Sunday, July 20, 2014

Rome - Stockholm - Småland


Last day in Rome, Anders bought Italian shirts. 



Then we took the plane home. I used to hate flying. 
Might never grow to love it (it feels so Icarus-sy) but the world from above -so beautiful.


Right now we're in Småland in Sweden with my brother + fam and my parents. 





Saturday, July 19, 2014

Mail alert

Min vanliga Emi snabela lovegun.net mail funkar inte. Så om det är något maila emilieguner snabela gmail.com istället

My emi at lovegun.net mail is not working so please mail me at emilieguner at gmail.com in case you'd like to reach me

Sunday, July 13, 2014

The view from our window in Tuscany



Was it all a dream?

So much older now than mom was with me here


















I remember mom looking just like that. The first face I saw and how I studied it, at close range. Remember the softness of her cheek and how my little chubby hand grabbed at that hair.

Saturday, July 12, 2014

yes!


meatballs to the juice!

School crossing


I love the Italian road signs. 
Look at those kids, running late or running for their lives or just running with joy.



Saturday, June 28, 2014

When we arrived here, she could only say "yes", "no" and "bathroom".


What you'll see here

this is Småland



















Upcoming on blog:

  • Camping just north of New York
  • Taking off for Sweden on Tuesday
  • Stockholm in summer
  • Tuscany in July. We'll be staying at some kind of mansion together with 4 other families. 
  • Summer in Gotland - where Swedes think summer lives
  • Summer in Småland - will be living the life according to the Swedish summer gospel

Is this supposed to be funny?


The humor is lost on me together with every intention to ever buy anything Athenos.




Thursday, June 26, 2014

The dream body

Every era has its own ideals, but they all seem to share the misunderstanding that a woman's body is never fine as it is. It's always distorted in some fashion.

Or have you ever met a lady who looks like this? If so, good luck to her when shopping for highwaisted jeans.

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

On confidence

Confidence is such a fickle emotion. Sometimes you have it, sometimes you don't. It's altered by people and situations but sadly and strangely not so often by actual accomplishments.

One of the biggest differences between the US and Europe that I've noticed after a year (or a lifetime) is that people over here seem to have more confidence. More people think they can accomplish greatness. I envy that and want my kids to have that feeling too.

Yesterday, at Niki's moving on up ceremony, the theme from Rocky played and each little kindergarteners name was called and each kid walked like a true star on his or her own up to the stage to the sound of applause. They then proceeded to sing songs about how proud they were to move up to first grade and how their teachers loved them.

I will try this for myself. Press play below.




Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Know the book on sentiments and feelings of 5,5-year old?


















The one I really want to write but didn't have a publisher for? It seems to be happening now. So happy!

The main source of inspiration (and joy, frustration, pride, anger, love, laughter, confusion and tenderness):

















Will also try to find the best pic ever taken of me. Was about that age, was missing most teeth, had static hair and was laughing so hard about a plastic dog turd next to me on a table.