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spoon

Nutella on a spoon as substitution for meals is an expensive  (not to mention disgusting) habit to have. That dang hazelnut spread is costly– but SO worth it.

Generally I am a pretty stagnant save-a-holic bordering on the Jewish Grandmother side of the scale. I literally cringe when people throw some things away. As of late however, I have come to realize that some things are just worth it to spend money on.

I mean not to be morbid or anything but whatever money you don’t use up during your life just goes to someone else so might as well spend it (to an extent) on things that improve your quality of life.

I have taken this new view to heart and am LOVING my recent purchases.

BOOTIES! 69 sek (it was a sign!)

p.s. 69 sek is not equal to 69 dollars. It’s like 8 dollars, yo. I’m not that crazy

Robe from IKEA

Metal Brain Sucker..

JUST KIDDING. Head massager= best invention in the whole wide world.

The excitement about this baby is tangible!


I took this new frame of mind into account during a day excursion to Norrkoping where we came across a store filled to the brim with every vice I struggle with.

yeah we are talking chocolate..

candy

coffee and coffee-related items (think mugs, jam, etc)

and an insane collection of teas!

One of which I bought. I haven’t tried it yet but it smells DIVINE. Seriously–it is a black tea with currant and crushed citrus leaves native to Norrkoping.

There are some things that I have realized lately, and I have come up with (surprise, surprise) a LIST!

Kallie’s (new) rules to live by

  • keep things simple
  • say thank you
  • smile at strangers
  • admit when you are wrong, it’s okay
  • wash your socks often
  • dance in your room
  • the best foods are served in bowls
  • know when to say no..and when not to
  • endorphins are the best medicine
  • sometimes a little britney spears is necessary
  • oral hygiene is no joking matter
  • don’t lie
  • use spell check
  • don’t apologize for who you are
  • try everything once
  • trust your instinct
  • music cures bad moods (or screaming into a pillow)

I’m not saying that because I realize that these rules are ideal for my personal taste that I abide by every single one every single day, but ya gotta strive for the best.

Does anyone have any rules that they try to live by?

ouch

The things a gal will put up with from cute shoes is astounding. Some of the most physically painful moments of many females lives are those spent attempting to break in new high heels.


They may look cute and innocent but looks are deceiving! I have no idea what compelled me to wear these babies to the welcome dinner last night and clubbing afterward because I officially can barely walk.

WARNING: this picture is graphic soooo prepare yourself or quickly scroll down


Disgusting I know, what kind of sick, twisted person puts a picture like that on a blog?

ME

mainly because I want you all to feel my pain hahah

I am actually rather proud of myself because I put up with alot of activity in those shoes before finally breaking down. A trip to Norrkoping (sister city of Linkoping) was made..

..A trip to Maxi (kind of like Walmart) was taken on as well where I stocked up on food to cook with as well as some other stuff.

  • tomatoes
  • eggs
  • mushrooms
  • nectarines
  • bananas
  • museli
  • bran flakes
  • milk
  • etc etc

AND I TRIED LICORICE ICE CREAM!!!


alright if you want to get technical it was licorice and lime sorbet–yeah sounds atrocious but tastes delicious. and that is really all that matters :)

So you see that alot of walking occured in my life recently (not to mention the at least 10k that we walked in the morning trying to get some bike problems sorted out in another section of town) so I would say that my poor little feet deserve a break..After our run today.

Despites my feet trouble the welcome dinner was fun! We were seated by people we didn’t know which I couldn’t decide if I liked or not, and we given a bottle of wine, an appetizer, dinner, and dessert. The food was alright I suppose.

The more interesting part of the evening revolved around singing. Come countries got up on stage and sang a national song (and no, me and the one other american girl did not partake). Germany took over the entire stage–there are at lease 130 of them walking around campus.

There were also rules–I am in Sweden dont’cha know– like to bang on the table and scream and then yell BORDSSKAL! and drink. Another one was to bang on the table in the same fashion and then scream tempo and then the number of a song from the booklet that we were provided with. I was astounded about the lyrics of the songs that we were expected to scream at a school function!

Astounded but totally pumped. Here is an example:

Cindy’s into whips and chains, kinky, kinky

Finally got it out it was red and sore, God damned son of a bitch never fuck no more

Seriously picture a room of 300 people singing things like this. We are so careful of what we say in America (at least superficially) in public settings but here they are so open and it is fun because many people think or say these things in private settings but not at anything endorsed by the school. Teachers and other public figures act like they are not saying or doing things that we all know everyone does so it seems like in Europe they just cut all the bullshit and let it all be out there.

