the Legend of the old Christmas song

The old Christmas song

Once there was an old Christmas-song who dragged himself along the way. It drizzled and he was frozen. A yellow tit sat with puffy feathers on a birch twig. - Who are you struggling along? it asked.- I am the old Christmas song, said the wanderer. Everyone has forgotten me. Sing me, little tit!
-Me?? I am hoarse and Christmas songs I do not care about. It is spring ditties I like. And the tit flew his way.

The old Christmas song struggled tiredly on. Then he met a rich businessman.- I'm an Old Christmas song. You could knew me well when you were little. Sing Me!-Although I have been able to sing you at the time, I do not anymore. The sound of cash registers is the most beautiful song I know. Go your way, I do not have time to talk, I have to think about Christmas sales!And the wealthy businessman went his way.

The Song continued further. The wind blew cold through the thin clothes. When he met a busy wife.-What kind of a drag are you? said the lady, she could not stand that not everyone was busy.-I am an Old Christmas song. Your mother used to sing me, do you remember me? Sing Me!- As if I have time to sing Christmas songs now, just before Christmas. I must clean the house and cure the ham, cook the turkey and bake Christmas cookies and iron Christmas tablecloths and rolling and polishing and scrubbing and dusting, and .......More did not the old Christmas song hear, for the busy lady was already far behind him as he ran away.

The rain kept up, it froze stiff on the ground and the cold began to bite, but still  the old Christmas song walked around seeking someone who would sing it. Then met a famous poet. The old Christmas song was happy.

- I am an Old Christmas song, said to the poet. - You remember me for sure. Will you sing with me? The poet stopped. - So, an Old Christmas song? But my how you look. You're full of rhymes! And with no rhythm. As if I would sing something like that! I am a famous poet, very modern. What I sing is more like: -In solitude. despite the fact that I do not know if you are a green-yellow frost, big, bigger biggest ......The famous poet's voice disappeared in the distance, for the old Christmas song ran away as fast as it could.

Tiredly he sat down on the stairs of a tiny cottage by the forest at the edge of town. - I'm going to die. No one remembers me or want to sing me, he thought sadly. Then came an old woman on the trail. She held the hand of a small child.

-Look, Grandma, there is someone on our stairs, said the child. Grandmother saw with the old, worn eyes, and although she was nearly blind, she knew the old Christmas song again.- It's the old Christmas song, she cried. - It was my grandmother who taught me, and she had learned it from her grandmother, that's how old it is!Sing-me, bade the song low. It couldn't do any more.- But come in, come in, said his wife, And the song went into the poor but warm living room.

And the wife began to sing with the weak and cracked voice, and the bright child's voice fell in too. And the old Christmas song was no longer a gray and tattered wretch, but clear and brilliant with a gown that shone in the glory of the stars and lights.

And it was like the roof lifted up on the little house, and the song spread beyond the notes and hurried out of the dark and dreary world. And everyone who heard it, forgot the bustle and cares and began to sing along. Their childhoods old Christmas song.  Oh, THOU HOLY, O THOU Blessed .....





This story is written by Marjatta cure Niemi. The translation to Norwegian is done by Jo Tenfjord and the story was originally published in the book Christmas in our house in the 1980's. Translated into English by myself....

Idaho trip

In the spring some time it was apparent that Mary was going to attend a Con in Idaho at the end of the summer, and as the weeks progressed this became a "family" vacation, meaning that John and the kids would come along and also visit a bird center near where the Con was. So after having been invited, I decided to go with. As this had turned out to be a family thing I only had to pay for the attendance ticket to the con myself, so I decided why not....

Oh my poor neglected little blog.... so much has happened in so little time, and I guess I should have learned by now there's no way of catching up..... [sigh] there's the terror attach in Norway (though I touched briefly on that before), there's the con in Idaho, the bird babies updates, we've had floods in the basement (again), daily life with all that follows living with Aspies, a day at the cabin of one of my favorite living poets; Emma Lou Thayne.., books I've read, riots in the UK, Torchwood being back on TV..... and that's just what rolls off the top of my head at the moment... I'm sure there's a lot more as well.... 


