Pets and liqurish

When I was a little girl I never had any proper pets. The closest was a kitten who stayed on our veranda in a cardboard box for a summer (my father is allergic)and some hamsters we babysat for our neighbours when they went to the med on holidays. Their hamsters were always named Siss for some reason.

When I grew up and had finished my nurses education, I had my first proper flat. I then decided I wanted my first pet. With little experience, hamster was the obvious choice. So on sept 9 in 1999 (yeah 09.09.99) I bought my first pet ever. It was a really cute baby hamster, he was bright white, very fluffy, and scared of everything. His personality became apparent in a day, and he loved his little wheel in the cage. So I named him after some of my then favorite men. And they were not few. His full name was therefore Speedy Ricky Martin Andresen Redknapp Gonzales. Speedy Gonzales for short, after the infamous speedy cartoon. Ricky Martin is known, so he needs no further explanation. Martin Andresen was then a hot norwegian soccer player (still is, but he's older now, and not so hot. Here's a photo of him anyway)


Redknapp was first of all because of another soccer player, Jamie Redknapp, but also because Speedy had red-ish eyes that looked like little pins (in norwegian ; knappenål, and "knapp" from that)

Speedy was exactly that, speedy. He was never calm when awake, and ran like a manic in his wheel all night long, every night. So after 2 years I was kind of sick of it. But he was my little baby still. Even if he never was tame enough to stay outside his cage of his own, I had to watch him constantly.

Then I was moving down to Oslo, and had found a 12 year old girl who wanted to "adopt" him. 2 days before I was going, I found him halfway in his little fluffy house, stiff. Speedy had gone to hamster heaven. I was sad for half a day, and the girl who was going to adopt him was devastated. As a consolation, I gave her his cage anyway, and she got another hamster instead.

Since I've never had any pets. Until now. These pets are not by any means any I've chosen myself, and they're increasing in numbers. They're ANTS!.

The first one I discovered a few months ago, it was just a single one. I squished it, and didn't think any more of it. Then a few weeks, as the snow started to melt, I found a few every day. It was one here, one there, but I couldn't find any source. And they were so few that I didn't really care.

But the other day I'd had a glass of lemonade, and I left it on the sidetable by the sofa. Then, when I went to collect it and put it in the dishwasher, I looked into it. And there were about 7 ants, crawling about!! It freaked me out a bit, so yesterday, long overdue, I went to the gardening centre, and bought one of those ants-away devices. It was just a green box, like a little lid, and in there were some ant poison, sweet and proteine rich for them to catch the bate, and doesnt kill them instantly, so they can take it back to their queen. And today I've been watching their, work, and found out where they come from. It's a tiiiiny space between the floor and the wall, and they're squeezing themselves in there, or most of the time they're just knocking the wall, trying to get in. The now somehow appear drunk, so I'm now the owner of half a million junkie ants. Isn't that just nice... They're supposed to be all gone within a few weeks, so I hope the dope is potent. I'm tired of squishing ants now, I feel like a mass murderer.. And I don't want them crawling all over my floor either.

On another note, I saw this funny commercial at work today, and I'm putting it here. It's for IFA, salty liquirish lozengers, which apparently loosens you up a bit. The lady in the beginning is complainting about how boring her hubby is, and then he takes a lozenger...... Say no more hehe.

Today I crave.....

No additional need for comment is there? :)

How many blondes does it take to switch a lightbulb?

Happy new week my friends and stray blog readers.

I'm not going to start telling blonde jokes, they're not for me. But I've gone from not so blonde (but with random blonde highlights) to even less blonde today, I've had a touch up on my hair from my hairdresser, who happens to be one of my best friends. It's good to have a personal hairdresser in time of need hehe.

And I don know how to change a lightbulb. The problem sometimes is to figure out how to detach the light covers. Like yesterday, I found the bathroom to be darker than usual. Turned out to be a dead lightbulb. Still have the main light over the sink though, so it's not completely dark. I've never claimed to be tall and lean, so I had to find my extra stairs, climb up towards the roof, and detach the cover. It was by no means easy. Was trying to not break anything, so after about 10 minutes I'd figured out a little switch on the side that made it possible to get to the dead bulb. Today I had one task at the grocerys; to get a new bulb. Guess who forgot??! yeap, me. So the bathroom is still semi-dark. But I'll live, there's always tomorrow :)

Yesterday my niece Stella was 3 years old, coincidentally the same day that Twitter was 3. I like Stella better than twitter, but other than that, happy birthday to both! We went to celebrate her, and had a lovely time. We were blessed with a beautiful sunny day, so the kids were playing in the snow, we were sat by a campfire and grilling hotdogs, and everything was kind of easter-ish. Which is nice, cause easter is just 2 weeks away. Other than that we had loads of cake, a play was brought to life by the kids (Karius and Baktus), currently Stellas favorite story.



