This week I spent 3 days in training, redoing my IATA dangerous goods regulations for work. The exam has to be passed every other year, and I nailed it again (95%, thanks for asking). It meant very long days out of town, and that I didn’t go to the gym.
Saturday we had friends over as they had agreed to try fermented herring with Dutchie. I had provided ALL sorts of disclaimers before, to make sure they knew what they got themselves into. After the first bite, the other woman in the company said “j’adore!” (not sarcastically), so that was somewhat surprising.
Fall is upon us, and I ordered a yellow rain poncho to eliminate one of the excuses I made for not going to the gym this week.
Nein! I was knackered and made up all kinds of excuses not to go. New week, new opportunities.
While in Sweden I had pizza one day, and with it “pizzasallad”. It’s super common there, and is a “salad” made of cabbage with a dressing of oil and vinegar (plus spices). Some people don’t like it at all, but I love it. In the past, I’ve tried recreating it at home, but never with any particular success. Now, I’ve decided to try again, and to improve my odds, I’m trying two different approaches at the same time. A report will surely follow, but this is how one of them looked on Thursday morning:
I’m slowly working my way through this year’s “Sommar” in Swedish Radio. The talk I enjoyed the most while listening (so far) was by Stina Wollter, but the one I’ve referred to afterwards was this one (link) by Anne Sverdrup-Thygeson where she talked about insects.
We went to friends outside of Utrecht for good food and board games. A good time was had by all.
I went to the gym! It was the first time in a month, and I could feel that afterwards (like, biking home after doing those squats was not in any way pleasant). It was tough, but went OK, so pretty happy I even went.
This post was written in the past, where I might have had a glass or two (too many) of wine. But I want to talk about Weeping Willows. Not the tree – the band.
I know I’ve mentioned Danny Saucedo in this blog before, and not Magnus Carlson, and it annoys me. I literally ONLY know Danny because of the Little Jinder cover he did and that Louise saw him in an airplane, while Magnus’ voice gives me goosebumps and his band make great songs with amazing lyrics. This must be corrected!
Back in my youth, there was a show on Swedish state TV (yes, we had 2 channels when I grew up. deal with it) about three brothers whose jobs it was to take care of a skiing slope (seriously, idk.. Pistvakt, click the link if you want details). I’d share a clip just to give you an idea of my cultural background, but it’s just ridiculously Swedish and I won’t do that to you. You’re welcome.
HOWEVER. There is a point coming up, I swear. The theme song of said show! Was by a band called Weeping Willows (I mean.. is? they still exist and make music). This:
I mean it. Goosebumps!
And with lyrics like:
Why must I be this kind of guy
Who never dares to look straight into your eyes
The truth would make you cry
So I’ll leave it up to you
I’ll treat you worse and worse ’til you’re forced to go
[When you are asleep]