HMM..

food for thought.

I am going to go eat breakfast now and rest my poor little feet.

In Ellen Pompeo’s kitchen hahah I wish

dawn

Beginnings are a funny sort of thing. Everything has one and they are all different. There is always that first step to begin a marathon, a first smile of a baby, the first cup of java in the morning.

Each town in existance sprung up from the first building and grew into its current state. Continued growth is what makes the world go round. Yesterday we visited the origins of Linkoping, the town in which I am studying during the next few months.

a short bus ride led us to..

GAMLA LINKOPING


where we came across a little garden

whose flowers and leaves sprouted from seeds sown long ago

And an old fashioned printing press

Where ink is imprinted onto paper, transforming mere ideas into them into literature that people can hold in their hands and pass along to their friends

And a wood shop where trees serve as the basis for art, utensils, decorations, and toys. The large trunks of the leafy giants in the area are carved into useful objects

I don’t know what the origin of my life from this point will be, but I sure hope it involves chocolate (like the chocolate factory in Gamla Linkoping)

Shifting back into present day life we took the bus into the city center

The student pub, HG, is very interesting but it was totally fun to get into. There is a dance floor with a stage, restaurant, two bars, a private room, the whole deal

I particularly like the bar rules

and the shot names

Blackjack? It looks deserted here, but that was because people had moved to the dancefloor–it was quite busy before this picture.

WEDNESDAY

Speaking of beginnings, I BEGAN my courses today. It is interesting because we never meet on the same day, or at the same time. They give you a syllabus and you check where it will be that day. Sometimes on thursdays, mondays, eight o clock, 5 oh clock..you never know.

Oh, Sweden keeping things interesting you sly dog. ;)

There are elections coming up in the next couple of weeks so lots of free food is being given out

I think I am going to be seeing the beginning of a new pants size pretty soon hahah

I am encountering so many new experiences without the people who generally define who I am, with people who have no idea about my normal temperament, my normal habits, likes, or dislikes. I have kind of had to throw any preconcieved notion of who I think of myself as, who I want to be, or who I am out the window and just allow myself to BE and enjoy where I am and who I am with.

I can tell that coming here was the correct choice, and that it could potentially be the commencement of a new chapter of my life. I dont want to put too much thought into it because that would defeat the whole point, now wouldn’t it but I have to say that if this is the beginning of the rest of my life..

Then this is a beautiful way to begin it. :)

planet

A sweater fetish is not a joking matter, especially for a sweater addict who cannot afford to support her habit. I grudgingly took a look at my bank account yesterday and for a stingy stingaroony like myself I don’t know how I managed to not pass out in horror.

I wont go into details but what was even MORE disappointing was the fact that I had finally found my favorite shop in linkoping lin&co. They had just gotten in some MAGNIFICENT sweaters that I would like to be buried in…for a fine price of about 1500 SEK (thats about 200 smackaroos for you americans). GAH Just shoot me now.

In other news

I got my schedule all sorted out yesterday, and I begin class bright and early tomorrow at the same time that most of you will be tumbling into your beds. My History of the European Identity course and my Swedish course are up first, then nothing for a whole week! I have a very odd schedule. I am hoping to sneak into a Drama Communication course as well but the odds are against me because the wait list is quite long.

After that was all set My friend Jonna and I explored the town a bit more..


and stumbled upon an ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE coffee shop that will be perfect for studying in the winter…inside of course :)

We grabbed a quick bite to eat at a restaurant and then headed back to Ryd where my friend Annika and I went for a little 5k run around in the forest! It is so pretty in there and there are so may trails I was scared we would get lost.

We made it out alright, no missing persons report was filed thankfully. I changed, showered, and met up with Jonna at her dorm for some knitting! I finished my first little square of knitting and begun my next spool of yarn! Hopefully by the time I leave here I will know how to make something actually useful hahah.

sprinkles

While I have always considered myself a ‘thunderstorm person’–one who enjoys the spontaneous combustion of the sky into stormy madness–I must confess that this love stems from appreciating said storms comfortably from an inside venue, preferably with a cup of tea in hand.

As it turns out, thunderstorms are much less enjoyable when you happen upon them on your way home.

Allow me to rewind a bit.

