A housewarming with class

For those that have been around this blog for a while, you might have figured out that My Favorite Latte Mum is a bit more grown-up than me, and I will say that her and her hubby proved it by moving to a house. This past Saturday they had a housewarming in the said house…

Come rain come sunshine

This Tuesday I were to do something that I haven’t done since I was a teenager, Orienteering! The weather was amazing the whole day while I was stuck in the office, however as time ticked closer to six o’clock and go time the grey clouds were gathering in the area were the exercise was to…

Sometimes you just have to blow that budget

Today Mr Grumpy Jr came over to celebrate Lady T’s birthday with her and I was invited as well. We started with lunch at a real nice place just up the street from me, food picture required; It was pouring down rain at this point, so much it was coming down the walls of the…

Midsummer at mi casa

Last years small disappointment made me not wanting a BBQ party at my place for this years Midsummer festivities, actually I had pretty much decided on sitting at home watching TV pretending that it wasn’t Midsummer at all. That was not to happen though as Miss Legal made it known that she would me bringing her…

Bye bye Gotham – for a while

My trip home on Monday wasn’t planned until the evening, which gave me some time to enjoy my second home for a while longer. Not setting the alarm in the morning, just taking it slow before heading out with mother dearest to look at glasses for her, brought an accidental buy, nerd alert. I got…

The Nordic museum of watercolor

The exciting weekend continued on Sunday, barely recovered from the park-session with my old classmates, me and mummy dearest were picked up by my sister and her two little princesses (my nieces) on Sunday morning. The car took us north of Gotham to the beautiful location of Tjörn where the Nordic museum of watercolor is…

18 years down the road

My Saturday started with a proper fry-up to ensure I was ready for the day to  come. 18 years ago we finished the nine years of required swedish school, and i figured it was time that we meet up again. In December last year, in the middle of a session of insomnia, o sent out…