Once again
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Changed theme to default. It has got the highest readability I think. No hassle. Plain. Clickable headlines.
Changeable as I am I just cancelled two of my other blog subscriptions. I don’t need more than MB and this already rarely used one over at Posthaven.
Så var det äntligen tisdag igen och klockan slår 20 och linjär-TV4 går igång med allas vår favorit. För er skull kommer här en pinfärsk recension av avsnitt 2. Det märks direkt att premiären är överstökad. Det här når en högre nivå direkt. Men vi tar det del för del som ni vant er vid.
”Det här lilla huset har smugit sig in långt långt in i min själ" säger han och sätter tonen. Ernst tar oss med in i en gammal smedja vid sidan av Saxå herrgård. Det är här festen ska hållas den 24. Men vägen dit är lång och först ska här pysslas och kokas med grejer. Ernst plockar grenar på ett hygge och tar fram den ”älskade najtråden” typ i programminut två. Vad är det händer? tänker jag. Vilken energi! Det här är något helt annat än den svajiga starten förra veckan. ”Jag vet vad jag gör, jag bygger en kandelaber som är en och åttio hög”, säger Ernst och jag säger yes, yes, yes, bara kör Ernst, bara kör. Vips står den där i smedjan och bara står. ”Jag är en riktig hittepågubbe”, konstaterar han. Jotack.
Fattar ni att första kvarten inte ens gått halvvägs när han drar fram kastanjerna. De snittas och tjongas in i ugnen och den långe är så glad att han till och med sjunger lite amerikansk julsång. ”Vad händer om man dippar lite och det rinner ner på knogarna?” frågar han lurigt och vi alla vill se fortsättningen. Det blir smör. Redigt mycket smör med citron och krydda som kastanjen ska doppas i så den bågnar av fett. Minen när han får smaka på den lille nöten är den vi vill ha. Wow. Förra veckans inledande fejksmil är för evigt glömda. Heja!
Det har gått en kvart. Bättre än så här blir det väl inte tänker jag. Jag har fel.
Hjärtan i tyg, doppade i sockerlag. Nja. Vidrig idé. Men entusiasmen är det inte fel på. Vi går vidare. Det ska bli kronärtskocka nu. Den ska serveras med kräm. ”Välj en ost som är så stark att den hugger dig i gommen. Som en arg tax”, säger han. Okej! Då gör vi det Ernst. Smulor av kavring blir det också, stekta i cirka ett halvt kilo smör. Puh. Vilken omgång. Hur ska detta sluta?
Julkudde. Detta programs skådebröd. Ett hack i skivan. Jag gillar att han syr. Och att han säger saker som ”sula in symaskin igen” men resultatet. Nej tack. Men vem minns det när han börjar prata om sin hund och säger att han älskar den så mycket att ”hjärtat borde synas utanpå kroppen”. Ja då älskar jag Ernst.
Krukorna med päls? Inga kommentarer. Tänker man först. Sedan får en se allt efteråt när det pyntats och ställts upp och ja, då börjar man tappa omdömet och tycker det är fint.
Förresten är han inte lite hårdare sminkad denna gång?
Avslutningen. Stillsamt grillande nere vid ån. Musslor med saffranspanko och hemgjord glögg. Vännerna kommer på besök (de saknades förra gången slår det mig nu) och det är så trevligt där i månskenet att det är svårt att förstå att det plötsligt är slut.
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Betyg: 4/5. Starkt program från start till mål. Men visst kan julkänslan växlas upp ännu ett par hack?
Well, that’s what I call an icy walkway.
I like these cold light morning sa when I’m biking to work.
Isn’t it beautiful.
The week started okay after all. I woke up this morning tired as hell without energy or geist, but well at work the day turned out better than expected. Some problems were solved, some postponed and some got done. Never went for a lunch walk and had a quick lunch I (afterwards it felt like I had forgotten to chew the food properly) and when I got home I got my punish. Entered the hall with a burning stomach ache I now am trying to cure with tea. Sometimes I forget to drink water during the day, I am a person who never gets thirsty, but today I did some proper dehydration work. I recently read some information from the Swedish parallel to NHS that not enough water can give you stomach ache. Still, I’m sitting here with a belly feeling sore.
#personal #journal
This morning was crispy enough.
Had a nice visit at some friends, they served us a three-course meal. We talked about this and that and played with their dog, a cockepoo named Winston. We drove home trough the cold and dark listening to a radio documentary about the music genre eurodisco and our swedish producer E-Type.
