Diarrhea, ta ra ra, Diarrhea, ta ra ra
Puppy girl had the runs yesterday. Probably a result of the change in environment and diet. She didn´t eat a lot and was rather off last night. Even with the runny stool she only had one accident on the floor, everything else deposited in the back-yard. Things are looking good in that department, at least. This morning she was a lot perkier, and ate a full ration at lunch, and in the afternoon the poop was back to normal. Now I sound like someone who has just had a baby, all poop talk!
Friday, January 31, 2003
Thursday, January 30, 2003
I love animals
This is rather unnerving.
Well, after reading this I will not be offering IAMS food to my pets or selling their products in my clinic. Proctor & gamble, the company that produces IAMS is also the world´s biggest manufactuor of cosmetics and household cleaning products (Max Factor, Pampers, Ariel and many more). They use animal testing for almost all their products, at an estimated rate of about 50 thousand animals per year. I will be boycotting their products for good now (actually I already preferred to use products that are safe for the environment as well as not tested on animals, for obvious reasons), and I challenge you to do the same.
It is my professional and personal oppinion as a biologist, veterinarian and human being that testing cosmetics on animals is cruel and unneccessary.
This is rather unnerving.
Well, after reading this I will not be offering IAMS food to my pets or selling their products in my clinic. Proctor & gamble, the company that produces IAMS is also the world´s biggest manufactuor of cosmetics and household cleaning products (Max Factor, Pampers, Ariel and many more). They use animal testing for almost all their products, at an estimated rate of about 50 thousand animals per year. I will be boycotting their products for good now (actually I already preferred to use products that are safe for the environment as well as not tested on animals, for obvious reasons), and I challenge you to do the same.
It is my professional and personal oppinion as a biologist, veterinarian and human being that testing cosmetics on animals is cruel and unneccessary.
Wednesday, January 29, 2003
Football
My son started football practice today (that´s soccer to you americans). He´s rehersing with the local football club "Viking" (what else?).
Today was busy, there was no school, they had some kind of organizing to do. So there was a lot of him going outside to play and coming in every five minutes to ask when football practice starts (it started at a quarter to ten in the morning, practice started at 4pm...). Then we went shopping, by foot since we only have one car and Gísli drives it to work. Then out again to see him to practice and pick him up again an hour later.
He seemed very happy, I´m glad that he shows an interest in sports, my husband and I never did... However, we do now follow the world championship in handball, as us Icelanders have a world class team this year.
Am also busy making the birthday present for my friend Stína... no I will not tell you what it is!
My son started football practice today (that´s soccer to you americans). He´s rehersing with the local football club "Viking" (what else?).
Today was busy, there was no school, they had some kind of organizing to do. So there was a lot of him going outside to play and coming in every five minutes to ask when football practice starts (it started at a quarter to ten in the morning, practice started at 4pm...). Then we went shopping, by foot since we only have one car and Gísli drives it to work. Then out again to see him to practice and pick him up again an hour later.
He seemed very happy, I´m glad that he shows an interest in sports, my husband and I never did... However, we do now follow the world championship in handball, as us Icelanders have a world class team this year.
Am also busy making the birthday present for my friend Stína... no I will not tell you what it is!
Tuesday, January 28, 2003
Cats and dogs
The cats are beginning to lighten up, but poor Sómi is having a hard time with accepting our newests member of the family. The cats are barely out of kittenhood themselves, so they should adapt quickly.
It´s really hilarious to watch them with her. Fróði is very curious about her, and is coming closer every day, he steps up to inspect her when she falls asleep on the floor. When she is awake however there is total miscomunication going on, she wags her tail and they think she´s angry, she gets down on her front legs to inlicit play and they think she´s going to attack. She loves stealing their toys, they have such cool things as sponge balls and furry mice. Yesterday, Fróði lay down in her new bed, like he was trying it on for size...
Sómi is having a hard time with this, I was getting worried that he hadn´t eaten a lot since saturday when the "beast" arrived. So yesterday I cooked some fish for them, which he was too afraid to eat, and he used to be the gourmet of the two, getting a big belly before he was even fully grown! This was pretty serious, so tonight I left him alone in the bathroom with a bowl of food, topped with some delicious fish. This morning we were releaved to find that he had eaten almost everything, so I will try to stop worrying about feline fatty liver syndrome...
The cats are beginning to lighten up, but poor Sómi is having a hard time with accepting our newests member of the family. The cats are barely out of kittenhood themselves, so they should adapt quickly.
It´s really hilarious to watch them with her. Fróði is very curious about her, and is coming closer every day, he steps up to inspect her when she falls asleep on the floor. When she is awake however there is total miscomunication going on, she wags her tail and they think she´s angry, she gets down on her front legs to inlicit play and they think she´s going to attack. She loves stealing their toys, they have such cool things as sponge balls and furry mice. Yesterday, Fróði lay down in her new bed, like he was trying it on for size...
Sómi is having a hard time with this, I was getting worried that he hadn´t eaten a lot since saturday when the "beast" arrived. So yesterday I cooked some fish for them, which he was too afraid to eat, and he used to be the gourmet of the two, getting a big belly before he was even fully grown! This was pretty serious, so tonight I left him alone in the bathroom with a bowl of food, topped with some delicious fish. This morning we were releaved to find that he had eaten almost everything, so I will try to stop worrying about feline fatty liver syndrome...
