Category Archives: Us
Friday track
My lovely wife, Times are a-challenging, but all times have good times. My heart is with you, as we push on.
The Simpsons
At times, it does feel like we were the Simpsons, and not just a family watching the show.
Visiting Farmor through Mikkel’s lense
We’ve spent a lovely afternoon at Kincsem’s paternal grandmother, simply called “farmor” in the family, despite the fact that she is now a great-great-grandmother to several babies in the family… Mikkel, Matthias and Izabel’s uncle took some lovely pictures – … Continue reading
Waking up with “Iss-bel”
Matthias came in this morning to wake me up – then he noticed Izabel, sleeping right next to me. We went through all the inventory: the clothes she was wearing, the patterns on the clothes, her hair, her eyes – … Continue reading
Ferendum et sperandum
While we are still awaiting our internet connection back home, this is a proof of life picture to those who have expressed their worries at not reading news here: we are alive and well, as the picture is showing. (thanks, Mikkel!) Working … Continue reading
New Year’s Eve in a home that is not ours but feels like ours
We have had the luxury of having Liss-Lotte’s home completely for ourselves on New Year’s Eve, as both Liss-Lotte and Marie Louise are out partying with friends. It is now 4 am, both children are sound asleep, Kincsem as well, … Continue reading
Happy New Year!
As I look back now, I realize the year 2010 was spent (save its last two days) in its entirety in the US – trying to summarize our experiences, somehow Dickens comes to mind – “it was the best of times, … Continue reading
Snowed in
We’ve had the first snow arrive this afternoon. It has been snowing since 1 PM and it is still goign strong. We might have our flight cancelled tomorrow, depending on how the weather will be during the next few hours. So … Continue reading
Days of our lives at St. Gregory’s
We have slowly settled into the hotel routine, making it in time or just missing breakfast (depending on how well we slept the night before), relying on the ice-vending machine to keep milk cold durign the night, when Matthias wakes … Continue reading
The Cardboard House
This hole was made on the morning of our move out by simply leaning against the wall – I am proud to say my husband’s behind was the culprit, and not mine. But looking closely at the vacuum behind … Continue reading
