Those small things, those small words

At least in the movies American people always seem to eat hot chicken soup whenever they are sick. Right?! Or their friends bring them the soup if they are sick enough and not able to get up from the bed. So I tried it too.. not helping. I bet the lunch I had yesterday (in the picture) would have been better choice.. My nose has been running and I've been sneezing all day long. The chicken soup seemed like a good idea.. but eating soup and sneezing.. not working together.. The lovely smell from the soup made me sneeze even more... But I have to brag about my lunch yesterday. I made on Wednesday rice and pork and added to the pork Uncle Ben's Mexican chili sauce, you know the one with kidney beans and all... I ate it happily two days and still something was left in my pots and pans.. I took french toast and put the rest of the sauce on them and IT WAS GOOOOOOOOD! Should've had as good food today as well but unfortunately I'll have chicken soup for two more days...

Anyway, enough tea and painkillers are keeping me up pretty good although I'm feeling quite tired. I also got some nice words from a friend of mine, he thanked me for some things that I've done. It made me feel good. It isn't really a big thing that I've done, just added some information to certain pages in the internet.. I'm hanging by the computer anyway, so it's not a problem. But that someone actually thanks me for doing such a thing and has trusted and noticed that I keep doing it even though it ain't really my "job" to do.. A simple "thank you" really does make a difference.. It made my day more than nice even though the running nose and all the sneezing..

If you could make your friend, your loved one or even a stranger to smile just by saying "thank you" or "hey handsome" or "I love you"... why wouldn't you say those words?!? You might save their day..

Hot in here

Yesterday I was fine, more than fine actually. Nothing wrong with me, I felt a bit bored but that's it. And today morning my nose was running. Flu, regular flu.. Off to work and sitting the whole day in cold office freezing and I came home with fever. I've stayed under my blanket ever since. Actually at the moment I wear two long pants, pullover and a fleece jacket, woolen socks, two blankets and I have my hot water bottle under the blankets. I absolutely love my hot water bottle!!! I got my hot water bottle from my job in Rauma. I spent my last summer there working as a sales person in optician's store. The hot water bottle is hidden in a husky dog, soft toy, not a real one. Nowadays I couldn't live without it. In summer I fill the bottle with cold water when I'll go to sleep because when the summer is warm my studio gets so sweaty after the sun shines in from my windows all day long. And I truely appreciate that bottle in moments like this, when having fever and freeeeeeeeezing. And it helps too. My fever is probably going down because I'm starting to sweat soon, already feeling nice and warm. And having the laptop, well.. on my lap.. it gets even warmer. Now I'm only hoping it passes by as soon as it came.. If I'm being so lucky, I can promise you update to my project blog tomorrow.. but we'll see that tomorrow then. Now I'm just too tired and trying to watch a film from TV... 'Til later!!

Basket case

So went by the weekend at my dad's. I went there on Thursday and came back home yesterday. And tomorrow starts my practice. I got to spend the weekend with my nephew again. He was mostly happy and smiling, at some point being tired brought some tears to his eyes and he wanted everybody to stay in the same room.. But we had fun, anyway, you can see it in the pictures.

He liked sitting in the basket. :D I was scratching the basket from the outside and he listened for awhile and then he scratched the basket from the inside. All in all he tried to imitate me when doing different things. When I was tapping my fingers against the table, he put his hand on my hand and tried to feel the movement and then he tried it himself. He learns fast now, after a month he'll turn 1 year old!! Otherwise everything went alright but it's a bit difficult to babysit him at my dad's because there's so many places where he's not allowed or where he can hurt himself. But as said everything went quite alright. I even got one pair of woolen socks done and started the next pair.

My cousin's daughter, to whom I am a godmother, turned 4 years old on the 17th. I remembered the birthday but since I went to my dad to babysit my nephew I totally forgot to send the birthday present.. I guess I'll have to send it today. If I remember correctly, she likes Hello Kitty -stuff.. I'm a bad godmother in that sence because I absolutely hate Hello Kitty. But as I said I'm the rock godmother who will take her to concerts and her first tattoo when she grows older... My first present to that little girl was a black and red body that had a text on it saying something like "Rock my cradle"..

