Med rettepenn i hånda

Jeg vet jeg tilhører mindretallet når jeg henger meg opp i stavefeil og grammatikk i ett sett, og jeg er jo for så vidt enig i at det viktigste er at budskapet kommer klart fram (men mener altså at det er større sjanse for at det skal skje dersom språket – teknisk sett – er korrekt). Med bakgrunn som korrekturleser – riktignok på hobbybasis – er det vanskelig å ikke sitte med en mental rettepenn når jeg leser.

Er det en blogg jeg leser er jeg overbærende med mye (men jeg foretrekker blogger der språket er godt) og synder selvsagt selv, tankene beveger seg langt fortere enn fingrene klarer å henge med på tastene av og til. I nettavisene blir jeg enten småirritert eller lattermild, litt avhengig av humøret og hvor ufrivillig morsom feilen er. I reklameskriv fra bedrifter er grammatiske feil ofte nok til at ellers interessante tilbud går i papirsøpla.

Når tilbyderen i tillegg må antas å ha brukt massive mengder penger på teknisk løsning, men ikke har spandert to minutter på korrekturlesing blir det hele bare, tja, patetisk – særlig når temaet for nettsiden er læring:

Ny nettportal for de yngste, lansert av Foreldre & barn
Ny nettportal for de yngste, lansert av Foreldre & barn

Kjære Foreldre & barn: Det heter “mellom 3 og 7 år” eller “fra 3 til 7 år” (alt. “på 3 til 7”). Enten eller. Man kan ikke blande ordene som man vil og få norsk.

I dette tilfellet tester vi kanskje tjenesten uansett, vel skulle jeg gjerne genierklært snuppa, men snart fire år er litt for tidlig til at denne typen dårlig innflytelse vil ha noen effekt (hadde hun vært 7, derimot, hadde jeg kanskje nølt mer, i hvert fall om det viser seg å være gjennomgående, ikke bare en enkeltstående tabbe på forsiden).

Oh, yes

I remembered one thing…

Last year I read about the Salvation Army in the lokal paper, how they were collecting Christmas gifts for people who lacked the resources to buy them and how people were actually wrapping up junk to donate. People are weird.

Well, it was the first time the fact that this sort of collection was taking place had penetrated my mind, and I filed it away for future reference. However, I had forgotten all about it until Deer Darling posted about their plans for donating gifts. But then I got my act together. We had various odds and ends about the house that were screaming for a more appreciative home. A children’s book I managed to buy in duplicate for the lass, one of the many Duplo boxes we purchased at 1/2 price and that has yet to be opened and that she really doesn’t need, the rather expesive pair of shoes I bought last winter that really didn’t work for my feet but which I had worn just long enough (about a week) to make bringing back to the shop not an option, so I’d considered selling them on finn.no, but not gotten roun to it. And so on. Yesterday morning we wrapped it all up properly and wrote appropriate gift tags. For good measure I added post-its with accurate descriptions of the contents, I figure it will help the organisers distribute and then they can easily remove the post-its them before actually giving the gift to a recipient.

And then we got the bus to town and handed the gifts to the Salvation Army.

Here in Trondheim they accept donations at the Christmas tree in the town square. Apparently the same is true for Bergen, and in Oslo it is rumoured that you can hand your gifts in at Fattighuset. Surprisingly, there doesn’t seem to be any information about the collection online, and I think I might send them an email and suggest they add it – it would be useful to know just where in other towns and guidelines for how to wrap, what to give, how to mark and so on.

In any case, I plan on making it a yearly tradition with us. So much of the charity we contribute to over the course of year is pretty intangible and “just stuff on tv”, but even now, at almost four, I think the lass got some of the point of this. And it seems particularly important to remember how lucky we are at a time of year when overspending is urged from every available advertising space.

Nå kan jeg jo si det…

…for nå har jeg shoppet selv. Bilder kommer.

CI Pedersen har tilbud på Mummi-krus og asjetter:

  • Krus 129,-
  • Dyp asjett 199,-
  • Asjett 229,-

Siden normalpris ellers er 199,- for krus (OBS! har som regel standardutgavene til 149,-) og 299,- for dype asjetter må man jo kalle det knalltilbud. Dere trøndere som samler, eller trenger julegave til noen som samler, er herved tipset.

Somebody else’s kitchen

There is very little happening on the interior front at the moment, partly because we’re slow, partly because Christmas is not the right time to have the place all ahoo (though my mother and mother-in-law would obviously claim it’s all ahoo right now, but who listens to them, anyway?) and partly because all three of us have been knocked out by some sort of thing going round. The husband seems to have a straightforward cold, but the lass and I have something more complicated and fluey. She seems to be better, though, and is back in daycare today, while I finally get to sit down and simply be sick instead of also being mother, at least for a few hours. Bliss.

Anyway, we visited with friends in Sweden a little over a week ago, and I grabbed the chance to shoot a few pictures of their excellent refurbishment job, mainly for my own reference, since they’ve managed to get quite a few details in that I really want to make sure we remember whenever we get around to doing something with the kitchen here. But since I’ve got the shots I thought I’d share. They were shot at night, which was a bit stupid of me, but I didn’t get around to it earlier, and there was no attempt at styling (which will be obvious). Still, here goes:

Overview
Overview

I love the red tiles with the white fronts and black floor. I also love the lamp over the dining table, which is unusual, since I hate most lamps I see. The table is a natural gathering area, I’m a sofa-person myself, but even I tend to sit at the table here – it’s in the centre of the open-plan living space (the sofa area being off to the left of where I’m standing to take this picture), and it works really well.

