Wednesday 25 January 2012

Royal wedding

Royal wedding by Sofia Nilsson1
Royal wedding, a photo by Sofia Nilsson1 on Flickr.
Sharing some photos from june 19, 2010. The event of events, the first since 1976 in our country. Royal Wedding. As Kalle was struggling with the bicykle-race "Vätternrundan" me and kiddos all dressed up in traditional swedish outfits to celebrate together with thousands of happy swedes. It was an amazing day. Since I love royalties and i love weddings, how can it go wrong? Crown Princess Victoria and Prince Daniel did well. I wish I had their budget.

Tuesday 24 January 2012

I need advice such as this. Some people think its silly, I think it is wonderful.

Saturday 21 January 2012

I can see why they love it.

I love it too. #sylvanian families

Thursday 19 January 2012

Off My head

Off My head by Sofia Nilsson1
Off My head, a photo by Sofia Nilsson1 on Flickr.
Things on my mind: The beautiful fountain staues indoors at Cinema Theatre Victoria, where me and sister Erika went yesterday. Quality time. Note to self: Do More Often.
Pic 2: Need highligths, need help from favourite hairdresser Jennie. Will go wednesday, and also plan wedding do. I repeat: will plan wedding do. :-)
Pic 3: MIN SKALLE SNURRAR.
Pic 4: It payed off. Been steppin' on these since I cannot remember. Love=Kärlek

Tuesday 17 January 2012

My job

Surrounded by cool cars

Monday 16 January 2012

Sunday 15 January 2012

One happy skater

Diptic by Sofia Nilsson1
Diptic, a photo by Sofia Nilsson1 on Flickr.
Today was great. We teamed up with my lovely parents-in-law and skated away. Love coming back to the house by 2 pm, and you've already been outside for 3 hours.

Saturday 14 January 2012

Noah

Need to show you my saturday in pictures. Top left, cutest brunch guest ever. Noah, 15 months. Top rigth, Noah with his mother Susanne. Love. (Cuteness run in the family, obviously)

Sourdough results: i give you...:

Im happy with the result. I always add more salt than it saids on the recipy. We had my brother Olof and his family over for brunch today, but they missed out on the bread...by the time the bread was baked, it was dark outside. I'm used to the darkness, living close to the Polar Circle.  Please check back in 6 months, when the sun hardly ever sets. I won't be inside baking bread, I tell you...

looking fiiine!

Oh my dear sourdough. So fun to hang out with you...
Now I'm waiting to bake you. Too bad my guests rang and said they will come earlier. Will me make it? Bake it?

Happiness

Happiness is not getting what you want
Happiness is wanting what you get
Simplicity is the key to happiness

Friday 13 January 2012

Triptyk

Top pic from Hötorget. Left is maja New Years eve, rigth is Maja in school.

A Knigth in shining Armour

Have You ever built Lego with a Knigth before? It is an experience. Nota Bene the partly rubbed off-moustasche. Think he kissed a fair maiden before jumping on his white horse coming here

My ride to work

As seen in the background: Citys folly

Thursday 12 January 2012


Photograpy=painting with ligth. True.


St Marks Church




Cant wait to stand here. We went here for the new years eve service and it was great. It was us and a bunch of oldies. I love this church. The architect was a genious. This is where it will happen.
  

Wednesday 11 January 2012

Stockholm

Will not leave you, ever. So proud to be buddy with you, dear home town. Jealous of Carl B to have fancy offices facing the Opera and all.

Vitamins does the work

Have never had hair this long. And THIS is not a long hair, friends. But I'm still proud. I need a nice do the 30/6.

Tuesday 10 January 2012

Like father

...like son....

baby

My little baby. Cant believe you are growing up so fast.

Paper work, laundry

And blogging

I love you

Little stinker. We will have so much fun together. Love to see you come along so beautifully. I hereby promise to feed you, give you my unconditional love and TLC.

Whats left of the x- mas tree

Pics of me

@ thedancingturkey

The traditional turkey dinner turned into a disco. Olle, 9 months was dancing in his fathers arms, Bengt, 79 was makin´ moves I never thougth he would handle