The haircut

Yesterday afternoon I got a phone call from kinder. My heart raised to 140 b/min and the most horrible thoughts crossed my mind in the blink of an eye. "One of them had an accident" "One of them has gotten sick" "Just don't let it be serious, please, please, please..."

I answered with my heart in my throat and heard it was one of Olivia's teacher.

"I just want to tell you that Olivia cut her hair"

"What?"

"She and her friend have cut their hair"

"What? I don't really understand" -it was hard not to sound too stupid but I just couldn't believe my ears, why would Olivia cut her own hair when she was trying so hard to grow it as long as Rapunzel's? And then, why would the teacher call to say that unless she had practically made herself bald? I got a little panicky...

"It's not that bad, but I just wanted you to know before you pick her up"

And I was studying and thinking about my little girl's gorgeous hair all destroyed.

It was not that bad after all... The thing is that her friend -who is even wilder than my Olivia- managed to sneak out some scissors after lunch. They hid and cut their own hair so they would have the same length. As a result, Olivia got half of her hair short and half long so I had to cut it after the bath. 

The positive is: 

1. They didn't hurt themselves
2. It was not Olivia's idea
3. It was not Olivia who sneaked out the scissors
4. She will never do it again
5. It wasn't that bad
6. It was not under my supervision
7. It was only hair.

Telling the story for the camera (although it was a photo) It was pretty funny when she explained the whole thing.

And that's how she looks now

Save yourselves and jump!

The fish tank with the brand new monsters

It's well known that the big fish eats the small one, but that it's the case if, and only if, the big one gets to bite the small one before it jumps out of the fish tank.

Believe it or not, I have found a fish right out of the tank. Apparently it committed  suicide when trying to swim away from the scary big ones that Nicklas brought home last Saturday.

It's sad to say that more than half of the guppies were eaten, so our fish tank is now war zone. But apparently, some fish have high honor or pride... I wouldn't know, and are very willing to die of suffocation instead of feeding the big fish. We have some lessons to learn from this little fellow.

In case you wonder, NO, I DID NOT touch it with my bare hands, the thing had rigor mortis!

Free days comming to an end

Last Tuesday I had my last test for the first course of the last year in College: Theory and Methods in Nursing Science III. I am glad to say I have passed it, although I don't have a clue about the first test of the course... wait and see I'm afraid. When it comes to College, the sad truth is that "good things, not always, come to those who wait"

The thing is that, since I was ready with the (pretty boring in deed) course, I took some days off and stood home with the girls pretending that I am a stay at home mom. I had made so many wonderful plans! Truth is that things do not always turn out the way we want them to. 

Olivia had an audiometry on Wednesday and we went to town afterwards. We got some clothes for them and we were supposed to eat in Subway after but Olivia got impossible and we headed back home to noddle soup.

Thursday was kind of O.K., we started doing some Halloween decorations (let me be clear on this one, I do not like to celebrate a holiday that is either an Argentinean nor Swedish tradition but TV won over me and the girls are saying over and over again that it is their favorite holiday after X-mas)  but we missed black card stock which we didn't buy on Wednesday because of Olivia's misbehaving, so we just made one pumpkin, a kinda cool one, I have to admit. The girls lost their patients in the "glue drying process", turned on the TV and laid on the couches to watch cartoons. Not my idea of a crafting evening but they were tired so I sat in front of the lap top and did nothing at all.

I woke up all restless today and determined to have a much better day so we got all dressed up and went to town again (in the rain and wind) to get the missing card stock, some kite paper and... oh yeah! nail polish for me. We eat out and had some ice cream (that one NOT in the rain and wind) and came back to have some hot chocolate and watch my favorite Disney movie ever: Tim Burton's The Nightmare Before Christmas. I found it in the store for a very good price, so I bought it! 

The Halloween decorations will have to wait until tomorrow and Sunday, and probably the weekend to come since the Preclinical Course III starts on Monday and it is going to be a very intense one.

I will post the pics of whatever we make as soon as they are ready, for now it's just one pumpkin and some card stock.

"Cleaning" my USB

I am spending this Saturday afternoon cleaning my USB and picking up some pics so I can start the scrapbook once and for all. I went through the folder "Emily & Olivia" and found this... I can't stop laughing! She looks so mean!

Emily "Green Fingers" Nilsson

Just before the summer, Emily planted 2 pepper seeds in kinder. She came home all excited about seeing them grow and the eating the peppers, which she didn't know whether they would turn out to be green, red, orange or yellow.
To my surprise the plants did grow, and soon they had big leaves and were in need for bigger pots.
She took real good care of them, except for all those times when she forgot to water them... However, this little seeds were stubborn and were meant to grow peppers!
Here's to my little green fingers Emily... She can barely wait until they're ready to be eaten!

I should have...

When I started this blog I had in mind to only post positive comments and trying (even though sometimes it had been more than hard) to see the good in all things. Not to give a false impression on my life or on who I am, but mostly as a reminder to myself that even in the hardest times, there are good things to embrace and get happy about.

Today I am not going to be that positive I guess. I have started school last Monday, I had one week completely free from work or school or what so ever, although not on the house chores, that is very hard to escape.

As I started getting ready on the course plannings, the things to do, what to read, ordering the books and so on I began to have this horribly choking feeling and all my thought seem to be floating in this deep and thick mist of question marks, deadlines, chapters, schedules. I have been literally choking for a whole week now. I wish I would only have work to worry about!

Somehow this semester everything became too much too soon and I felt my batteries were lightning red. 

I shouldn't have taken so much this summer, I should have rested, I should have vegetated! There were times this summer when I just wanted to be put in an medically induced coma, and yet here I am, baking cinnamon rolls...

I think I have reached the point when I seriously ask my self "how on earth am I going to do this?" "Have I overestimated my strengths?" "have I been all this time trying to convince me that I can do it all and get out alive?" "fight, endure, hope, work, smile..."

I have to be honest with myself this time... I AM tired to the bone marrow! Where will I get the peace I so desperately need? Sleeping does not help, it is a little bit deeper than that... all this effectiveness, all this productivity, all this do, be, and then do some more and then be some more...And then I think about all those great women who do so much more than I do; they do more, are less tired, achieve more, look great all the time, family is functioning and everybody is happy and helpful... and I get so discouraged, and become so week, and feel sorry for myself because I try to convince me that I am so much more than what I am...

The dough is now probably ready so I better get done with the baking...

Now I remember why!

Summer is almost gone and it has been trying to say goodbye with a few very warm days. Last Sunday the girls decided that they wanted to go to the beach so there we were, and oh my gosh did I remember why I hadn't try to get a tan on my legs for years! I was about to post a pic of my red burning tights but it was too painful! 

Whatever... I am not so sure I am going to give it another try next year... God made my legs white and I am totally sure He knew what He was doing...

It was fun, I am not that keen on beach days but I am a super fan of family time and I loved playing with the girls and turning them into little mermaids...