Now, I'm not sure I'm going to be able to catch up on every little thing, but I'll be doing my darnedest to try.

My only comment about the happenings in Norway is that I'm proud of how the Norwegian people handled the grief and the sorrow. It has been a hard time following the US news through this, as their incompetence and ignorance has shown even more through it all. It's been hard and very shocking as the details were released, but again, I have to say I'm very proud of how Norwegians stood together through it all!

Bob Walters of  Utah Division of Wildlife at the orientation

On to happier notes, the falcon babies we have been following this spring/summer have been hanging around downtown on Temple Square and we've enjoyed getting updates about them on this blog, though we miss being able to watch them on the box cam. It's amazing to learn about these amazing hunters, they're quite the aerial killing machines, but also so graceful and beautiful. This year the kids got named after famous human Aviators, so we have Amelia, Charlie, Sally and Bobbie.  

Falcon box on JSMB downtown SLC

When we went to Idaho for the Con, we stopped at a Preserve for birds outside of Boise, (more on that later though) and I was thinking maybe some of "our" kids will end up with one of "their" kids next year... They also have falcons in Downtown Boise you see. 


Well, this will be it for now, I have to get ready for the day and put on dinner, but I'll be back with more later... ;)

All four babies looking down at us

Amelia, the oldest, looking out

closeup of Amelia as she peeks over the edge..

"God saw she was getting tired,

and a cure was not to be.

So he put his arms around her,

and whispered: Come with me.

With tear-filled eyes we watched her

suffer and fade away

although we loved her deeply

we could not make her stay.

A golden heart stopped beating

hard working hands put to rest.

God broke our hearts to prove us,

he only takes the best"

In memory of the oldest living relative on my mothers side who passed away last night. Tante Klara was married to my grandmothers brother, and lived a long and wonderful life. Rest peacefully dearest!

Terrorism in Norway...

As I sit here watching the Norwegian News, I can't help being grateful for Social Media and online News. It's been a great tool as I've been following the horrible acts of terrorism in my native Norway.


Heidi woke me up this morning, telling me a friend had called after having seen on the news a bomb had gone off in the middle of Oslo (capitol of Norway). It's not where I grew up, and it's not where I have any close family. But I have friends there, and as it is where the government is situated, it's still shocking and frightening. Then an hour or so later there were news of a shooter at a Labour-Party Youth/Teen Camp....


This post is likely very random, as I try to put words to my thoughts. it's been a crazy morning to say the least.. 

bad habit

Just recently realized as I was reflecting on past conversation with friends, I've developed a nasty bad habit... I'm not proud of it, and I will attempt my best to change it. Knowing it is REALLY REALLY annoying..

So here it is: cutting people off when they talk, to insert my own thoughts, ideas, inputs, etc. and it's gotten really really bad... And I hereby apologize heartily and pledge to do better!!! I am but a product of my surroundings, but I will apply myself and do better from now on!!! 

Service

Heidi's old boyfriend (or one of them..lol..) moved back to Salt Lake a few months ago, to help take care of his aging parents. This past weekend his father passed away (on Sat. as I was at the funeral... yeah it was the weekend of emotions at our house). Needless to say his life was turned a little upside down, and he called us this morning at the end of his wits. Heidl, being the nice friend she is offered our support, and so we raced up to his apartment to help out.


Now Dave is a great guy, but a tinsy bit ocd and a bit of a clean freak, so Heidi and I spent about two hours helping out by dusting, vacuuming, sweeping, doing dishes and so forth.... It's quite AMAZING how much funner it is cleaning someone else's house than one's own...


Hopefully we left Dave with a lighter heart, we definitely came away cheered up.


Serving is amazing! The "magic" it does in one's life is awesome. :)




"Love is never wasted, for its value does not rest upon reciprocity." Neal A. Maxwell

Onward

We are moving on, to happier notes... 

