Björne och Snigel, Snigel och Björne

I'm the big brown one...

Things that are different in the US...

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> The vacuum cleaner!
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IKEA, I love you

It starts out like this...



..but then I get this:


IKEA, I love you!

It's like pasta with no sauce

At the gym the other day I went into the Sauna, the Finnish Sauna with my Swedish friend Sofia. But the bucket of water was nowhere to be found. It turns out it is banned, since one of the guests got burned. Well no worries, just fill up the old water bottle and get the sweat show on, I thought. Well... turns out the same person had gotten burned on something else as well, so now they just banned water all together from the Sauna. In case you didn't know Sauna without the water is a joke. It is not even warm. It's like Tom with no Jerry, it's like a summer day with no ice cream, like pasta with no sauce like Entourage without Ari Gold. Pointless.

Chicken wings can make stuff fly...

They look delish... but these bad boys put Visa into...

...this state for 24 h. And yes, that's a barfing-basket beside the bed. And double yes, it was nasty.

My baby fluff that some people call hair...

Meanwhile in Sweden...

I move across the globe, for some sweet California sun and fun, and get this:

...meanwhile in Sweden:

God damn stuff

When I feel down I get this urge to BUY stuff. Guess it's not an uncommon trait, but it's a very dangerous trait. Not just for the Freakstrom (a little word game I like to do to my last name Fristrom, can I hear you say "yeah yeah yeah"?!) family budget, especially with Gucci just around the corner... but also for the planet. Yes, I'm gonna go green on your asses.

When I lived in Hong Kong, China, I couldn't go surfing without being attacked by something plastic in the water. Nasty. It makes me want to cry.
So what could, should, would I do about it? Well I've decided that whenever I get that urge to buy stuff, I'm gonna give some stuff away instead. Who's with me?

Nothing for sissy-assed lazy-whiners!

All of you who think Pilates is a piece of cake... try doing this without needing to replace your hip after.

Went to the Pilates class at my local gym today, and dude, it is one hell of a work out! I'd totally forgotten how amazing it feels to twist yourself into whacky positions -with at least a ball and tube to keep control of at the same time as your ass burns so bad you could set the place on fire. Love it! Very close to ballet in many ways. Looks easy, is everything but.

Not a lot of 70-year old chess-playing grandpas could pull this little move-groove off. Below, Joseph Pilates, the founder of Pilates. Ever since it's evolved into many shapes and forms. I still enjoy the original version. He was a boxer, after suffering of back pains he created this exercise method. Just my kind of a kind. Got a problem? In stead of dwelling on it, think of a way to fix it.

The beauty of spontaneity

This night happened thanks to spontaneity. Beautiful.

Mothers, how do they do it?

Went to Ikea today. Got an anxiety attack over the amount of stuff we have, so I decided to get some more. At Ikea I always buy a frozen yoghurt. It's a tradition. Some people go for the hot dog, I want the froghurt. Well, with the froghurt in hand I got this compliment from a woman: "Wow, well done handling that ice cream AND the cart full of stuff" (my cart WAS frekishly overloaded and perfectly in balance... but one wrong move and... I do't want to think about it). "Thank you", I replied. Then I realized that she had a cart of her own. With three kids. Heading for the froghurt stand. Mothers, how do they do it?

Too bad I'm already married...

This message popped up on my Skype chat:

"Greetings dear!

I'm Natalia. I live in Russian Federation.

Do you know that the most attractive ladies in the world live in my country? That's true!

I invite you to a very good international dating site where hundreds of lone I am searching forly hearts are looking for their future lovers.

I dream about meeting a charming one I am searching for longterm relations or even marriage".

:)

And also... I'd have to defy her on that the most attractive ladies live in Russia. It has to be Sweden, right. Even the princess is beautiful. That never happens, right.

I mean... look at her. Honka honka honka! Wawaweewaa...