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At the end of last summer we renovated a room for Dag! Ever since we moved out of the flat in the city to stay in the countryside permanently we have been living in a constant renovation state, or rather, the notion of a  we-should-be-renovating  state. Half of our downstairs still consists of a labyrinth of boxes, and while I knew this would be a slow process, it is driving me insane nontetheless. However, slowly but certainly we have managed to get  some things  done:  a year ago we turned what I had referred to as "the renovation hole" into a walk-in closet, and at the end of summer we finally got around fixing Dag a proper room! (Earlier this year we renovated a room for Dag's older brother -the oldest boy has moved away from home to study already- and as late as then we finally also got proper electricity in this room; everything had been with extention chords there forever. We also got electricity to the walk-in closet and some chords and plugs in our bed...

We finally have a living room! Yes, there has always been a living room downstairs , but that room still has boxes and extra furniture from our  former city flat  everywhere, that have been waiting for the renovation to progress so they can be taken into use and the downstairs one glorious day be emptied up of extras. A day which is very much closer now than a few months ago. (Insert big choir underneath my window singing Hallelujah! the Bach way here.)  We had basically been hanging out in the kitchen for the past two years while first fixing up the boys' rooms , and this summer we finally got the upstairs hallways turned into a hang-out space.  The hallways was always ugly, unpractical, and tended to collect junk. There are no proper before's of that exact reason. A long time ago when I first came here it made you feel like a tiny hotdog in a bun as one wall was ketchup red and the other mustard yellow. Eventually we coloured the walls white as a quick fix. The ce...

This is the best part of the renovation! Choosing colours and getting to paint. (or ok, second best, after actually being done. or maybe third, because getting to bring the stuff in and decorate is pretty close to being a winner as well...) Also, note: nice floor. Handpainted by mister Eddi again, like he did downstairs.

Happy new year to all of you! 2017 is SO the future already and  since I started blogging in 2007 it means that come autumn we've been haning out here on ze interwebs for a decade already. Oh my. On New Year's Eve we went to a glitter & glam themed party . "Must be very hard for you to find something to wear", said Eddi. (A little show trick that works great for parties off stage too: apply some lip gloss over your lipstick and press fine loose glitter on top. Sparkly lips like whoah!) I went for the glittery thing that was the most comfy.    I made Eddi a glitter bow tie for the occasion. He added some sparkle to his to-be-or-not-to-be beard himself. I also made Dag (I am guessing no child free New Year's eves for the next 10 years or so as no-one will babysit on nye, ever) his own sparkly bow tie so father and son could look adorable together but even though red is his favourite colour he refused to wear it. Kids.  On this year's side I've, apart fro...