I am excited and happy to be able to go watch the last Harry Potter movie this coming weekend. Thanks to my friend Alicia in NYC, for the ticket. I have been a fan of HP and JK since I first discovered the books over ten years ago, the movies I've always found a little lacking, but have still watched. This weekend it all comes to a close with the last movie in the franchise opening. And unless one has been living under a rock for some years, we know the hype is pretty big.

So, I am going to go enjoy myself with Harry and the gang for the last time. Thanks JK for inviting us all into this wonderful and magical world!!!

Grief

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. God is awake.

Victor Hugo

There is something, not quite but almost profound in grief. Most times I guess it can seem overwhelming and hurting, but at times it can lead to some honest, spiritual and acute "light-bulb moments".


Everyone will lose someone they love, someone they're close to, someone who's made an impact on their lives... How we deal with this is individual, and very varied. I'm learning things about myself and about what is important in my life. I "blame" this on Wes, (my friend that I lost...) I think I am having this learning experience in my grieving process, largely because of the kind of man he was.


Fortunately I have my personal Faith to sustain me and carry me through.. So many times throughout the funeral I found myself wondering how others get through something like this without a belief in life after death. I believe it with my whole heart. In fact I'll go so far as to say I know it! I know we will live again. And I believe families can be together for ever.. That faith sustains me.


Back to grief, the process this time, has for me been quite deep and philosophical. Emotional to be sure, but so enlightening that I find it endurable. I think we humans grieve in many situations. Many scientific reports have shown that Grief is a process and a healthy one at that... Personally I've experienced the devastating grief that almost pushes one over the edge, the calm, cool and collected grief, and each time I've come through a wiser human being. This time I'm going through a healthier kind of grief process.


So, Wes is still teaching, still showing a perfect example, oh my friend, the heavens have gained a powerhouse of a human being. I'm left with a hole in my heart, but I feel it glowing with your love and friendship. Tusen takk min venn!


Do you know what friendship is... it is to be brother and sister; two souls which touch without mingling, two fingers on one hand.
Victor Hugo

When a good man goes to war....

"When a good man goes to war" was the name of the last season episode of Doctor Who... and I find it fitting as I grieve and attempt to deal with the loss of one of the best men I've had the privilege of knowing....


What does one say to a young widow, at the loss of her best friend, her companion, her husband? How does one comfort a family with two small children who will grow up without their father?  What can one say to a family who have lost and have to bury a son, a brother, a grandson, a cousin? What do I have to say that can make a difference or give comfort?


In the nights, when I am alone with my thoughts, the regrets and missed chances come out. How do I honor my friend and the influence he made on my life and my personality? The sorrow for all the opportunities that were missed, because I didn't bother picking up the phone, or write a letter.. The words that were never spoken, the gratitude never expressed... And yet, his influence in my life will never go away, his example, his model life never forgot. He lives on, in his children, his wife, those who's lives he has touched.. The many people he taught, will live on with his teachings.


But I.... I have lost a dear friend, a brother, to a meaningless illness... and I grieve.. knowing as I do, his family grieves more..


Updated:

Happy Birthday United States of America!!!!

We started the day with a neighborhood breakfast -- complete with a parade of police cars with sirens, men, women, and children on decorated bikes and unicycles-- old cars, scooters, even decorated doggies. We eat, then run home to wave flags and whistle as the parade passes in front or our house! Cutest kids ever! :D


Talked to people for quite some time, then I took a nap, while "watching" Stephen Moffats' Sherlock Holmes. 


Heidi's cousin invited us to the movies in the afternoon and we watched 17 Miracles. An inspiring movie! Then we were invited to have dinner with them at the Red Iguana, a Mexican/Aztec type food restaurant. VERY GOOD FOOD!!!!! I had a chicken enchilada platter, and it was AMAZING!!!!!


We are finishing the evening with a patriotic movie (the original Superman from 1978) and, if anyone cares to stay up perhaps we'll see the fireworks from Sugarhouse park...


