It's really hard not to give in to that man, but I've promised myself I'll have to wait until next week. Until Tuesday he'll have to stay wrapped inside the box, with all his energy contained within thin layers of plastic and cellophane.
All I wanted to say really, is that I'm very impressed with play.com who delivered the DVD in less than a week, and delivery free of charge.
Only thing left now is to test my patience...
I just read an article on the dangers of heavy drinking....
Scared the shit out of me.
So that's it!
After today, no more reading.
Thanks to Toril, who mailed this one to me... :-)
Again time flew away, and I see it's been two weeks since last post. Not that it matters really, but I could have sworn I did that scribbling just the other day. On the other hand, too much has happened for that to be true. For starters, I've been rather busy with this job searching thing. Everybody need an income of some sort, and I'm no exception... Then I had quite an active weekend with dinners, music, dancing and nice conversations. I also watched a music DVD, something I usually don't. A friend of mine got Robbie Williams Live at Knebworth, and we watched the whole thing. And I must say - better entertainment is hard to get! That man has an incredible energy and charisma, and what he can deliver on stage is pretty amazing. I knew then I simply had to buy that DVD for myself. As things usually are connected, more or less obviously, I got quite excited when I received an invitation from someone suggesting a few days of recreation, meals and rest, while listening to Robbie Williams! An offer hard to resist (didn't even try!), and I booked the tickets as soon as I could. And today I placed an order for that DVD so we can be entertained by Mr. Bojangles on big screen. Did I mention that show is so inspiring? Being close to man with such presence and appeal. Can't wait...
How do you know really? How do you know you're over someone?
First, you certainly don't call to tell them! That is a clear sign you're anything but over him. (Or her.) Telling you're over him is the last desperate act, where you're hoping he's gonna realize what he's about to loose, and say that he can't live without you. The thing is though, he probably never cared that much to begin with. So why make a fool of your self for nothing?
But what about that initial question? How do you know? I'd suggest that one clue is that you're finally deleting all those text messages you've been saving for ages. Messages you look at when you get a little drunk and emotional (the two go perfectly hand in hand), trying to keep the matter alive. One day though you hopefully see that those are moments gone by, and the action of pressing "Select all" + "Delete messages" might not be so hard to perform.
Another sign could be that you simply let him go, out of your mind. Let him carry on with his own business, and be thankful for what you once had.
But listen to me going on here, what do I know? Do you think my phone is empty? Or my mind for that matter? Well, there's a chance I finally did it...
"Next time, ask for help" he said. "Subtle hints won't do." Well, considering he was there something must have worked, and I hadn't even been trying. At least I don't think I had! But whatever happened, the end result is still that I don't have to freeze anymore; I now have wood enough to last through this cold. I hope.
And tomorrow I'll be hunting for a job...
So much for being determined! After I wrote the post yesterday I had a quick word with my son to confirm the time, and I mentioned I was going to make this Shepherd's Pie. He didn't sound all too convinced, and when he also said that his girlfriend was used to turkey for New Year's I decided I had to figure out something else. Turkey wasn't an options since a frozen one needs hours to defrost, and with added to cooking time, the dinner wouldn't be ready until next year...
So I went for a smaller bird - chicken breast - with mixed roasted potatoes and roots, onions and mushrooms. The fillets I first sealed over the grill pan (making this nice diamond pattern), then placed them all in a dish and put it the oven together with the veggies. I served the chicken with a French style sauce with butter and herbs. Not from scratch, I must admit that, but no one could tell. The trick is to finish it off with that magical touch.
It was quite the party here, with not only my son and girlfriend, but the oldest daughter too, and not the least my cousin from Sweden who's here working. She's a nurse and they come in hordes from Sweden via the employment agencies around the country here. Lucrative for the nurses, but something is very wrong with the Norwegian politics which make this possible. Not my cousin's fault, so why not make a buck? I'm just glad she was here, she's like the sister I don't have.
It's icy cold here today, and I have a hard time letting go of the blanket. No one's here to keep me warm either, but I'm not complaining really. It's a New Year and I have a feeling of confidence when I look on to the future. These last few weeks of 2009 has meant a lot, and there has been some minor breakthroughs. Some due to things said, some to the unspoken. By listening to the silence one can sometimes hear the truth.
