One day at a time.

When we woke up this morning, our garden was covered with snow. But the sun decided to come out and melt away the last traces of winter, and this turned out to be quite the beautiful day. Every day that involves me leaving the house is generally a good one. Especially the ones that feel like spring is finally getting closer!

(The photos are from instagram, I'm called accordingtoa if you want to follow me.)

Until the birds in her hair take off and fly away.

Thank you to the wonderful artist Anna Ileby for this extraordinary portrait! I'm even willing to put aside my fear of pigeons - since they apparently make for quite interesting hair pieces.

(You can see the photo Anna used for inspiration here.)

How are you, my friends? Good, I hope. Or maybe even great? I have nothing new to report, except that I wish people would stop getting sick or dying in my favorite tv-shows. Not that that's new, but anyway, I mean it - leave my fictive friends alone! As well as my real ones. I'm struggling with serious abandonment issues, alright?

One of those "actual pants"-wearing days.

Wow, look at that! I blow-dried my hair today, put on some mascara and actual pants. After spending most of the past two months in my PJs, I barely recognize myself.

To be honest, I kind of feel like taking the pants off again - I'm not used to having fabric pressed against my stomach (since it's only just starting to heal from the surgery) and even though they're not tight, I'm still a billion times more comfortable in my baggy flannels. But my brother in law is coming to visit, and I have a feeling that wearing real pants would be quite appreciated.

Everything would be sooo much easier if I could just wear loose dresses. But, for some reason, I've started to despise wearing anything but pants. If you could even say that I have a "style" right now, it would be extremely men's wear-inspired. Boots, blazers, shirts, pants, loose-fitting t-shirts and satchels. That is, if I had to wear clothes at all. Which, in time, obviously I will. I have to say I look forward to the day when I'll just get up in the morning, put something on and leave the house like it's no big deal. Right now, I usually spend the whole day thinking "hey, today I'll drive down to the grocery store and buy some... avocado or something" (it's a two minute drive), "I'm just going to rest for a bit, try to muster up the energy" - and then suddenly it's past 7 pm and the store is closed and I'm like "oh, man!".

And now I'm basically just rambling. I'd better have some lunch and watch another episode of Popular. Need to rest for a bit, you see, today I'm really going to try to get down to the grocery store and buy some... yoghurt, I think. We'll see how that goes. Oh, the excitement of convalescence!

My Favorite Things.

I must say that it's amazing how many things I have to be happy about.
Like... getting to spend every day with my favorite creatures in the world.
Being able to go outside (and not even freeze my ass off).
Watching the first season of Popular on dvd.
Having a boyfriend who loves to cook when I personally think it's unbearably boring (I prefer eating).
Thinking every morning how much I love waking up with that particular boyfriend next to me.
My sister Amanda getting into a great art school in London (YAY!).
Living in a wonderful house with the most beautiful view.
Finally knowing what I want to do with my life.

I'd say I'm pretty darn lucky.

And if the perfect spring is waiting somewhere, just take me there.