Appreciating art

I don't know how many of you have been following the TV serie LA Ink where they follow Kat von D's tattoo studio in work. I'm not following the serie that actively either because I happen to like Miami Ink much, much more but not so long ago I once again watched LA Ink. They had an artist there as their client. And one other client who had decided to take a tattoo with a picture from that same artist. That one picture got stuck in to my head and I had to find out more about this artist. That artist was Derek Hess. Awesome artwork!!!

Beautiful operation

http://www.operationbeautiful.com

Manic Monday

Seems like I got the place.. :) Still need to do some paperwork so I'll get all the money available and then it starts.

Ready - steady - go?

Preparing myself for the interview tomorrow.. Breathe.... breathe... Breathing ain't that easy when every deeper inhale feels on my right shoulder, hurts... but still.. breathe. I'm not nervous, yet. My adrenaline rush comes five minutes before the interview. Now I'm just trying to relax, by breathing, obviously. Might have to get lying on the floor for a moment, to relax my back. Close my eyes and feel every muscle one by one.. and breathe. Stretch a little and then relax again. And breathe. So simple. But so often we ignore it.

Breathe.

Shit happens

Better case scenario me wouldn't let this ruin my evening but BCSM ain't here at the moment. The pineapple pie tastes like shit, I can't upload the movie on my computer and the fault is not in me!!! The pie looked exactly like the one my sister did but the topping was loose what it wasn't in my sister's pie and it tasted bitter. And the movie...?! It's possible to move only one digital copy from the dvd with the serial number and one copy from the computer to any other device.. Well yeah, I'll see the movie straight from the dvd but... and I was really hoping to have a nice evening watching the movie and eating a delicious pie but it all failed miserably. Guess I'll just pull on the blanket and hide from the world. I don't need this shit right now..

Edit: And I was feeling so happy today 'cause I got a "job" interview for the practising place.. but I can't enjoy of a movie now when I'm crying my eyes off.. and thinking about the money wasted for the pie ingredients...

In bed with Slash

There is absolutely nothing on TV today. So I'll spend my time in bed reading Slash's biography. Maybe watch Ice age 3 -dvd later this evening after eating and baking. Going to try how my sister's recipe for pineapple pie works with fresh pineapple. But for now.. I'll take my mug of tea, hot water bottle.. and Slash to my bed, under my blanket. :)

"..the rest are details."

Yesterday was a good day. I started from my appartment just after noon and jumped on a bus and headed downtown. I got to the movie theater and watched The Avatar -movie, in 3D. It was alright. The views were just amazing but the 3D glasses aren't really a pleasant experience.. They're heavy and anything but comfortable. The movie itself was pretty predictable but I liked it a lot. I would want to watch it again, in normal version.

I had made plans with my friend Eija the night before that we would meet and have coffee or something after I got out of the movie theater and she from job. I had about an hour to spend by myself after the movie, so I walked to library and discovered accidentally one very interesting book. It's called "Pretty in punk" (by Alyce Benevides and Jaqueline Milles) and it includes 25 punk, rock and goth knitting projects. I'm getting new ideas again to my knitting projects. :) From library I walked to the music store near-by, CD Kane. I found treasures from there as well. I bought two cd's from the used cd's rack.. Staind: Chapter V and Puddle of Mudd: Life on Display. I wandered in some clothing stores while waiting Eija but found nothing worth to buy. Or actually, I did, but those things weren't on sale so it doesn't really make a difference if I wait a couple of days.. or weeks before buying them.

Finally my friend called that she is sitting in the bus and is on her way. We went to Cafe Brahe to sit and have a bite. We sat pretty long time there, we had a lot to talk about. I MIGHT get a practicing place from the firm she works for and usually people who have been practicing there have ended with having a job there. After all the catching up we took a look to a couple more stores and then headed home.

