The Susanne

…follow sweet goodbyes:

So my camera didn’t die after all, it only needed a day’s rest. I hes­it­antly decided to try switch­ing it on this morn­ing and to my great sur­prise it turned on just fine! It seemed slightly con­fused as it asked for all the ‘first time’ stuff such as time and date set­tings etc. but apart from that (and a slight odour of vodka) it seemed fine. I’m happy. The zoom is a little retarded or at least sticky if you will. But at least I can take pic­tures with it! To cel­eb­rate I went out and­bought it a gor­geous leather case. Yey!

Someone found it con­veni­ent to drown my new camera in alco­hol tonight. And then not tell me. Not Happy Jan. Actu­ally quite sad… I can’t afford another new camera!

So I’ve been quite cocky regard­ing the pan­demic, going on and on about how I’ve most likely already been exposed and didn’t catch it so I’m def­in­itely not going to become ill now. Well. I have to eat my words as I am cur­rently in bed for the sixth con­sec­ut­ive day with flu-​like symp­toms: fever, muscle aches (my skin hurts!) and extreme fatigue. I’ve no way of know­ing for sure if I have it as doc­tors want you nowhere near their offices if you think you might have the swine flu… So I’m just stuck at home for the pre­scribed seven days and I am going  stir crazy to the extreme! I’ve no energy to really do any­thing and I can’t go out and see my friends. I can’t even allow them to come over as that would mean expos­ing them to the ill­ness. It sucks!

But I’m not too ill to watch tv (or stream tv shows online as I had to get rind of my tv in favour of a new book­case a few months ago…) and I’ve now gone through all of Hell’s Kit­chen, The F Word and Kit­chen Night­mares. For the third time. Yep. But it’s still fun and it still leaves me ver­it­ably itch­ing to get back in the kit­chen. I’ve really no energy for cook­ing but the other day I felt better and I made a lovely and extremely simple spa­ghetti with wild mush­rooms and black truffle oil. it was abso­lutely deli­cious! Also I’ve got some food left from before I became ill which I made fol­low­ing my dinner with Cecilie’s par­ents at D/S Louise, where Cecile and I shared an appet­izer of Skagen salad and caplin caviar. I abso­lutely loved it and hur­ried to recre­ate it at home. Of course I’m too ill to make del­ic­ate little hors d’æuvres so I just had it as a sand­wich. But it still tasted fant­astic. Am plan­ning to make it tomor­row (the proper, del­ic­ate ver­sion!) for Johanne’s birth­day dinner (if my tem­per­at­ure is down to normal that is!) I’m so so so excited!

So now all I have to do is get well by tomor­row. Because there’s no way I’m miss­ing out on one of my dearest friends’ thir­ti­eth birth­day! HAPPY BIRTH­DAY MY DARLING!!!

I’m not a huge foot­ball fan (although I think I under­stand the off­side rule) but last night in the com­pletely packed beer tent when Norway scored once, then twice and the whole place erup­ted in cheers and the guy in a kilt slunk off to get another pint… well it was fant­astic! Unfor­tu­nately I had to leave before the end but as I walked away I heard such massive cheers that I swear the tent lifted, and I knew we’d scored another goal. And obvi­usly there was yet another before the match was over. I must (rather shame­facedly) admit that I am proud of our boys.

Summer is offi­cially over. Yes­ter­day was the matric­u­la­tion cere­mony down­town and I worked the information/registration booth for the inter­na­tional buddy groups with Todd and a couple of nerds.

It was easy work, just look up people in a folder, give them a number and point them in the right dir­ec­tion. Two hours, then done. Sit and watch the cere­mony. This year there were so many new stu­dents that they didn’t all fit in the square.

Notice the guy wear­ing camo but no shoes…

Got home and star­ted pre­par­ing for my date. Cleaned the house and got star­ted on dinner whilst enjoy­ing a glass of chef’s juice (red wine) and sud­denly noticed the rain storm outside

there was even a stun­ning, double rain­bow! (it actu­ally con­tin­ued right down the front of that build­ing but I’m not really sure if it shows in the pic­ture or maybe I’m just ima­gin­ing it since I saw it last night.

Went to uni today to register my desk at the lib­rary for another semester, and the beer tent is UP. I’ll be there in, oh, an hour’s time?

XOXO

Ica has a spe­cial on cat­fish this week and of course I jumped on it. In both Norway and Den­mark this fish is known as Steinbit(er), refer­ring to its massive jaws that look as if they can bite through stone. This fish is usu­ally out of my price range so it’s no wonder I do a little happy-​dance (finger-​pointing included of course)  when I happen upon a special.

I am going to serve it up to Nils when he returns from Stavanger tomor­row night. I’ve already pre­pared the salsa verde and am plan­ning to make a warm potato salad to go with the grilled Stone Biter fil­lets. Jeal­ous, anyone?