My absolute favourite part
My absolute favourite part

Ignore the dirty dishes, look at that countertop, and most especially look at that sink! It’s huge! Certainly big enough to get full-size baking sheets and oven dishes in without any sort of maneuvering. The countertop, with sink, was made to specifications, so it fits the whole counter seamlessly. This is top of my list of WANTS for our own kitchen.

The corner
The corner

Some open shelving in the corner provides an opportunity to display a few decorative (and useful) items.

Details, details
Details, details

But this, this is perfect. It’s located at the dining table end of the kitchen island and can be hidden when not in use. It provides power for laptops used at the dining table or in the kitchen for recepies, and for charging mobiles and other devices right there where people congregate. Such a brilliant detail.

In fact, apart from changing the black laminate for linoleum flooring, I’d quite like to simply adopt the whole kitchen as it is. Problem is, it won’t fit in our flat. Pity. Still, inspiration is good, too.

Christmas in da house

Technically, I don’t get the Christmas decorations out before the 23rd. Well, except the advent star (which is up) and a wreath for the front door (which is not up, no idea where it is, actually), but I’ve been shopping legos lately (and how) and some of them are Christmas-related. So I started building the wintery sets. I’m planning on demolishing them and packing it all away after Christmas and taking it out each year to rebuild, eventually the lass will hopefully be able to help. This is the Winter Toy Shop set, and I’ve also got the Winter Village Bakery waiting to be started.

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I adore the train in the window
I adore the train in the window

20101207_lego3I need to work on my Lego photography, though. Better lighting would help – and perhaps it would be a good idea to create some sort of set background for these? At the very least a white backdrop, but perhaps a bit of night sky or something would look good?

Oh, and I found a place to hang my beloved snowflake fairy lights, because somehow I don’t think we’re going to get around to putting curtains up in the hallway for some time yet:

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Aperangle

I finished my first (I say first, because this is such an adorable pattern, I’m going to have to make more) monkey rattle just in time to give it away to Little N when we visited her last weekend. She is just three months old, and not quite grabbing things herself yet – almost there though, cause boy, did she want to grab! – but was quite clearly fascinated when someone else rattled the thing in front of her. As demonstrated by the lass in this picture:

20101128_aperangle1Ah, well, yes. Now, I wouldn’t really post pictures of Little N or the lass on the blog anyway, I guess you’d noticed? (If you know us and want to see pictures, let me know, we have a “secret” blog for such things.) However, due to something or other happening just as I shot this, this is actually the only action picture I have. Sorry.

Anyway, I did manage to get a picture of the finished rattle by itself, at least:

20101128_aperangle2It’s a little uneven and lumpy, but never mind. By the time it’s been chewed on for a few months no one will be able to tell anyway.

A reminder, if you want to make your own, the pattern is by Kaptein Biff and can be found here. And if you don’t want to make your own, the real deal can be found in her Epla shop. Accept no imitations (because of course imitations exist, don’t spend good money on one, though, get the real deal).

Dilla

Norwegian lesson of the day (long time since I last did one, actually):

Dilla n. signifying the state of being hooked on something, e.g. jeg har dilla – I’m hooked.

Specifically, I’m hooked on making snowflakes from beads.

Snowflakes, and some other stuff
Snowflakes, and some other stuff

Since the lass also likes fiddling with the tiny beads, we can sit reasonably peacefully at the kitchen table and create together, which is nice. That black heart is hers, by the way. Yup, a three-going-on-four-year-old goth, obviously.

Bloggtreff!

Ok, så er jeg litt treig. Jeg er i hvert fall den siste til å skrive om lørdagens bloggtreff… For Namaste var jo i Trøndelagen, så jeg troppet opp på Ni Muser, for dette hadde jeg for meg at måtte bli trivelige greier – trivelige folk trekker jo til seg andre trivelige folk, ikke sant? Og det ble det. Trivelig altså. Foruten Namaste og undertegnede var damene fra Gult hus i svingen, Skjerstad og Kreativius tilstede og dessuten kom Barbro hesblesende når hun var ferdig på jobb. Det ble skravlet. Det ble også spist. Riktignok fikk ikke Namaste den etterlengtede rekesalaten sin, og jeg fikk heller ikke eggesalat. Det viser seg at de har endret menyen på Ni Muser siden noen av oss vanket der for over ti år siden. Hørt sånt syn.

Som god matblogger (ja, jeg bedriver jo slikt også) tok jeg bilde av maten:

Ciabatta med kylling og tzasiki
Ciabatta med kylling og tzasiki

Den smakte utmerket. Dessuten tok jeg bilde av denne kaken, som en av oss spiste, jeg skal ikke sladre om hvem ;)

20101120_treff2Men bilde av de tilstedeværende presterte jeg ikke å ta.

Kreativius hadde til og med gaver! Så jeg er nå den heldige eier av disse tre skjønne julekurvene:

20101120_gaveJeg hang dem opp i vinduet for å ta bilde og bestemte meg for at der får de henge en stund og lyse opp, fine tingene. Kreativius, du er en knupp!

Det er dere forresten alle sammen, damer. Tusen takk for et usedvanlig hyggelig treff!