So we had a really nicely decorated Christmas tree. A normal one that had these little colorful balls ALL over it. Meaning from bottom to the top.
But it seems that this year, the little person in my life decided that decorations are overrated. At least the ones within an arm length reach. Therefore everything keeps on moving upwards in the tree. I’m pretty sure that the tree will soon end up being “naked”. No decorations for safety precautions. So far I have found ornaments in the toilet, in the fridge and even outside (!).
For now our tree will look like this. It’s a crop-top kind of way of decorating. Next year we have to get a taller one.
Did you all have a nice Halloween (the ones that celebrates)? When I moved from Sweden a few years ago Halloween still wasn’t that big of a thing but I think it has changed the last years. In Dubai it’s a different story and in the area where we live most families went all in with house decorations and dress ups for the kids as well as themselves.
We didn’t decorate our house but I surely made sure that I would get some candy with minimal effort. I used child labor and a pumpkin outfit and told her not to come back until the bucket was full of candy. The other kids had a small little pumpkin bucket. My child had a big bucket we use for the beach which was probably three times the size of everyone else’s. Don’t want to risk running out of space.
Whilst my daughter managed to come back with a full bucket for her mum (she is not eating any sugar yet mmmmhahah) I excused myself from sharing anything. Because that’s just who I am. Hungry and sneaky.
We went to see the ballet Swan Lake on the Dubai Opera this weekend. A few minutes in to the show I realized I didn’t know what I was watching and I had to start google what it was about.
But before that I sat just staring at the dudes in tights. My husband glanced at me and whispered “you know they are wearing some kind of protection right. To make everything look bigger..”. I just told him “ssssh, let me have my moment.” No need to ruin this beautiful act with talking.
At the same time I heard someones child (well done kiddo for staying still for three hours) say rather loud in the audience “mum, why are the men naked”. I can’t blame her. Those tights sure was..tight.
Oh, the show? It was great. I think. There were some parts with only ladies when I was actually paying attention. Otherwise I was mainly staring at balls for a few hours.
Wow, where did the summer go and how come I forgot I had a blog? So many questions, so few answers. Actually, I have answers. I lost a few brain cells in the process of creating a human being and sleeping. Or as I like to say it, my husband knock me up again. How cool is that!
One good thing about being preggo again is the fact that I need to get fat. I have to eat. The first three months of pregnancy were no good ones so I lost some weight and we all know what that means. More chocolate for me.
Second good thing with pregnancy is that it’s ok to wear tights. I love them. They are so ugly but oh, so comfy. If you are a man and reading this, please do yourself a favor and start wearing women clothing.
I’m wearing these to work tomorrow. Does that mean I get a higher salary?
Any football fans out there? (Americans: please read Soccer, or whatever you call it). I am obviously watching the World Cup because what else is there to do. Life right..
I am very fortunate with my employer that decided to do a Google and put up major screens and bean bags in the office so we could all stay forever and work AND watch the game. Win – Win I guess.
Considering I don’t live in my home country I turn very Swedish during these Events. The flag is out and I try to brainwash as many of my colleagues as possible about meatballs and The Northern Light. I also tried to recruit an audience for the game yesterday.
As you can see the game was extremely popular. Hard to hear anything from all the noice.
English is not my mother tongue and even though I have lived abroad for several years the Swedish accent comes out of hiding every now and then. Usually like a little kinder surprise.
When I came back to Dubai after my vacation in Sweden last month, I had bought the cutes moose keychain souvenirs. It was a warning sign of a moose running over the street. We have them everywhere on the roads in Sweden. I bought one each for my colleagues in the department as they think it’s exotic. Or so I thought.
One of my colleagues that had been in a meeting the morning when I came back, suddenly came skipping towards me saying “I’m so excited about the moose you got us. Makes the start of the week so much better.” Ok, that’s great, I thought. Some people are just very happy to get souvenirs. I took the little moose out of the bag and gave it to him and just looked at me like a questionmark. “What is that”? He asked. “It’s the freakin moose you were so excited about” I said.
He looked at me sad and said “I thought you meant chocolate mousse!”