måndag 28 juni 2010

Midsummer on Nagu - out in the archipelago

This year, we too the buss to spend Midsummer at the summer cottage of one of my Mom's friends. Birgitta's cottage is out on Nagu, which is an island out in the archipelago about 1,5 h ride south of Turku. The buss was hot, crammed (they had to put in 2 extra busses because all the people who needed a ride didn't fit!) and on top of it we got off at the wrong stop and had to walk the rest of the way.

Ah well, such is life.

But even though there were bugs (mostly mosqitoes), and Birgittas cottage is on the other side of Nagu guestharbour (so the noise from all the young people celebrating is heard PERFECTLY over the water), we had a really lovely time. (We = Mom, Dad, me, Micke, Svea and Birgitta.) Micke and me even took a dip in the sea, while cooling off from being in the sauna, and hurrrrrrrr it was COLD!


All of us toasting the midsummer (except Mom who's taking the pic)

Birgitta's summercottage has a really low ceiling.
I can't stand upright in the doorways, and I'm only 168 cm.

Midsummer night's dinner.
 Fish was on the menue. And I don't know why my Dad looks so shocked.

I think this pic of me and Micke out on Korpoström is lovely.
The ice cream we ate was too :)

måndag 21 juni 2010

I'm okay

That's what I've been told, and what I keep telling myself. Doctors at the BIG hospital in Turku told me "there's nothing somatically wrong with you" and "you're just hyperventilating, and that makes your heart feel like it's in pain". So apparently, all it was was 4-5 days of 'summer flu' and some hyperventilation. Took a total of 8 days to get rid of. Felt awfully weird though, and I'm still being tired all the time.

So, thank you all so much for your concern. I'm apparently okay now. But it scares you when you don't have the energy to even inform folks online that you're up and getting better. The headache I got from looking at a computer screen was really fierce, not to mention the nausea I got at times from just sitting upright.

I'm okay. I'm fine. Really, I am. There's nothing wrong with me. I'm just a little tired all the time and my joints ache and I'm worried that I'm loosing muscle mass. Because you do that when you sit still too much, which I do. It's as if every iota of reserve energy I had got used up, and I'll be weak until I accumulate some more.

So, at the end of this week, there's Midsummer's Eve. Most people in Finland celebrate it at their summer houses/cottages, with sauna and barbecues. We, on the other hand, are just going to take it slow:  just be at home and do nothing. Maybe I could sleep some 18 hours a night or so, while Micke can sit up all night long and play on the computer. Maybe we could go and have a swim at Samppalinna. It's an outdoors swimming pool stadium that's open only in the summer. Looking at their web-pages now, I see that they're going to hold their "Moonlight swim" events 4 times this summer. The next one is on Friday the 2nd of July from 21:00 to 02:00. Last time me and Micke went (last year in August), he got so cold at 01:00 that we had to go home early. I'm the better swimmer of us two. (But he's better athletically at everything else!)

I'm fine. Next thing you know, I'll be planting and doing the dishes and summer clean the whole apartment. At the least, I'll vacuum it.

Seriously, I'm okay. If I say it enough, it'll become the truth.

söndag 13 juni 2010

Sick to the heart

I can't believe I nearly fainted as I rose from the dinnertable just minutes ago. Or maybe collapsed is a better word. Is just got up, but my legs wouldn't hold my weight, and so i just fell in a heap on the floor. Scared Micke somewhat horribly too; he had to pick me up and carry me to bed.

It started last Thursday, with slight fever and throwing up Now, if this was just a normal case of summer flu, I'd be okey 3 days afterwards, right? So why aren't I? I'm feeling excausted all the time, with barely enough energy to move around. Like a great preassure inside my cheast, making every step and breath a chore.

I have so many things to do: chores, plant the kitchen garden I want to have, and some school-stuff. But I can't, since I'm just tired ALL the time, and it's starting to scare me.

