Archive | May, 2011

Weekend recap

23 May

Happy Monday!

No, really. Thank God we made it to today after all that “rapture” talk over the weekend. I couldn’t be happier to live to see another Monday. Totally joking.

This past weekend was quite relaxing for a change. Friday night we met Simon and Lina at Olympia Arena to watch the Helsingborg “football” club play a game. It was quite exciting, being my first European soccer game and all, and we won, 1-0!

Saturday, Joachim and I slept in and then went for a nice run around the city. Does anyone else agree that running outside is like 1 million times harder than on a treadmill? By the end of the run I felt like I just completed a triathlon. Later that day, we went over to Simon and Lina’s had a barbeque with some really nice food. We all decided to head back to our apartment to watch a movie and since I decided not to drink that night, I was appointed the designated driver. Now, this wouldn’t be a big deal because I have had my driver’s license for almost 7 years now, but Joachim’s car is a MANUAL and the last time I drove a manual was in the Legacy High School parking lot, in my sister’s car, for a whole ten minutes (not getting over 5 mph). I have never driven a manual on a road, with real pedestrians and other cars around me so I was a bit nervous, but I decided I might as well give it a try since our apartment was only about a mile or two away. I managed to pull out of our parking spot without killing it and onto the main road where I was wishing that no lights would turn red. Unfortunately one of them did, and I managed to kill it, but I gathered myself and made it to the finish line. All in all, everyone was pretty impressed with my driving skills and compliments followed. Hopefully, I’ll have a few more driving lessons from Joachim before I hit the road again, but I do have to say, I did pretty well for my first official road journey!

Sunday, Joachim and I slept in again until about 11 and then decided it was time to clean up our apartment. It always feels so nice to walk into an apartment where everything is put in place and it smells fresh. After our cleaning spree, which only took us about 2 hours, we headed to IKEA to pick up a few more things for our place.

Among those things were:

A light for our living room

A giant picture for the empty wall that runs alongside the living room (it’s hard to tell from the picture just how big this thing really is)

A rug for the kitchen and a bathroom stand to hide all of our bathroom stuff (not pictured)

Also, Joachim finally put up the double-rail window curtain hanger thingie so we could put up the lacey, white curtain in front of the grey curtains in our bedroom. (see below).

All in all, it was a very nice weekend. It felt good to catch up on some sleep and not wake up on Sunday morning with a slight hangover. This is my last full week of work before we head to Spain, yippee! So hopefully it goes by quickly. Also (in case you aren’t aware) TWO weeks from today until this one turns 23. Yikes! I wish I could be home with the fam and friends to celebrate but Skype will suffice for now.

Miss all of you and can’t wait to see you in JULY!


Uninspired :/

18 May

I’m starting to get a bit worried. For the last month or so, I have been so uninspired when it comes to making dinner that I usually just make a bowl of oatmeal :/ I used to be pretty good at finding recipes online, buying the ingredients and whipping together healthy dinners for Joachim and I, but lately the last thing I want to do is go searching for the ingredients at our local supermarket. I think one of the reasons why this is going on is because most of the recipes that I find online have ingredients that aren’t carried in the grocery stores over here. Also, finding the ingredients at the store is a bit tricky (and annoying) because I have to GOOGLE TRANSLATE all of them so I know what to buy when I get there AND the words for certain things here are a completely different thing in English.

For example:

Cilantro (in English) à Koriander (In Swedish) (which, for those of you who don’t know, is a completely different spice in English). How much sense does that make?

Also, I think I am secretly longing for a grocery store “run” with my dad. For those of you who don’t know, my dad and I have been going grocery shopping together since I can remember. He would pick me up from school on Fridays, with the grocery boxes in the back (so we didn’t have to use plastic bags)m and we would make our way to Shop ‘N Save, King Soopers or more currently, Safeway. We would always make our grocery store outings as fun as possible by throwing rolls of paper towels down the aisle (while perfecting our “spiral” and trying to avoid eye-contact with the other people in the store), picking things up out of the dairy section (cheese, yogurt), and doing a “think fast” move, throw it over our shoulder and see if the other person could catch it, and my favorite, listening for the “wet clean up on aisle ______” then I would sprint to that certain aisle, scout the area for the whatever caused the wet cleanup then RUN back to my dad to report if it was a “good” or “bad” one. I remember the best would always be when a jar of juice would fall off the top shelf and the aisle would look like a bomb went off.

