sewing with bernette.
goodnight!

but this is more cruel..

one of my neighbours was playing michael bolton today. loud. for all of us to hear. without shame.
and now ancient metallica songs. i prefer the last though, if i have to choose...

it is cruel

we spent a day in acco

and managed to catch the sunset on the beach

ode to the french mademoiselles

today: i am scrubbing my shower with vinegar. how i love 'house wife tips', this one from yuko, hopefully it will remove all the icky stuff.
and im going to set the coffee right now. *working on cutting the sugar*

nine degrees in stockholm as i am typing. phew....

for the collection

another two cups. found in the kibbutz second hand, price: a euro. with some english looking lord on his horse on it.
perfect for cardamom coffee.

oh...

i really like this one, and to watch the intense gaze of the accordion player,
and this one for a sunday jazzy mood. or any other day for that matter.

thanks to lady k for the first one!

19.49

now, it is coffee time for me,
and liver time for the dog.
it is a weird feeling, after being a vegetarian for 12 years (and a vegan for 2 of those),
to buy expensive meat for a dog.

however, i still didn't manage to wake his interest for veggies....

almost like pripps

same same, but different

good night!

weekend

this is where i slept from friday to saturday

in a mongolian 'yurt'/tent

then a lovely breakfast with yoghurt, passionfruit (which i picked myself!), pine nuts and maple sirop....

followed by amazing shakshuka at mr bedouin's working place

doggy style