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I've been meaning to post this for a couple of days now and haven't gotten around to it. I was so amused by this the other night. Magnus was supposed to stop at the grocery store to pick up some hamburger buns. This is what he came home with--and why men shouldn't shop alone.



Where am I supposed to put all this pop?! That's one thirsty man I'm married to.. You should have seen his stockpiles of Julmust when it was in season. That's another thing I think is incredibly silly. Seasonal beverages. I just don't get it.

There was almost a lot of excitement today, but it sort of fizzled out. My parents almost bought a fruit market. Dad had been talking to the guy about it a few months ago, but nothing ever happened with it. The guy that owns it didn't really want to be bothered with it, as he had a day job (building houses). Anyway, Dad stopped in today and the guy offered to sell it to him for 35% of the price he was originally asking, if the woman who worked there didn't want to buy it. They'd decided to take it, but when they met the owner later in the day, the woman had bought it. Soo. I was almost employed today. ;) I was already trying to think up ways to convince them that they couldn't run a fruit market without broadband! Oh, well. My dad really should open a restaraunt, anyway, instead of a fruit market. I told him the other day that he ought to get going with opening one because he's not getting any younger.. rofl. I'm such a considerate daughter. :)

Anyway, so I had lunch with them at La Finca's, which was slightly bad of me because I had leftovers in the fridge. Oh, well. I spent part of the afternoon working on a mail to paradisecowgirl in Swedish. She's very mean because she wouldn't let me have totte proofread it before I sent it. I hate being not good at something. But I like her anyway because I can fix her html problems, which makes me feel smart, so it equals out.. *tease* ;)

So I haven't been nearly as productive as yesterday, but I did work on one of my goals, so I'm not doing too bad. I might even get things organized for my php learning. Or I'll go take a nap. I'm suddenly really sleepy.

Yes, I really can rationalize anything.

"Are you done laughing now?"
"Yes. At least until you read this sentence again."

Magnus and I had our first play-argument in Swedish tonight. It had to do with my desire, or lack thereof, to be barefoot, and why I would need to remove my socks to accomplish this. (Okay, so we weren't arguing philosophy or anything. But it's a start!) A while back, we decided that he should come up with sentences for me to translate. The first lesson was Swedish to English, and I finished those too quickly to suit him, so he decided I should translate English to Swedish, which I kinda suck at. That was in January, and I just got around to doing them last night, and he came up with a new set of sentences. (About fifteen of them.) Instead of writing them and going over them afterwards, I did them aloud. So I'd painfully translate (my pronounciation is by far the weakest part of my "skills") and then he'd make me repeat the sentences until I did them correctly. Or at least, without hesitation between each word. We both decided it was a good lesson, though, so I guess it was worth it.

I can see his point when he laughs at me. I can imagine how funny it would be if he said things like "Bob are baster tin Yoe to snowboarding" instead of "Bob is better than Joe at skating." (Okay, that example lacked creativity, but it's late and I've been sleepy since afternoon.) But that doesn't stop it from sucking! :) I really, honestly don't take it personally anymore, but I still remember the very first time he laughed at me, and by golly, I did then. We were newly an official real-life couple, and I was learning words and phrases as a whim and a way to pass the time online after our first meeting. I said, "Jag saknar du." and he GIGGLED at me. Can you imagine?! (I miss you, with the wrong form of the "you" pronoun.) Obviously, this made somewhat of an impression at the time because now it's four years later and I'm still moaning about it.

Anyway, I feel his pain, but now, after said discussion, I have decided that my hubby wubby is mean in his native language. This has suddenly made me realize that this is probably the real reason he married me. He can say mean things to me without me noticing, whereas a nice sensible Swedish girl would kick him in the shins when he started mumbling about barefootedness. So therefore, it has occured to me that learning any more Swedish would be detrimental to my marriage and thus, I must stop with all this practicing and endeavor to forget what I have learned. For the sake of the children. And the Democratic party. Really.

So. Any chance any of ya'll bought that? :)