Grimm

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Andrew Lang's fairy tale collection remains my favourite.

Gooseberry

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With sweat on the brow - part of the Easter Brunch has now been prepared and is resting until the morrow. In order to maintain at least some kind of Scandinavian air about it I made sure the chocolate cake has gooseberry jam in between the layers. Don't worry, I have tried it before and even young members of this country's population exlaimed they liked it (and they tend to be harsh critics) so I hope I will hear the same thing tomorrow.

A very elaborate quiche is regaining its composure on the kitchen counter, and lamb is bathing in spices throughout the moonlit night. Mimosas will put a smile on their faces and roasted potatoes and vegetables will mingle on the plates. Other delicacies have further promised to appear. Even though the day is a joyous one we'll be accompanied by eggs that have been deviled... but we love them so they are welcome.

Glad Påsk!

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Sadly it seems paper dictionaries are becoming more and more obscure. This dictionary became my possession in 1986 and it was one of the best Christmas gifts I have ever received. I carried it in my school bag for years, and tirelessly looked up every word I didn't understand or knew the full meaning of. Then came Internet and I no longer reached for it. First it was Webcrawler and then Google. Nowadays I rarely look up a word (even if I probably need to.) Mostly I do it to check for correct spelling, and within 5 seconds I usually confirm or deny my choice. I vividly remember how my English teachers for some reason would make it their mission to make sure we students pronounced words correctly - especially words with the buzzing "z-sound" versus the "s-sound." I even took a class in phonetics and how the tongue is/should be placed when different sounds are made! Now when English has become my primary language I no longer appreciate what I once loved. I absolutely loved the sound of English as a child. At the age of four I used to make up songs in English not knowing but a single word in English. I had heard of an English word. Dollar.

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Steady, As She Goes

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Even though I have the patience of what some might consider unusual proportions, it seems to vanish in an instant when I am demanded to produce a quantity of work that must follow set rules and regulations. It doesn't further the inspiration to have to fight with the purpose of the task, and I find myself questioning each step. So I begin researching the depths of this type of work. Who came up with it? What evidence is there of its success and productivity? And most importantly; can I find this work already done, half-done, or alluded to so I wouldn't have to do it myself. Why reinvent the wheel? I find droves of information which I collect and decide to hold on to because it makes me feel better. Finally I figure out a way to adapt this nettle-bush of assignment into a format that I can handle. But it is time consuming and coffee must be consumed to maintain needed hyper-mode so that worktime will become as minimal as possible. I notice a repetitive pattern and take advantage of it. I absolutely detest having to perform tasks I don't even agree with in the first place.

Pink Scarf

It is pink and it is a scarf. Was it super fun to knit? No. Is it fluffy? Yes. Will I wear it? No. Will someone else wear it? Yes.

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...the White Pullover has begun taking shape.