Moving on

It’s been a lovely winter’s day and I’ve handed in my last exam. No more studies for me, no reason to enter a university building other than visiting friends. No more lectures, no more seminars, no more exams. It feels a little empty.


“We’re moving on and we can’t slow down”

Today was my graduation day. After a huge choreographed ceremony I am now a bit tired but happy and feel utterly unprepared to go to work tomorrow. But it will be fine. My closest family was there and little Me Made was a trooper and fell asleep about halfway through. After the ceremony we went out to dinner, although Me Made had to go home with grandma, and celebrated some more. I brought my knitting and managed to get a few rows in there. A lot of pomp and circumstance and happiness and laughter and a little bit of sadness that an era is over.

Or, over might not be the correct term, we have an exam Thursday.

Graduation Song – Vitamin C.

The comfort of the well known

Today I’ve had what might be my last seminar at the university and that’s a little scary. I’ve considered university some sort of a home for over 15 years. It’s not always been a walk in the park and we’ve had our differences but we’ve moved together and we’ve changed and tried to change each other. She’s been there, old and grumpy and backwards but always reliable, no matter what I’ve been doing. We don’t always want each other and we don’t always get along but we also understand each other in so many ways. She’s formed me and I like to think I’ve formed her in at least some ways. When we first met I was so young and a little naïve and she was old and indulgent. Now she’s even older and I’m not as young as I once was (thank goodness) but I’m oh, so much wiser (thanks to her, in more ways than she might intended). She has made me doubt and she has given me confidence and experiences. We don’t always get along but I will be loyal to her and always defend her to the outside world.

University has helped in many ways. She has taught me things I didn’t know and things I’ve wondered about and I’d like to think that I too have made a little mark in her long history, although there’s been so many others before me. She makes me comfortable, when I’m with her I know what I am and what I do and what is expected of me and I know what she is and what she’ll do. I’ve met her many faces and with her I feel safe.

Today I had what might be my last seminar. It will be a while before I come back. I’m believe I will come back though, this relationship is too important to let go of eternally, one day or another. Perhaps sooner than expected.

“I am who I’m meant to be”

Another year is over. A year that changed life completely in many ways. A little baby was born, studies were more or less finished and the mood swings constant. We had the hottest summer in forever and not enough knitting but surprisingly enough some crochet. There’s been tears and joy and confusion and proud moments. I have mixed feelings about 2018 and I’m not sure I have very high expectations for 2019 either but we’ll see. Maybe I’ll be surprised.

If 2018 was a year of preparations, 2019 will be the year of when all will be tested. New jobs, new roles. I’m not saying I think it will be perfect and I don’t claim to be either, just good enough to be happy and perhaps make others happy too. I don’t believe in New Year’s resolutions and I’m not making one this year either but if there is anything, I will try to have a motto for next year: good enough. I’m marching on to the beat I drum.

And also I’ll try to actually use gift certificates before they expire.

Pattern: Losely based on Raggsockar med bumeranghäl from Järbo Garn. Yarn: Raggi from Järbo Garn, color 15141. Mods: in the end I think I only kept the amount of stitches to cast on. I played around with a heel flap and just took it from there.

When loved ones are near

Merry Christmas! It’s cold and snowy and absolutely lovely. We’ve had a calm Christmas Eve over here and I think everyone is happy. Good food, good friends and family and good gifts.

This year’s most tired was Me Made but can you be otherwise when you have so much wrapping paper to look at?

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

Airing out a Princess

Today was a special day where we got to bring some of our closest family and revisit the lovely mansion where got married three years and a few months ago. Not an anniversary or anything, just watering of plants, lunch and cake. My veil, my Princess shawl, got to come as well and we took the opportunity to take some Christmas-y pictures of Me Made. This is the first time that veil has gotten som use since the wedding, normally it lives in the freezer. Me Made wasn’t as amazed of that veil as would perhaps have been appropriate, but instead tried to eat it, but that’s fine. It survived and got to go back into the freezer again once safely returned home (the veil, not Me Made).

In search of decorations

I continue to collect Christmas decorations now that I don’t have that many at home. This was next to my table at the café I went to after work. Very cosy. I have brought up our candle holders from the basement but no one has had the time nor energy to put them up yet and with only two weeks till Christmas we need to hurry up if we’re going to get it done. We’ll see, it will be our little Christmas mystery.

Ginger bread house

This is amazing. The castle made out of gingerbread. This is the kind of window display that I love most but it also makes me a little sad. It’s beautiful, absolutely beautiful, and it looks like something straight out of The Nutcracker. But it also makes me think of stories like The Little Match Girl. This must have been the kind of window that she looked into and wished for warmth and something to eat. It looks so bright and warm and cosy and I can’t help but think of the ones who can’t have that.

There is another ginger bread house, or rather building. It’s the old library. It’s also beautiful and lovely. Now that I don’t really have the time nor energy, and I don’t really want to put the tree up now that Me Made puts everything in the mouth and is getting more and more movable for every day. Beautiful decorations isn’t really compatible with tiny children. We’ll just have to enjoy other trees and decorations this Christmas. And possibly the next one too.

First Sunday of Advent

It’s officially time. It’s advent and it’s officially okay to start basking in all the wonders that are Christmas. I have lit the first candle, we’ve put up our star in the window and I’ve had saffron buns and ginger bread. Me Made and I went out to brunch with friends and had a great time. Then we walked slowly through the city and looked at the lights and chatted with out friends (those last two might have been me, or rather, I think all of it was just me since Me Made doesn’t walk but rides in the stroller, and slept the entire walk and therefore neither looked at lights nor chatted with friends).

It’s simply been a great weekend and I hope the rest of December will be the same.

Beautiful winter

Sorry for another post with the same view but I need to remember this. I took this picture yesterday morning and it was such a lovely sight. Later in the day we had some snow mixed with rain and the temperature rose and today all we have is rain and gloomy November skies. If that is a sign of how the rest of the winter will be, I will be sad. Therefore I prefer remembering this, the ice on the river, the frost on the ground, the cold and the pink skies. Let’s keep our fingers crossed for a white winter.