Anyways, HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY everyone!!!!!!! 
Tomorrow we might go downtown to help some Peregrine Fledglings. 

Gearing up for Reunion 2011

I am therefore getting excited by putting together a little slideshow from some of the pictures I took last year... :)

Nelson Family Reunion 2010 - create free slideshows

Christmas 2010

This is the posting that SHOULD have been this past Christmas..... unfortunately that didn't happen, but better late than never, right?! So here it is, Christmas in July! ;p

Birthday Bash

In January there was a girl who had a birthday and this is a very very short blog about that day!

Falcon Babies Update....

Earlier tonight, Mary, Livie and I went down to Temple Square to attend the falcon field trip and volunteer orientation meeting. We were able to hear a lot from the people who work with these wonderful creatures on a daily basis.

The fledgelings are now about four weeks old, and are showing signs of being ready for flight training. A week or two called “Hell-week” by the experts and volunteers, due to the speed and lack of control on the part of these youngsters. With them hatching on a building in Down-town Salt Lake City, there are many and varied dangers.. Including but not limited to shiny windows, cars/trucks and physical hurt due to falling. These birds are pretty high on the food chain as far as other animals go, no other animals really prey on them. But many times they can attract illnesses from the food they are fed (such as city birds/small rodents) Fortunately pesticide that put them on the endangered-list have been banned for years and the population is now healthily climbing.

So the meeting tonight was basically to petition for and inform volunteers to help keep an eye out for these four.

In our family we’ve named them of course, and they are in order of birth: Junior, Turkey Basting, Nameless (adapt. from “Toothless”) and bibi-bibi (aka. the baby or the runt).

Basically they need help with paying attention to these four when they start flight training, by watching them and following them, if they fall to the ground; to catch them for release on top of building, or if hurt, hand them over to the rehab. people. With four young it might be a little busy too keep track of them all, so they were asking for more volunteers this year.

Rob Walters of the Utah Division of Wildlife Resources, has worked with these birds for many many years (since the mid ‘80s I think) and is in charge down there on Temple Square. He is expecting “hell-week” to start around July 4th which I think is fitting for these majestic creatures. :D

Dinner Night...

Tonight's been my dinner-night and I decided a few days ago I wanted Hawaiian Haystacks... So that's what I made... Unfortunately I didn't take a picture of it before it got put away, so you'll all just have to deal with other people's pictures.... *giggle*

Haystacks (as we call them for short) are quickly becoming a family favorite here at our house. It's delicious, it's nutritious and everybody gets to build it to their taste.

There are a multitude of recipes, all as different as our personalities. BUT the basics are the same.
You start with your regular sticky rice... and shredded chicken in a white sauce, but here the variables and changes start.... I've found the easiest way is to just put pieces of chicken in the crock-pot and let them cook for a couple of hours. Right after they are cooked enough to cut easily, shred the pieces with two forks and put them back in the Crock Pot. Then make a white sauce, I season with salt, pepper, onion powder, ground ginger, a little oregano and a LOT of Basil. When your white sauce is thick add it to the chicken and let it simmer for a little while. In the meantime, cut up your onions, green onions, cashew nuts, mushrooms, olives, tomatoes, pineapple, whatever you want and feel like... I also shred cheese, put out a bowl of craisins, open a can or two of canned mandarin oranges....

Basically from the white sauce out you're looking at a hodge-podge of whatever your taste buds desire. So you start by putting the rice on your plate, add the chicken "sauce", and then add the toppings as much or as little as you want. In the end dig in and enjoy!! :)
ALOHA!! :)

FANFICTION

Normally I'm super super picky when it comes to my favorite stories/novels... and so fan-fiction is a delicate area for me. But my very very dear friend has written a fan-fiction of Jane Austens Pride and Prejudice that is really good, and I highly recommend it to you all. If you're into this sort I would be delighted if you would check it out!!