Anyway, to some up this totally random post, I think I am longing for a few things:

1. An American grocery store, equipped with everything that I’ve grown to love

2.) A shopping trip that doesn’t involve my translation app on my phone and a sheet full of previously translated items from past grocery store outings.

3.) A trip to the store with the best dad in the world

Is that too much for a girl to ask for?

Hope you all are having a great week! Don’t forget it’s “hump” day so things will only get better from here. Also, if you live close to your family, don’t take it for granted that it doesn’t take 25 hours on numerous planes to get to see them.



The final Eriksson

17 May

This past weekend was spent with Joachim’s sister, Charlotte, who came down from Gothenburg to visit us for the weekend. She has been living on the Spanish island of Grand Canaria (The Canary Islands) since I moved here in September so I got to meet her for the first time this weekend! Of course we got along great and had so much to talk about. Unfortunately, the weekend flew by before our eyes and she had to leave us on Sunday afternoon. Hopefully, she’ll be coming with us to Spain next month if things go according to plan. Below is a picture of Joachim and Charlotte during our sushi lunch on Saturday. As you can see, they definitely look like brother and sister and were immediately told that when our friends saw the two of them together.

 On another note, I am planning on getting my stitches out tomorrow if I can manage to get a hold of the office where I’m supposed to remove them at. I guess I have to go to something like an outpatient facility but the nurse I’m supposed to get a hold of is only in the office from 8-9 a.m. and isn’t the easiest person to get a hold of. I pray these stitches don’t become a permanent part of my body. Here’s an updated picture without the bandage on. I’m pretty sure it’s all healed by now 🙂

Other than that, everything else is going great. Only 20 days left until I’m 23! WAHOO. And my birthday (June 6th) just happens to be Sweden’s National Day so, conveniently, I don’t have to work. Even better. I’m still in the process of switching my flight to come home somewhere around July 16th and leaving the 28th or 29th. Unfortunately, I have seemed to misplace the information about my return flight so I have no idea who to contact about changing the dates. (Originally I was going to come home June 2nd for my birthday, but switched because my office is closed those two weeks in July). Once I get the exact dates and such, I’ll be sure to let you guys know. I’m really looking forward to coming home and spending time with my family and friends, oh, and a few stops at Chipotle too! 

Love you all. Xoxo

Cooking Anxiety

5 May

So last night I was eager to try my new “Thai Coconut Curry Shrimp” recipe that I recently found, here. I headed to the store after my body pump class and picked up the necessary ingredients including a bottle of fish sauce.  I was a bit weary of using fish sauce because I’ve heard how bad the smell is, but I decided to pick up a bottle anyway so I could follow the recipe to the “t.” Anyway, I raced home, deveined the shrimp (the only bags available were with the WHOLE shrimp, eyes and all, so deveining took about 30 minutes) and I started chopping the necessary vegetables. I had just poured in the coconut milk and was getting ready to put in the fish sauce. I reached for the bottle and realized there was a seal on the top of the bottle that wouldn’t budge. I picked up the knife (which we JUST bought at IKEA and is super-duper sharp) and tried to cut off the lid. Bad idea. The knife slipped right off the lid and straight into the top of my left wrist. I immediately ran it under water and grabbed some toilet paper to cover it. Realizing the toilet paper was going to do it justice, I grabbed a (clean) kitchen towel, wrapped my wrist and put pressure on it so I could call Joachim. Mind you, I was home alone at the time. Joachim, who was at work, can’t usually answer his phone on the job because he is busy answering phones for his company, so I didn’t reach him on the first try. Knowing my cut was pretty darn deep; I ran out of our apartment and knocked on our neighbor’s door. The old lady answered and I immediately asked if she spoke English. She said she did so I managed to tell her what I had done but she was a bit confused about where I lived, exactly. I tried to convince her that I was her new neighbor, but that was beside the point. I told her what I had done and asked what I should do, and she responded, “I don’t know, go downstairs”! At this point, I was getting a bit nervous about my hand falling off that I decided to call Joachim one more time. Luckily, this time he answered, I told him what happened and he rushed home from work to take me to the hospital.

