In need of a life

After we went swimming yesterday Helen talked me into going to a tanning salon... I normally avoid these cancer boxes, but we were soooo cold after taking a shower. The showers at the swimming pool suck! So I tagged along, and now I'm - of course - sunburned in places I don't normally get sun! Like my BACK! Which is kind of painful... And my stomach, where my skin itches like mad. But now that some of the red is fading I can see I actually got a wee bit of colour. So my skin isn't as hopeless as I've been thinking.

John is still his cute, Swedish, hopelessly-not-single self, greeting me with a smile, an upwards-nod and a "Tjenare!" And the cutest dad since the Portugese guy helped Gretta and me get her car started after work today. Her battery was flat (she'd left the lights on), and he looked all handymanly and handsome plugging the ... stuff ... to the ... batteries, I assume. I didn't pay much attention to what he did.

Gah, it's spring!

Fantasy of the day: Sivert decides to get a normal job while taking a break from touring, and comes to work in the kindergarten for a short while. He ends up inviting me to go with them on the bus for a 3-month tour in the US. You see, because he's touring Europe right now it wouldn't be very plausible that he's going back there anytime too soon. Did you see that? That wouldn't be plausible! Ahh, I crack myself up sometimes... not!

Detox: Ohh, to hell with it. Gimme my peanut M&Ms - of which I got almost an entire kilo for my birthday! Huzzah for friends who accomodate one's needs! :D