One Thread Pulled Chapter 1: The Assembly Ball, a pride and prejudice fanfic - FanFiction.Net

Our new Pets....

Okay so the title is a bit of a tease.... To clarify, we don't have any new pets at our house, (Hilda is very,VERY allergic and sensitive!!!!)... We get to enjoy them 24/7 (if we want to), and we don’t have to clean up after them or feed them or anything!!! In short they are the PERFECT PETS (for this household at least).... So wanna meet them???

Here they are... our babies.... Peregrine falcon cam It’s actually quite funny.... the kids crowd around the computers, we have the falcon cam running on at least ONE computer every hour... and we all watch mesmerized... Even the boy!!! :) We love these little tykes, AND their parents! The services provided by the state, with the cameras and all the info, not to mention all the hours of service that goes on in regards to these beautiful creatures, is quite amazing!! To be able to see these wild animals up close and personal... and the fact that they’re thriving in such an urban community is awesome.... A TRUE DELIGHT!!!! :)

For more see also this blog by Liz Schubert...

More Peregrine falcon facts

• Scientific name: Falco peregrinus (In Latin, peregrinus means wandering.)
• Distribution: Cosmopolitan, but mainly in arctic to temperate regions
• Status: Formerly listed by the U.S. government as endangered, but recently delisted
• Life span: 10 to 12 years; 20 years in captivity
• Length: 10 to 20 inches (females are larger than the males)
• Wingspan: 36 to 45 inches (females are larger than the males)
• Weight: 1 pound 4 ounces to 2 pounds 12 ounces
• Plumage: In most plumages, the dark head appears hooded; slate grey-backed (dark brown-backed as juvenile) with cream-colored underparts, thick dark "mustache" (malar) mark below eye
• Eyesight: Up to eight times better than human vision
• Song: In protest, a loud, rapidly-repeated "kak, kak, kak"
• Flight speed: Clocked at 175 to 200 mph in vertical stoop or when diving from great heights upon prey
• Appearance in flight: Active flight is with shallow, but stiff and powerful wingbeats; soaring is on flat wings and a widely fanned tail; gliding is with wings level or with writs below the body and the wingtips up
• Abundance and seasonal status: Nests in Utah; occasionally seen during fall migration and sometimes is a winter resident
• Nesting habits: Tall, sheer cliff faces, often within 14 miles of water; occasionally on bridges, buildings and towers
• Number of eggs in clutch: Typically three to four
• Wintering habits: Southern North America, Central America and South America
• Food: Almost exclusively birds, nearly always caught in mid-flight; fledglings often chase after and catch flying insects, such as dragonflies
• Factors responsible for decline: Pesticides, habitat loss, pollution, poisoning and shooting
• Factors responsible for recovery: The ban in the use of the pesticide DDT in 1972 is believed to have contributed significantly to the recovery; in recent years, the outlook for the birds improved enough that they have been delisted from the federal endangered species list.

Desert Pyramidal Saxifrage

As a Scandi-hoovian living in the desert, it is a good idea to be very friendly and generous with sunscreen and sunblock..

I seem to forget or miss this fact, as I get sunburned over and over and over again... and it's not good!!! And I know better, and I guess I'm just careless... to the point of stupidity... so what am i going to do about it? Well that's just it.... I don't know.... haven't figured that out yet... meanwhile it's another agonizing night ahead for me.... I'll probably have to sleep on my stomach, which is bad for my sunburned arms, but better than being on my back and suffocating my poor sunburned neck..... *sigh*......
Anywho, sorry for the pity-party... I'll just pour more Aloe on myself... and hope I get the message.... WEAR SUNSCREEN!!!!!!!!



by the way, the title is a reference to the Norwegian State Flower... and living in UT. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chondrosea_cotyledon

COOL WORDS!!! :)

(yes, I’m such a geek)

What does one call a lover of words?
- A Logophile! The word comes from the Greek source “logo” which means speech and “phile” meaning friend/lover.

