The young ones

Since I first startet this blog, my kids has grown an developed from young kids to young grown ups. My lovely Pink Princesse was 14 years old and my handsome Little Chef was 11 when I started. 

My blog was never mainly about them, but they was part of it, and will still be. 

Now, Pink Princesse is 21 years old, she is currently working in a kindergarden. Her goal is to be a qualifyed teacher for young children, she has found her path, and loving it. The respect and warmth in her voice when se talks about these little people with all their life ahead of them is wonderful! 

She is planning to move in together with her boyfriend, they are so happy and ecxited, all the little tihings one needs when starting your own home for the first time, I still remember some of the stuff I had the first time I moved away from my parents. (When I think of it, I still use a few of them) And then there is all the other practical stuff, what about bills, how much to spend on food, (she: mum, how do I change a lightbulb, I suddenly realize I've never done it! Me: hello, you're moving in with an electrician!!) oh how exciting times, she is so ready, and even though it will be strange for us not to have her around all the time, it's our job to blow wind in her sails! 

Little Chef is far from little anymore! (194 cm tall) He is 18 years old, has got his drivinglicence half a year ago, and got a car about five minutes after the test was passed. He drives all the time, all over the place, and feels free as a bird! He is a very social person, loves to be with his friends! 

He is working in a old peoples institution, with elderly people with dementia. He loves his job, he has a big heart for geriatric health care, this is his path. The first time he told me about what he wanted to do, I was so surprized, but delighted and proud! He is training to be a qualifyed health carer, and hopefully one day a nurse. 

Yorkshire Lad is still my English husband (you never know about these things these days) we enjoy life and pat eachothers shoulders when we see how well our kids are doing, and how lovely people they are! We have much more time on our hands now, no more homework to cry over, no big worries about teenagetrouble. Little Chef complained the other day about how slow and inactive we were, sitting in the sofa one day, watching a film, and I told him, I deserve to relax now, and to find out what I want to do with my time, after having used all my time for the past 20 years to take care of my family. I'll ask him how he feels after bringing up his kids, in another 25 years or so. (If I still can remember) They still need their mommy, thank heavens, and I will always be there for them. 

Krakilette was and is "my place" with all my random things and thoughts, food, family, and other stuff, and so it still will be. 

And because I do not like to post without a photo, and I haven't asked the others permition to post a photo of them, here's one of me: 

This is me, on my third birthday!

Optimism and cabin life

Because of the long long winter

I found myself moaning and complaining

more than usual about the weather and the cold temperature!

I have decided to stop it.

In two days it is first of March

I have decided that for me, thats when Spring starts!

(even if the snow stays put)

This weekend we went to the Cabin.

Sunday Morning it looked like this:

Lonely hammock
The cabin

The shed

.....

But first:

This was the inside of the kitchen window when we came to the cabin

on friday night after work.

The temperature outside had risen to 0 C (32 F)

And we were so pleased with it!

Inside the cabin it was -4 C (24.8 F)!

We took it as men (and women)

Made a fire

Kept our coats and mittens on

Made some cocoa and kept the spirit

While the temperature slowly rose

A while later

Dinkie threw her coat and curled up in front of the fire

I made a colorful salad
and baked the lasagne I made at home thursday evening.

(The magic is in the planning)


It was a lovely friday night!
Teenagers and parents,
Lovely food and a
a crappy horrorfilm


The snow on the roof outside the door
was threatning to slide down in our heads,
but nothing happened except an occational ice cold
drop of water down our neck
A sign of spring!

Snowy blue morning at the cabin

It's a while since I've been to the cabin

This weekend we went there,

with our two teenagers.

It's not to bad that they still enjoy a weekend at the cabin

with their mum and dad.

Gandma and granddad came on Saturday

and stayed until Sunday

It was crowdy but peaceful

and everyone was in a good mood

The snow was falling quietly

and covered our tracks
On Sunday we returned home
rested, happy, scruffy and with a pile of laundry
Just as we are supposed to do, after a
Weekend at our cabin: Goro

No pressure in paradise

Our cabin is like a nest

so safe and fitting our needs perfectly

We are a family with different levels of restlessness

Some wants to go frog hunting

Some just want to quietly study the beauty of a flower

Some like the excitement of a poisonous snake

There is no clock at the cabin

There is a lot to do if you want to

and there is a lot of time to no nothing if you prefer that.

There is no pressure in paradise!