Nov 18
Even though I consider the conception of our surprise baby to be nothing short of a miracle, the Swedish government sees otherwise and I have been officially deemed bog standard, transferred over to the public health system with no frills or fructose added.
How did the weekend rock around so fast? This week has flown by, literally actually. I flew to Warsaw for work, just over the day, as you do. One minute it was Monday, the next nearly Friday! Best to stop and take a quick look at the week gone by with some sweet things for the soul
Over the weekend I decided to make some Madeleine cakes, the baking urge just took over. Mmmm Madeleine cakes, those buttery light lemon-infused cakes that Proust bangs on about in Remembrance of Things Past.
I'm reading 'The Sweet Poison Quite Plan' by David Gillespie which advises that for the first few weeks when you are in sugar/fructose detox, you need to break the addiction so should not eat treats with glucose/dextrose in them but go cold turkey. As these first few weeks will fall through Christmas, I've decided to bugger that advice.
So, I've got 5 days to myself so this 21 week pregnant chick is going to go wild! I'm meeting friends tomorrow night for dinner, then I'm planning on getting a few things done around the house that I never have the time to do, whilst the kids are away. Sleep. Sound sleep.
Similarly, your normal red wine jus will now be replaced with just drinking red wine straight out of a cask because you burnt all the food that you’d managed to buy, whilst trying to convince said small child not to drink the toilet water.
After The Flash had arrived, I was holding her in my arms and TSH was lying next to me in the hospital. I had the strongest feeling, all of a sudden, I felt like this wasn't going to be the last time TSH and myself would be in hospital looking down at a sweet newborn.
What are your plans for the weekend? We're having friends over for dinner on Friday night and I hear from TSH that some type of Lamb/Rosemary/Goats Cheese combo is going to be on offer! On Saturday our body corporate is having it's cleaning day and we are going to lend a hand. Organised Swedish fun, couldn't be better.
The falling leaves drift by the window, the autumn leaves of red and gold, I see your lips, the summer kisses, the sunburned hands I used to hold... so sings Sinatra in Autumn Leaves - the great jazz standard - the perfect backdrop to the end of Autumn in Stockholm.
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