Some of my favorites are:

• Nefarious
• Defenestrate :P
• Kerfuffle :)
• Persnickety :)
• Juxtapose
• Discombobulate (yes it has become a “proper” word!)

ONE HOUR LIFE HISTORY part 2

You might want to think about your Life History again. You can add more to your life history in one-hour increments. Try one of the following options. When you finish a project, make a clean copy and put it in your file/folder/binder.

• Write a story about an event in your childhood. The story doesn't have to have earthshaking significance; it just has to mean something to you. Begin like this: "I remember when I was seven...." You will be amazed at what you remember!
• Elaborate on any of the topics in the first history. Add the details you had to skip before.
• Perhaps you have already written some stories about your life and your family. Locate them and add them to your files.
• Add photographs to your history. Seeing the faces and places described in the text can help it come alive. You can purchase archival-quality pages to hold photographs; or copies of your photographs can be made on a copy machine and include in your documents.
• Write down your testimony. Schedule a special time and seek the Spirit of the Lord.
• How about a romance chapter? Write the story of your courtship, engagement, wedding and honeymoon.
• Write some memories of your children. Reminisce on their babyhood and the cute things they said and did.
• Write about yourself as you see yourself. How do you feel and what do you think? Describe yourself, not just physically, but with the other interesting details: that you cry over sentimental movies, love baseball and hate beets... ;p
• Write about your best Christmas, summer vacation or annual family outing; write about any holiday or vacation for that matter.
• Make lists, for example what are your favorite foods? What is your favorite TV show?
• Write about items in your home that have a special meaning to you. If your son cut his teeth on the back of a chair, write about it. And mention any furniture handed down to you from a loved one.
• Write a one page annual update of the highlights of the past year.
• Make a fancy for for your documents, add index tabs, or think up more topics. (On a personal note, I would add getting letters and notes from other family members about the same times/details you are writing about... for example does your little sister remember you feeding the do your dinner also?)

Gradually, you will write a life history rich in detail. But don’t think about that. For now,  have fun in just one hour :p

ONE HOUR LIFE HISTORY

This is from an article I found in a magazine from 1994, by a woman named Carol Huber... That is all the reference I have I am sorry. It's great advice! :)

Writing a life history sounds like a monumental task but it can be done in an hour. It's easy, It's even fun. Here is one way to begin:

• Set aside an hour - use a timer to ease your mind, and find a comfortable place to write.
• Use a legal pad and a ballpoint pen, a typewriter or a computer. Or if writing is difficult for you, talk into a tape recorder and have someone else transcribe it.
• Begin with your name. Simply write "My name is...." Tell how you got your name what it means, your nicknames etc. If you were named for Aunt Matilda or Grandpa George, write that down.
• Now write everything you know about where you were born: the name of the hospital or the address of the house or the location of the farm. Add details about the weather, the time of day, and the day of the week.
• List the names, birthplaces, and birth dates of your parents, brothers and sisters.
• Name the schools you attended, including college. You may be tempted to begin a long story about the time you and your best friend got lost collecting for a paper drive. Resist the temptation. Straying from the assignment will run into overtime and make you reluctant to return to your history!
• List the organizations you joined as a child - Primary, Brownies, Girl Scouts, Boy scouts. Did you play the tuba in a marching band?
• List important Church dates, such as your baptism and other ordinances, and your Church callings.
• List the date, location and other significant details of your marriage. Then list your children and their birth dates. Mention important changes in your family - - a child's marriage, deaths, divorces, moves and jobs. Remember, keep to the bare bones of your life. You only have one hour so stick to the facts.Describe how you have spent your adult life - at work, at home, and so forth.

You're done!
Make a clean copy of your work. Use page protectors and insert it into a folder or a binder. The binder will make it easy to add material later on. Keep this history with your baby book and journal. Continue to write in your journal. Your one-hour life history will be a fair representation of your life. You never have to worry about writing your life history again if you don't want to.

Picture from Rose Briar.

To GEEK or NOT to GEEK... that is the question.....