I like knowing what (local) time it is for all you fellow microbloggers around the world. Wouldn’t that be a cool feature @manton? A small note at the bottom of every post in the timeline showing the +/- hours compared to the timezone of the account holder.
Waking up sad. Don’t really know why but I’ve been carrying that feeling all weekend. My wife left the house to buy some flowers and I’m making pancakes for the kids breakfast. I try hard to feel a little bit of joy.
Walked around Södermalm yesterday. Our part of the city is really beautiful during this time of the year. The snow doesn’t make it worse.
Got stuck in front of the TV. The dark knight was on. What a fantastic acting performance he did, Heather Ledger as the Joker. You believe him. That’s what makes him so scary.
It’s been a TV night for me. Before Batman National Lampoon’s Vacation was on. My favourite Christmas movie. Bad in a good way. The one movie I’m waiting for now, it’s only a matter of time before one of the networks are showing it, is The Holiday. The romantic comedy placed in England and Los Angeles.
Just read this post by Noisy Deadlines which I liked a lot. Stockholm is also covered in snow right now. It’s beautiful.
Why am I doing this again? Walking around by myself without any further goal than… I don’t know, staying out of the house. I could’ve stayed in, read something, done some laundry. The others are away anyway. So why am I just walking around feeling lonely thinking about work even if the only thing I don’t want to do during weekends is think of work. But I got a cup of coffee at least and it was hot enough and strong enough. And the winter outside the window is beautiful. And I must admit I like the Christmas trees all around the city. I’ll go and shop groceries for dinner while I’m at it. At least that’s something worthy. Miss something really inspiring. It could be a social gathering, a book, a TV series or some music but right now I feel kind of numb.
Scribbling this on an old Sony Xperia phone I found in a box in the bookshelf. The keyboard is very fast, no other phone I’ve been using has been this fast for writing. I use the swipe function now accessible on iPhone as well but I don’t know why this feels faster. Maybe it’s my expectations that are lower for this old phone. It’s crazy how many new devices we buy every year. I could easily manage with this Xperia Z2. But I wanted to go back to iPhone and bought an iPhone 8 and thereafter an iPhone 12. Not necessary, just for fun. That’s a sort of consumption that has to end. But when you really get your eyes on something you tell yourself that you need or deserve, it’s hard to resist.
We have got snow. It fell the day before yesterday. It makes the whole surroundings shine and the bike ride to the office more fun – and slippery. But if you are a winter biker you are a winter biker.
Had a tough day at work and Monday will be even tougher. I’m glad I have a couple of days in between when there’s time for relaxing.
Heard about a phone called Light Phone on Micro.blog earlier. Looks cool. But it was not cheap.
Have to sleep now. Almost dropped the phone on my face. Very unworthy.
The twins having a friend staying over. I’ve been relaxing in front of the tv with my wife and all is good. Watched the end of the movie No sudden move. Liked it. Slow. Well played. Benicio del Toro is in it. And Don Cheadle. Among others.
What a week, and the next one will be as hard. But first: weekend.
One thing I try to make a habit is cleaning the house every Thursday night. After dinner I take out the vacuum cleaner and give the floors a go, I wipe the most important surfaces and take out the trash. It’s not fun but it has to be done. And it makes Friday night even better. Also you don’t have to wake up Saturday thinking “we really have to clean the house this weekend”.
#journal
My best tip as a family man: make Thursday night your time for cleaning the house. That makes Friday night even better – and you don’t have to wake up Saturday thinking about cleaning the house.
Woke up to winter in Stockholm.
I was up before 6 this morning, had to pick up the car at the mechanic. Ran there to get some exercise. Had a coffee and a sandwich at the gas station next to the garage and was back home at 7.30. Had a shower and went to work. Now I am really tired. I’m having problems keeping my eyes open. Have to quit now. See you all tomorrow again. Sleep tight.
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Mentally preparing for a talk I need to have with one of my coworkers tomorrow. I am not looking forward to it, but if it lands good the outcome will be good.
Had to do some late work, don’t tell anyone I did it in front of the tv.
I found this blog post interesting. I recognise my own behaviour in what Ridwan is describing. I want to read more, still I don’t. Maybe there is some truth in the statement that you can push yourself to read more if you start to identify yourself as a reader. On the other hand, I consider myself being a reader, still I’m not reading enough. Nothing is stopping me from laying down the phone and picking up a book. Am I identifying myself the wrong way? Maybe. Or am I just being to hard on myself. Sometimes I read, sometimes I do other things.
#personal #books