The kids all had handknit wigs in red or black, red noses and painted-on freckles. Even Leona, 1 month old today, had a little red wig, she looked adorable.
The grown ups had white hats and were the teeth. My bro narrated, and it was great fun.

All in all, it was a lovely birthday party, Stella was super happy, especially because of all her gifts. A bike, cd player, trolls, dolls, puzzles, clothes, and loads of toys. I'm sure her 3rd year will be a wonderful one for her!!!

Friday the 13th.....

I'm not that superstitious really. One month ago we had another friday the 13, that day came and went without anything happening at all. No such luck this time.

Last night I had my final of 2 night shifts, and had brought some shrimp sallad that I purchased earlier that day. Finished it, and after that I randomly checked the lid. Expiry date: january 23 2009..... Oooops. Didn't feel anything after, so didn't think more of it.

Then I went home this morning, had a morning snack, went to bed. Woke up a few hours later.... Something was cooking. Literally. The taste of sulphate while burping gave me an idea what to expect, and I weren't wrong. It sucks big time, because I had planned on going away for the weekend. Had a movie planned, and a concert tomorrow maybe. Don't know what will happen now, I'll just try to not get dehydrated while fighting off the germs or whatever it is that's rummaging my body at the moment.

So friday the 13 sucks, if anybody wondered!!!!!!!!!!!!

happy weekend.. sort of.

Yet another week of our lives passed by

Sounds a bit depressing, but it's not really. Just lacking titles at the moment.

Cause there's not much going on here these days.

Last week I worked 3 days, and I'm slowly recovering from the cold/flu/whatever episode that's been going on for the last 1,5 weeks. Strange how it is, when we're sick we want to go back to work, but when at work, we sort of wish we were more sick. Not because I don't like my job, I really do, but I'm just tired a lot these days.

The days at home I watched too much tv, to the extent that it bored me. Even dodgy bug-eating shows on discovey amused me a bit.. And old Americas Next Top Model- shows. Guess that's what I'd do if I didn't work at all... just watch tv all day long.

To be honest, over the last months I've increasingly grown more and more tired of even turning on the pc, think I've gone into a internet reluctancy phase of my life. I start to write something, then it just turns on me, and I get sick of it all, and try to do something else instead. Maybe I should take an internet break for a while, and see if it comes back to me, and instead start working out, knitting more, read books or whatever. But I don't really know what to do instead, everything is sort of boring to me these days.

We'll see what tomorrow brings.
Oh, and best of luck to Julia and Rex for tomorrows operation, fingers crossed that he'll be ok :)

Take care

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Here's the 7 o'clock news

This last week's been filled with ups and downs for me. Instead of babbling on, I'll make a list of good things that's happened, and another with not so good things hehe. So here we go


The Happy List:
My niece Leona was born on monday :)
I still have money left, and it's not that long until my next pay check
I'm progressing on my knitting project
My flat is fairly tidy still
Frank Sinatra singing My Way on VH1

The blah List:
Fever
Snot
No voice
Had to call in sick at work tonight.

But that gives me another note on the happy list, cause now I have saturday off work, even if it's my working weekend. Would of course prefer to have a voice and less of a cold but hey.

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Tomorrow's a new month, here's to March turning into a wonderful month for all of us!!!
Cheers
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Not exactly mojito madness... more like mad cow disease

Ever thought about getting something exciting, phenomenal, out of this world to drink?? Well, search no more, now the best product ever has come to a place (relatively) near you!!

In India a new beverage has been produced, with the extracts of -------------- wait for it----------------- Cow urine!!!

So, why not switch from lemon/vanilla/cherry/whatever to Urine Coke!!

As delicious as it sounds I presume... Moooooooooooooo!!!






Article from the daily telegraph HERE
And if you want the article in Norwegian like me, press HERE