This might be a bit graphic but when I uncovered my wrist to show him the damage I saw what looked like a piece of green onion stuck in my cut. When I tried to wash it away, I realized that wasn’t a green onion…it was one of my veins popping out! Omg. That was the last time I looked at the cut.

Anyway, we arrived at the hospital and got pretty speedy service upon arrival. The nurse was really nice and cleaned my cut and gave me some pain medicine while I waited for the doctor, who had been just called to another part of the hospital for an emergency. After about 15 minutes, the doctor came in and introduced himself. He did some quick finger tests to make sure that I still had feeling in my pointer finger and thumb because he said he could see my tendons. Luckily, the tendons were still in tact so he went on and gave me 5 stitches and sent me on my way.

the damage

Another side note, the doctor asked me where I was from and I responded “the United States.” Before I moved here, when I would travel I figured it was obvious that I was from the U.S. so I when people asked me where I was from, I would say Colorado. But, once I moved here and responded with “Colorado,” people were dumbfounded about where in the hell that was, so I resort to sticking with the U.S. ANYWAY! After I said the U.S. he kind of gave me this look like “OBVIOUSLY” and I went on to tell him that I was from the big CO. Come to find out, he’s been to Colorado about 10 times and has been hiking/camping in Estes Park every time. While he was stitching me up we talked about the Rocky Mountain National Park and about how he wanted to live in Boulder once he retires. I was in and out of the hospital within an hour and managed to have a pretty good experience for the circumstances.

All in all, I’m feeling fine today. My left hand is a bit sore just because of where the stitches are placed. I can get my stitches out in 10-12 days and I should be as good as new. I am actually starting to feel a bit scared to pick up that knife again, but I know that I just need to take things more slowly and be a bit more careful.

Feeling good!

That’s all for now. Be safe in the kitchen…especially with big knives. And, Happy Cinco de Mayo!


Viva España!

4 May

Joachim and I officially booked our tickets to Spain last night and couldn’t be more excited. We have been invited to come to Spain to celebrate Bengt’s 50th birthday in June! Joining us will be Joachim’s dad, Bengt (obviously); step-mom, Lehna; brother, Alex; 2 sisters, Charlotte (whom I’ve yet to meet) and Erika; and I believe another relative or two are joining the mix. All of the “kids” are on the same flight to Alicante, which departs on Thursday, June 16th, and then Joachim and I will fly back on Saturday, June 25th, on a late flight.  Joachim’s family has rented two houses in a town called Torrevieja, in which the adults get a house and the “kids” get the other. We don’t really have any structured plans yet but I know that I will be calling the beach my other home 🙂

I have to say that my Spanish has become a bit rusty since moving to Sweden and trying to learn Swedish. Now, I find myself, when thinking about how to say something in Spanish, thinking about a Swedish word before a Spanish word. (Does that make sense?) Thus, my brain is jumbling three languages around in my head. I can only imagine what is going to come out of my mouth when trying to communicate in Spain. I think I am going to try to brush up on my Spanish a little more before our departure so we don’t find ourselves lost in a foreign country.

This summer is also filled with other fun things to look forward to, such as my birthday (June 6th) which is actually Sweden’s national day, thus we get 3 days off of work (hell yes), my trip back home in July (July 16th-29th, tentatively), the annual trip that my company takes all of the employees on (we don’t know where we are going yet, but will soon find out), working an hour less each day during the months of July and August AND my parents are going to make their way over here towards the end of the summer/early fall!

Don’t forget to make your moms feel special this weekend! I wish I could be home to give my mom a hug on Mother’s Day, so give your mom an extra one for me!