Tomorrow my father is coming to city. We'll have a quick meeting at the hospital, I'll give him the other wrist warmer I made and he has some movies for me to borrow. Today I'll just relax at home, maybe clean a little and finish a couple project, listen to music etc..

Damn those Buddhists..

The title is a part of a quotation from the book written by Erlend Loe, Supernaive. The original text goes something like this (This is a translation by me, it may include some inaccuracies but you'll get the idea):

"I'm convinced that it is a matter of enthusiasm. The lack of it.

I need to find it. Conquer it back. It's hiding somewhere.

Probably it shouldn't be talked about. It is a bit like Zen.

By trying I can't ever succeed. I can succeed only if I don't try.

Damn those Buddhists. They think they are so damn smart."

Now you may ask why I thought of this text today.. Well, I'm sort of missing a person.. not just any person but a person that inspires me. I read and follow a lot of blogs that give me ideas and the feeling that I'd like to do such things as well. But to be honest.. I need a special person to inspire me so much that I'll take all these ideas to action or some serious ass-kicking.. I used to have that kind of person, but ever since Mondo Bizarro started their break I haven't had the privilege to get inspired by this certain person. Yes, I'm missing Woffe's writings. I would call him a friend even though we don't know each other's that well. It's that sort of feeling you just get with certain people. I respect his way of looking at life, I like his perspective of things. I like his twisted humour. He could inspire me simply with his writings. I can easily be a lazy-ass data-nerd but he got me off my ass and moving, taking the action. He annoyed me, I agreed with him, he made me feel guilty and he made me laugh. He is probably one of the most sane and insane person I've ever met. And it's all good. Wish he would continue writing soon, start a blog or something..

Late morning porridge

It seems I'm a bit slow today. I'm eating my morning porridge now, 1pm.. I've been up longer though and I've had my morning tea earlier. I've taken it easy today, reading some new blogs (Thanks to Monda who so kindly lists those blogs worth of reading.) and doing some knitting. I'm finally knitting something for myself. I have a pair of woolen socks on the way and I started two nights ago with a pullover with cables.

Yesterday I got my last Christmas present. And it was a good present, simply because it was the only present I got that I had mentioned on my Christmas wishlist in this blog of mine. I got the book of Slash, my good friend Heidi bought it to me. I'm a bit excited about the book because it is in Swedish (I believe I mentioned I prefer my books, especially biographies, in English..). I do read books in Swedish as well, don't get me wrong, I like reading books in Swedish and it's not any big deal. Actually I started reading this book already last night and it seems so interesting and I'm very happy to have the book. But I believe that I still have to read it at some point in English.. :) Simply because the fact is that most of the good stuff, most of the jokes lose their point when translated to some other language. And I want to GET IT all as it was meant. (A good example of how translation changes the book is Mötley Crüe's The dirt. I've read it both in Finnish and in English and I must say that the English version was way better. I did laugh and cry while reading both versions but still...) Anyway, Heidi also gave me a beautiful, handdyed blue garn and now my mind is slowly overheating when I try to come up with ideas what I could do of it. I also have two more projects going on, something for my nephew and to his mum, Reija, who won in my Christmas lottery. I'll tell you more of each project in my project blog later on, when they are close enough ready.. :)

Although the other Christmas presents I got weren't mentioned on my wishlist they are equally as good presents. I got a bracelet and some bling-bling to my mobile phone from my little sister. Her school friend makes those. I got ones with small silver skulls in between. I got almost matching earrings from my brother's family (I bet Reija had done the purchase.) and ofcourse.. Christmas isn't a Christmas without chocolate. I also got scissors I asked for, from my father and his wife. And the concert ticket to Sebastian Bach concert I got before Christmas from my friend Eija. I bought myself a perfume on my way back to Finland. That's pretty much everything I got. Good presents. :)

I desided to start real active job searching today. Well, the searching isn't really a problem. I've actually already found quite good places. But I absolutely hate to write job applications. Why can't someone just call me and tell they have a job for me.. Anyway, now I'll start getting ready to grocery store (that means getting clothes on)..