All I want ...

...is one of these. I'm pretty sure they are a little bit of heaven and I must own one. Please? I swear I'll be nice for the rest of the year. And maybe also a little bit of next year. Maybe. Possibly. Not. But I do want my own moomin snowglobe. Can I have it? Yes? 

Sometimes the good guys finish..?

This is my goldfish. His name is Miyagi and as you can see, he's a handsome lil' fella. I guess you can discuss how much personality a goldfish has, but Miyagi is a rockstar. I don't think anyone can resist his chubby baby cheeks. 

On another note, I'm off to Århus this weekend. We're attending my granny's urne burial. I'm not sure how I feel about it to be honest. It's only been three weeks on Friday since she passed away. I'm very emotional, anxious and generally worried about my mum. I guess it'll be better in time, but at the moment it feels really hard being so far away from home. It would all be a hell of a lot easier if I could just drive over and be with them when I feel like it. But I guess this is just what growing up is all about... standing on your own two feet. These days I just don't want to. Nothing seems to be working for me, all I do well is fail. No weightloss, no motivation, no baby, no point. I guess the good guys really do finish last. 

I don't want to grow up

Some days it's better than others, but often I feel like I'd prefer if I didn't have to grow up and  if I never had to be faced with sadness. Because it's just so damn hard to snap out of it again. It jumps on you when you least expect it. Whether it's during the day while you're busy with other things or it's when you're at home in the evening, sadness will creep up on you and make you feel like your heart might explode. 

Boom.

And the winner is...

The one about being a terrible blogger...

These cupcakes are a bribe. That's right, I'm going to try to bribe you. Maybe if I distract you with cupcakes, you'll forgive me for not writing for like a hundred years. Maybe you'll also forgive me for starting a series of blogs - and then not making it past the first part. Cupcakes don't do it for you? Then how about...

... a puppy! Who would not be distracted by a tiny, ickle pup looking at you with love in it's eyes? I bet you've totally forgotten about what I've done by now... You can only think of the cute little puppy. Puppies aren't your thing? Well, how about...



... doing like this little hedgehog? I'd betcha he isn't thinking about my little faux pas in the world of blogging. 

I'll better myself or die trying.