Do not let any language barrier stop you from going to Hell.
How am I to know, while lying on the sofa and “opening up to receive healing, universal energies” – that the healer actually does what he/she is paid to do? For all I know they can be playing angry birds, picking their nose and laugh all the way to the bank.
A star on the morning coffee, as a symbol of the star of a day I wished him to have.
Because I do make excuses. Much.
I am so screwed!
There is something about the fall that brings out the Norwegian in me. Food-wise that is. As soon as the warm summer breeze cools into more of a crisp bite, that is when the cravings for traditional Norwegian food appears. Fish is expensive here in Denmark, and I'm not impressed with the quality, but I … Continue reading Recepe: Baked fish au gratin, traditional Norwegian food