I finished up the week quite busily. My days were booked full of tasks punctuated by various hearings and presentations.I saw my boss introduce and negotiate legislation on the committee floor during a mark-up session, I went to a save the tigers reception, and I went to a Peace Corps presentation and saw some senators speak about their experiences with it.

I hope you aren’t expecting me to give an explanation of who they are because I honestly have no idea. But they are congressmen, and I saw them speak (intern fail). As I mentioned in a previous post, we got let out early on Friday after CAKE which was beyond awesome before I was picked up by my lovely aunt Claire for a weekend trip to Great Falls.

It was so nice to spend time in a house..with a baby..with no schedule..with a tv..and a regular sized bed. We enjoyed a lazy saturday, got pedicures, ate out, and rented movies. Needless to say, much needed relaxation.

Two of my favorite attributes of this particular getaway were the presence of shower with a working drain (I could take a reasonably long shower without it turning into a bath in the process) and this nifty little doo-dad right here:

This single cup coffee brewer seriously limits caffeine intake in the best way, not to mention it’s too cute. I enjoyed a leisurely two cup Caribou Coffee morning. :)

I was feeling spry and rested when Claire deposited me back to my dorm this afternoon, ready to tackle the city and hit up some museums. My roommate, Irene and her visiting friend were going to go to the Eastern Market (think Portland’s Saturday Market pls giant farmers market) so I joined them instead.

It was a hot one, folks but the market had SO much going on I was really excited to be there…

Fruit and art and flowers OH my!

I was just peacefully bopping along, taking it all in when BAM resurgence of my little vertigo issue abounded.

SERIOUSLY?

I promptly sat down, downed some water, and when it didnt seem to help I peaced out back to the metro. When I ascended the escalators at the Foggy Bottom metro station still in my dazed funk you can imagine how thrilled I was that it had begun to drizzle.

Now for all you New Mexicans out there I have a little tip about East Coast weather–a rainstorm does not last 20 minutes. You cannot wait it out, that absolutely does not work. Luckily for me I has figured this out earlier so I immediately removed my flip flops and booked it.

Evidently, not quickly enough.

By the time I reached my dorm I was soaked to the bone. Despite my quick reaction, my feet were not fast enough to get me home before the full on gale swept down upon the city.

At least it was a tolerable temperature after that. I shivered my way upstairs, peeled off my wet clothes and made the best of the situation:

I no longer felt guilty about leaving the market or not going site seeing. I pulled on my new comfy yoga pants that I bought this weekend, brewed a cup of tea, and vegged out majorly.

I am still not feeling so well, but I only have four days to go before I will be home with the ones I love and where we can figure this out properly.

patriotic

Happy Birthday America!

The sun is shining, the tourists are flocking, and the interns are partying. I practically feel the patriotic spirit flowing through my veins ;) I began the day trekking off to the Dupont Circle farmer’s market

There was so much variety for a rather small farmer’s market and though I sampled my ass off I didn’t really find anything that I wanted to purchase because we did a trader joe’s run yesterday morning. I was tempted by certain things most definately though:

^CASE IN POINT^

I did drop by the DC staple of Kramerworks&Afterwords, the beyond adorable bookstore slash cafe slash delicious restaurant, and browsed some books (they offer books galore, so of course I am in love) about Swedish culture to begin prep for my departure in about 50 days. They were bumping with 4h of July business so I refrained from actually purchasing anything BUT I did stop by starbucks for an iced coffee moments later.

I took my time strolling back to the dorm and was touched and intrigued by this rooftop garden

Yesterday was the first day of downtime I had so after our Trader Joe’s excursion, Top Chef & Bethenny Getting Married watching, a quick nap, and phone sesh with the parents I spent the remainder of the afternoon working and then browsing the Washitonian website and finding some tasty food spots to check out!

It’s actually rather sad that I had enough time to create such an intricate list. I made a word document with the name of each place, explanations of directions, the genre of food, a link to them menu (if they had one), and whether it would be best to check out on my way home from work or from my dorm.

I also scratched out a small list of things for me to see in my downtime including (but definitely not limited to):

  • Dupont FreshFarm
  • Phillips Collection
  • National Geographic Museum
  • Kramerworks and Afterwords Cafe
  • Eastern Market
  • Newseum
  • Smithsonian

The underlined ones are the ones that I have now been to so I suppose I’m off to a good start. :) heading out now to be American and all that–bbq and fireworks anyone?