Modet att lämna - orken att stanna

Trodde inte att jag skulle orka lämna men märkte att det bara handlade om ifall jag skulle orka stanna. Så kan det gå...

Snörena var oknutna, gången baklängesvriden medan blicken riktades rätt och slätt dit näsan pekade. Så fick jag lära mig en ny sorts balans.

Efter en vecka på nya jobbet börjar blicken riktas enbart framåt. Skönt, stadigt och spännande...

piripiri-tjejen

Piri Piri, mumlade Dragan över min axel. Det enda han tänker på, muttrade mina tankar. Men när saffranstanterna ser ut som de gör så bör rimligtvis en piripiritjej se ut så här...

Angst

Solen skiner aggressivt, för första gången i mitt liv känns det som, efter en regnsvår sommar. Det är här vi möts nu, som spattiga tonåringar. Solglasögon - check, kylväska - check, solkräm - check, espadrillos - check, sommarglädje - Vad var det nu igen?
I regnpölarna skvalpar drömmarna av den förlorad sommar. Vaska upp D-vitaminerna som du tappade nu. Upp och hoppa för bövelen!

Sommarkamp

Den här sommaren blev inte lätt för mig. Många saker tänker jag på. Hela tiden.

Och regnet skriker: – Var inte nöjd. Och jag svarar: – Vem har sagt att jag tänkte vara det?

Semester kräver att saker händer, lite mer än det gör just nu i alla fall. Krav är jobbigt - semester är jobbigt...

Vilken konstig slutsats. Bäst att sluta.

IF: Poem

My daughter is writing poems with my husband as her secretary. Her brother Alfons and I decided to illustrate one of them.

The poem (in swedish):

Viktualia, nu ska du bestämma

Stella och Lovisa och Sofi ska åka buss.
Bussen ska åka till en flygplats.

I flygplatsen ska de flyga flygplan.
Och flygplanet åker till Norge.

Dom leker.

Sofis mamma stannar kvar hemma och väntar.

Dom ska bara hämta en sak i Norge.
Och nu kommer dom.

Dom glömde den saken nån gång dom var i Norge.

Av: Nora Mitic

IF: Discovery

His late discovery of masturbation was the beginning to the tragic end of their marriage.

All discoveries don't bring us forward. Some discoveries drag us down and takes us further away from our loved ones. I think the word this fellow need to learn is "lagom". A rather boring swedish word that means just the right amount of something; not to much and not to little.
But that word has to be used in lagom proportions also.

Twist

I'm sommarloving. And the taste of summer is still hoolahoop, twist, and rollerskates. I'm trying to remember how the games rules were but everything is fading away. With my kids playing in the garden I'm starting to get memories back. The melodies are tumbling around in my head and movements are hiding in my legs and hands. I don't know yet how to put it together but I have five weeks left on my sommarlov (summer vacation when you're a teacher - or a student - in Sweden). Feeling lucky.

The made up car

This entry is on the edge of the weeks theme at Illustration Friday. The illo doesn't contain a car simply because of a story with a totally made up car.

When I was doing the laundry a man broke into the laundry room. I don't know how he managed, but he did. And he looked as having problems with toxic substances...
I tried to remain calm, simply asking him if I could help him with something. He looked surprised over the fact that there were someone behind the door and had to make up a story. The story was that he needed water for his car. The engine was boiling, he said...
Since I didn't have neither a bottle or a jar, I told him to go to the coffeeshop nearby instead. He left and I closed the door, as if that would help from having him there again...

A small adventure, probably without a car, but with a lousy excuse.

carage

I guess cars are creatures with short lives. We love them, use them and wreck them in a fantastically rapid pace. Summing up the number of cars you've used will give you your carage...
For IF "cars".

Trying too hard

Trying too hard is dangerous. And messy. The really sad part is that most of the times the result is less than nothing.

Neighbour...

... you give us all many wonderful opportunities to study the unknown and strange perspectives of life. Thank You so much for enlightning us!

(p)remember

Remembers the time when he was a member. Now his friends from the past don't even have time to talk.
For www.illustrationfriday.com: remember.

Thoughts about love

I tried to explain to my son that you can't decide if you're going to fall in love in someone or not. He thinks that boys simply aren't interested in the love thing at all:
– When we are men, we get very interested in falling in love. But when we're boys we just don't fall in love.
I guess you can't explain everything. Some things people has to experience themselves to understand.

IF: FORTUNE

Suddenly I see myself thinking about having a career and money in the future. But this is the closest to the Fortune Magazine cover I'll ever get. And looking at the covers of previous issues (FORTUNE 500, news, interviews - FORTUNE Magazine on CNNMoney)I find that it's a destiny I share with all of you that aren't normal (aka middleaged, white and male).


So I've decided to call it worth a fortune being me. That's not a swedish way of looking at things (Don't you ever forget the law of Jante!) so I guess I have to work on it for a while...

Forever Green

To plant a tree is a way of staying forever young. Or at least it will bring your loved ones a lot of walnuts once a year. It definitely makes a place in the shadow on a sunny day. And you can share that place with your mates. And that's all good.

Alliteration

The art of being disciplined is an overestimated quality. The art of being unpredictable and inconsecvent is creative (and sometimes disturbing).
So that could be a part of the answer to the question: –Why is the blogs title Thursdays with Fortes when it actually has turned into Fridays with Fortes? Another part of the explanation is of course that I find alliterations corny and I wouldn't dream of having Fridays with Fortes as my blogspot - totally insane.

I Spy...

... on my kids.

But most of the time I'm running around. Looking busy - acting grown-up.

a Total Failure

Everybody gets the feeling of being a total failure now and then. Our competative way of living gives us few opportunities to celebrate ourselves. But the crowd screaming: – Looser! can't exist without you giving the permission .

Wired

Kids have a fantastic ability to get wired. To calm kids down when they are in the middle of a game or trying out a funny new mood is almost impossible. And also unwanted - at most times.

Giggling and running around in the apartment. Do they still know where the beginning or end, up or down, is?
And suddenly a brother or a sister stops, changes the rules of the game and the playing continues immediately. The bedroom turns into a prison or a jungle and the livingroom into a castle. A paper gets ripped into small pieces, decorating the floor in a new way. Fantastic! You can balance on the pieces of paper or make them into boats! One part of the blowdryer spins around on the floor, the best spinning toy ever. A fantastic fantasy-developing factory.

After a while they come to me, all sweaty, sighs happily and asks me if we're going to eat soon. Not quite yet is the answer that brings them back to the game. And they always know exactly where in the game they were, which were the rules and who was playing which part.

They have total control over the process of growing up, learning more about the world and having fun at the same time.

Why did you smoke mum?

My daughter was shocked over the fact that her mum has been a smoking person. Why mum? Can you start smoking again? The second one was a curious question. How did it look like when mum was smoking? Was it ugly?
I tell her it looked bad and stupid. And that it had a terrible taste and made me feel sick all the time.
So why did mum smoke? Because sometimes you make bad decisions. Period.

Nowadays I only make good decisions. Like going to the Healthy & Sweaty (Yep, that's the name of the place) looking happy and smart...

hide

Ever since I was a little girl firecrackers and thunderstorms frightens me to the edge of crying. But still I tell my kids that it's nothing to be scared of. They believe me.