I'll have to get a doctor's appointment tomorrow, see if they can tell me what this is...

lördag 5 juni 2010

Trip to IKEA

Trip to IKEA with P and Micke turned out okay. If you've never been to this "modern church of Swedish interior decorating" (my Dad's words, not mine *), then you should be told BEFORE you visit one of these stores that the layout of the place ENCOURAGES you to walk through the ENTIRE store. No matter if the things you really need are at the end, you still have to walk through it all. You can - literally - spend HOURS in IKEA.

Unless you plan beforehand and already know where everything is and not to "fall" for all the little things along the way. Like the "Oh-my-goodness-this-thingamob-doesn't-cost-more-than-1euro-Oh-I'll-take-it!" or the "This-might-come-in-handy-someday-no-matter-that-it's-made-of-recycled-paper/bananaleaves/plastic"...

I fell today. For a red pizzaslicer, some photo holders and some red boxes at the "bargain bin"-department....

* My Dad is funny like that. It was kinda funny, and also kinda awful, being a teenager in a household with his dry humor. Micke laughs the most at his jokes. Men....

Once we got home (and in record time I might add!) I started to "make" the desk into the one I eventually want it to become. This means that I now "only" have to prep the surface (with sandpaper), prime it with some wood stain, paint on a coat of varnish, and then (finally!) put together the whole desk. This will take all weekend, since both the stain and the varnish will have to be completely dry before the next step can be put into action.

Oh well, time to put on my old coverall and get to work.

Me, sandpapering away. Wee!
Micke was kind enough to take some pics :)

The photo holder on the right is the one you can clearly see the
difference between the stained and the non-stained wood.

Ta-daa! First coat of stain on, let's wait some hours and see if it
needs another. If I think it looks good as it is, I'll just paint on the varnish.

 ...6 hours later...

Yup, I thought it looked okay enough to begin with the varnish.
As you can see, I'm using a sponge to paint with, not a brush.
No brush marks that way, and boy it got done fast!

On the left you can see the "stained" wood,
and on the right the newly painted varnish.

Tomorrow, I'll get to see how the whole thing looks when it has dried. I'll get to assemble the desk then :)

onsdag 2 juni 2010

*sound of something falling on the floor*

I know I haven't written anything of late - I haven't been obnoxiously busy as such, but I really wanted to write something crafty and not something that's just general thinking out loud. Oh well, they say the road to Hell is paved with good thoughts anyway...

So, we've been thinking about getting me a desk. The problem with getting a desk is: where to put it, and how much to willingly pay for it? Obvious place to put it is in the living room (makes for a place filled with clutter, one that has to be cleared away each time we have a VIP over (like e.g. Micke's mom...). The not so obvious place is in Micke's workroom*, but then we'd have to manage to coexist and work in the same room. Let me tell you, neither room is great to put a desk in. And I hate that it is so. Because of a lot of other reasons than the ones above.

Better would be not to get a desk at all. Would be cheaper too. Even though a potential candidate would cost 39€ at IKEA. Next problem would be how to get it home without a car? (song: "...and another one rides the bus...")

*or the bedroom, but I ain't putting a desk there in 1 M years.

What else? Well, I haven't planted anything in the pots for the balcony yet. I've gone and gotten everything I need in order to start planting, everything but one thing: the wanting to plant-thingy.

I want a kitchen garden with herbs (basil, thyme etc.) and salads, but at this rate it looks more like a dream than a reality. What I need is for someone or something to tell me to start doing it, before it's too late into the growing season. I also want to make the garden more perennial than annual, so I've decided not to plant any flowers this year. I just can't get flowers to grow on the balcony - the sun either burns them away or they just die, and if I buy pre-cultivated ones they (usually) get some sort of disease/mold and die. It's not easy, when it gets as hot as 40 degrees Celsius some days on that balcony.

The ones who built our whole neighborhood didn't plan accordingly - 40 degrees on the balcony and 35 degrees inside in the summer. Whoopee-doo! Oh, don't get me wrong, I love our home, but is annoying to live in it on some days.


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