Wednesday, September 2, 2015

Love this pic of Vanja and Wilda


pic by Aril.

You go, new Mrs Universe, Ashley Burnham!

I didn't even know the Mrs Universe pageant existed but now that I do, I do for great reasons!

“People think I’m too political for my first day as Mrs Universe. Did you really think I was going to just sit there and look pretty? Definitely not. I have a title, a platform and a voice to make change and bring awareness to First Nations issues here in Canada. I’m getting all this media attention and I’m going to use it to the best of my ability. I’m not your typical beauty queen. Look out . . . I have a voice for change and I’m going to use it!”

Pope and the holy year of forgiving the sin of abortion

The pope has declared a holy year, giving all priests permission that for one magical year, they can give women absolution for the sin of abortion.

What should be great news still makes me cringe. What's this fairy godmother deal with one magical year? And why still blame women? 

Where is the holy year of forgiveness for each and every man who has for whatever reason impregnated a woman and not stood by her and protected her during the painful decision of abortion, who has not protested the guilting of said women and comforted them against hate and scorn?

I like this pope better than all his predecessors and he might have to tread lightly for change but for this Swedish agnostic woman, it's still all weird.


Sunday, August 30, 2015

Book release


Yesterday I had a small release party in Stockholm for my new book
Nina & snöleoparden. Niki and I were so excited.


Ida was there.


Anna and I went to the same daycare so we've known each other since the 70s!



It was such a great night for me. I was so happy.


Monday, August 17, 2015

Butterfly effect


Today, for the first time in my life, I saw a leaf shaped just like a plump, smiling mouth. Then it started walking and I realized it was no ordinary leaf but a butterfly.

But the weirdest part of this whole experience was witnessing anyone besides my mom thinking bananas that ripe are still delicious.


Sharks!







rookie pic-taking advice


1. Use/buy/borrow a camera that's fits nicely into your hands.

2. Is it too big? too bulky? Chances are you won't bring it with you no matter how great it is. No camera with you=no pics.

3. Learn the difference between what you see and what you get. 

In my case it's making sure the whole foot is in the picture and some more ground below it. 
I struggle with this. It's the one big difference between what I see in the view finder and the actual shot. 

Proof above. This pic would have been so much greater with a little ground for Niki to stand on. 

4. Take many pics. This second pic is better footwise (just a little more ground!), but I love Niki's expression in first shot more. 



So in short: bring camera, snap away, try to get whole body including feet into frame.

it's not enough to debuten a profession in pics, but for blogging, it will get you far.

Did I tell you what happened at the Åland bathhouse?

Went to the greatest pool in Åland.
While waiting for Niki to shoot out of the waterslide, a large 13-year Finnish boy splashed out in front of me.

Coming out of the water, he was ouching and complaining.

Me: Are you ok?

Boy: Yes. But I hurt my knee. I already had a wound on my knee.

Me: I see.

Boy: You want to see my wound?

Me: (Thinking NO!) Sure.

Boy: See? (shows off largely healed graze on knee).

Me: That must have hurt.

Boy: Yes. You know how I got this? This wound?

Me: No, how??

Boy: It was... a TIGER.

sure it was. but thanks for wanting to impress!

Sunday, August 16, 2015

yes, there's even a horse in this pic


I love cities. I feel about cities the way other people seem to feel about the ocean, which they annoyingly manage to pronounce in italics. 

But even I can appreciate the fact that the heart of my city looks like this.

I love you Stockholm.

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Dear St Tropez, maker of tanning products

ST. Tropez Gradual Tan in Shower
Dear St. Tropez, as a person who tend to shy away from the sun I have pale skin. I bruise easily and mosquitoes LOVE me. As a result, I have white legs with lots of bruises and bites.

But I am also vain and thought I'd like to show off my legs. Recently, I've been told by a few people that I have great legs. I've never given them much thought but since I don't drive and love walking, I use these legs a lot. Sometimes I even use them to run.


But I digress. 
I'm writing to you because I spent a lot of money on your new Gradual shower product. 
In the past 7 days, I've used it 7 times, to build a gradual tan. 
But it doesn't show at all!
My legs are just as pale, bruised and bitten as before. 

You're turning me into one of these people I have little patience with in stores: 
dissatisfied beauty shop customers. I feel it's hard to contain dignity while complaining about a product supposed to give me a fake tan. But I shall do so. 

I will try to return your product today. 
disappointed greetings
-emi

IMPORTANT UPDATE
Product has now been returned and I have been fully reimbursed. The disappointed end consumer is now more content. Especially since a magazine writer friend of mine said she had 7 unopened tubes of self tanner I could have if I wanted them. 

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

My daughters



Niki is now 7,5.



Vanja is 13,5.



On confidence




Every summer we go to places out in the forest, by remote lakes. No running drinking water. No hot water. No dishwashers. No WCs, just wooden outhouses.
No TVs. No WiFi.

Entertainment comes in the shape of listening to the radio, picking blueberries and swimming in cold lakes.

Everything in the houses seem like its always been there and shouldn't be replaced.

Like the old toaster.
At first you think it doesn't work.
But it does work, you just have to sit by it, keeping the lever down the entire time its toasting.

It's like it's lacking in confidence and thinks it couldn't possibly toast without help. Without holding your hand.

It's touching/annoying.

In recent years I've had self-esteem issues. Doubting I can do what I know I should be able to.

I feel connected to this toaster.
Now I just need a toaster to come hold my lever.

Would you rather be a sparrow than a snail?

I mean, who wouldn't?

Such a poor question, Simon and Garfunkel.
I have a more interesting preposition following the bus seat debacle a few posts back.



Would you rather be

ps. Your vote is anonymous. Nobody needs to know your true identity!

Saturday, August 8, 2015