When I first came back to UT. abt. a year and a half ago, I was in Twilight Mode with a bit of Regency Era thrown in, I am not ashamed to admit I was (and still in some was am) all about Edward and the immortal.... The kids here made fun, baited me and in general tried to harass it out of me, but unbeknownst to me the geek was deeply rooted and being as stubborn as I am they made no headway..... Then, in a sheer moment of brilliancy, (on their part) they introduced me to the Doctor.... Who might you ask.... (as well you should....) My first episode was "Blink" and boy was it it a whooper...

To make a long story short I was continually reluctant for about a couple of months and my attraction was at first to the Brilliant LOVELY "tall, lanky lad" from Scotland; Mr. David Tennant. I had watched him before and had sort of a "super-like"'ish crush on him, but after I'd watched a few episodes of Series 4 my fan-girl'dom (for the Doctor) was solid and irrevocable.... Since then the "damage" went from bad to worse, and the geek in me came waaaay out of the (Geek) Closet!!!! At that point we had caught up to the last season/series of Davids' and I was at my first regeneration.... (that's how the doctor changes and the actor can move on... I'll get back to the technical stuff later...) The new guy was an rather unknown actor named Matt Smith and I was scared an skeptical yet hopeful at the same time..... Well, as hard and emotional (YES, I cried!!!! Bawled like a baby!!!!! Complete mess and lost it at the end.....) as that experience was, the next year brought a new Doctor, a new companion (those who travel with the doctor) and new adventures, I grew in fondness and love for the 11th Doctor and the actor who portrayed him. It's now the middle of the second season for Doc. 11 and his comps, and I'm still going strong.... So why this long chronicle about my history with Doctor Who????


Because that is what started the whole madness of letting out the Geek inside me... it had been hidden and oppressed for so very many years, but after the Doctor came into my life, it was able to fight it's way out and proclaim itself... Am I still a fan of Twilight? YES!
Am I still a fan of Jane Austen et all?? HECK YEAH!!!!
But I am definitely also a GEEK!!!!!


My FANDOM index:

• Doctor Who
• Torchwood/Sarah Jane Chronicles
• Superman/Smallville
• Star WARS (NOT trek!!!!!!)
• Lord of the Rings/Tolkien
• Chronicles of Narnia
• Iron Man
• Other Comics (include Elf Quest, Astrix, the Phantom, SilverArrow, etc.)
• Firefly/Serenity
• Charmed
• Jane Austen/Brontes/et all

The list is longer and more plentiful, and I'm sure I will continue to add to the catalog the rest of my life... but hey, this gives me more to blog about as well so it's all good... lol.


Granted, it depends largely on my surroundings and environment, and I'm sure the intensity for some things will come and go (as with everything in our lives) but the Doctor has forever a place in my heart, and so (though I won't admit it to them) do these kids for doing this to me! ;p


However, I have to affirm, Mr. Darcy is still number one for me!!!!



Look for yours truly in this:

Pias verden: Baby, vanlig mat, spising og grising.

A fabulous piece (sorry that it is in Norwegian... but let google chrome translate it for you!!!! ) about children and eating!!! GOOD JOB PIA!! :)

Pias verden: Baby, vanlig mat, spising og grising.: "De fleste foreldre gjør sine egne erfaringer og kommer dermed med klare konklusjoner. Som de da tror gjelder for alle barn. Dere har vel a..."

The Fam... :D

There's Grandma Verda and Grandpa Willard, they have 7 kids:


Nadine (Terry)
Steve (Tami)
Neil (Pat)
Diana (John)
Toni (Larry)
Susi (Seth)
Heidi (John)


and these guys all have children and grandchildren:) of which I am an "adopted grandchild" as I "belong" to Heidi's "gang" Heidi, however, is older than me but not old enough to be my mum... so (in my eyes) she's more like my older sister :) (by 15 yrs).


I consider myself very fortunate to be part of this large, crazy, wonderful clan of people.