Poop scoop...
I just cleaned up the second poop-accident. I was too slow to take her to the garden after brekfast, I was hoping she would last until my son had finished his. She couldn´t. I didn´t see her do it, so there was no point in telling her off.
However, I think that it´s pretty good that there have only been two such, in three days. Most of the time she goes in the garden. There have been no accidents during the night, she seems to understand by now that it´s better to do these things outside. Yesterday she didn´t pee inside either the whole day, until the afternoon when everyone got home, we started making dinner, watching telly and other stuff and did not pay as much attention. My guess is that by the end of the week we will have ourselves a toilet trained dog. This will be achieved without shouting, and I will never, I repeat, NEVER rub my dog´s nose in it´s droppings. That is so filthy and disgusting, and I can´t believe people were stupid enough to think of it. My way, the whole process is painless for everyone involved, no screaming and shouting, no filth, no heartbreak. Wanna know how to do it? If you´re good I might share the secret...
I just cleaned up the second poop-accident. I was too slow to take her to the garden after brekfast, I was hoping she would last until my son had finished his. She couldn´t. I didn´t see her do it, so there was no point in telling her off.
However, I think that it´s pretty good that there have only been two such, in three days. Most of the time she goes in the garden. There have been no accidents during the night, she seems to understand by now that it´s better to do these things outside. Yesterday she didn´t pee inside either the whole day, until the afternoon when everyone got home, we started making dinner, watching telly and other stuff and did not pay as much attention. My guess is that by the end of the week we will have ourselves a toilet trained dog. This will be achieved without shouting, and I will never, I repeat, NEVER rub my dog´s nose in it´s droppings. That is so filthy and disgusting, and I can´t believe people were stupid enough to think of it. My way, the whole process is painless for everyone involved, no screaming and shouting, no filth, no heartbreak. Wanna know how to do it? If you´re good I might share the secret...
Monday, January 27, 2003
Toilet training
So far we have only had one poop accident in the house, otherwise it´s been deposited in the garden. For me this means that toilet training is coming along nicely. Last time we had a dog was our first time, and I definately think we learnt a lesson in doggy upbringing. Last time we made all the mistakes, this time it´s gonna be right!
We have only heard the dog bark a couple of times, she was probably too nervous the first day! But she seems to be a quiet dog by nature, which is releaving. Icelandic sheepdogs have had some bad rep about being barkers, but I think a lot of this is undeserved, as they have traditionally been kept in rural areas and not trained at all. At least Snotra´s parents did not bark at all when we came to visit on saturday, not when we knocked on the door, and not when we left with their baby... Very promising with regards to lacking barking-genes.
She is so adorable! I wish I had a digital camera, so I could post some pictures. You will just have to look at the pictures on Icelandic sheepdog sites. This one also has some information about Iceland. Here is an article on the features of the Icelandic Sheepdog.
So far we have only had one poop accident in the house, otherwise it´s been deposited in the garden. For me this means that toilet training is coming along nicely. Last time we had a dog was our first time, and I definately think we learnt a lesson in doggy upbringing. Last time we made all the mistakes, this time it´s gonna be right!
We have only heard the dog bark a couple of times, she was probably too nervous the first day! But she seems to be a quiet dog by nature, which is releaving. Icelandic sheepdogs have had some bad rep about being barkers, but I think a lot of this is undeserved, as they have traditionally been kept in rural areas and not trained at all. At least Snotra´s parents did not bark at all when we came to visit on saturday, not when we knocked on the door, and not when we left with their baby... Very promising with regards to lacking barking-genes.
She is so adorable! I wish I had a digital camera, so I could post some pictures. You will just have to look at the pictures on Icelandic sheepdog sites. This one also has some information about Iceland. Here is an article on the features of the Icelandic Sheepdog.
Sunday, January 26, 2003
Puppy
Big news today. We have been talking about getting a puppy again for a few weeks, and yesterday we did it! We saw an ad in the newspaper for some Icelandic sheepdog puppies for sale in a small town near Reykjavík. So we took a little trip in the afternoon and chose a redish colored little bitch from the remaining 3 puppies. We decided on the name Snotra, which means pretty in Icelandic, a typical name for an Icelandic dog. She is purebred, we saw both mom and dad, but not breed registered, but we don´t care about that, since we are not planning to show her or breed from her.
The price of purebread puppies here in Iceland is very high, due to the high cost of importing dogs (there is a six week quarantine on a remote island to the north of the country, so there is also a considerable cost of transport), as well as the fact that importing dogs was illegal until a few years ago. This was due to the fear of losing our relatively disease-free status in the animal population here. However, people still wanted to have dogs, so there was some smugling, about ten years ago parvo was introduced to the population and there was a huge death toll (mostly puppies and older dogs), since none of them was vaccinated. Today the import ban has been lifted, the dogs are vaccinated, but we keep the quarantine to try and prevent any further disease spread, and protect our rabies-free status. There is some talk though to abandon quarantine for passport and vaccinations like they did in the UK.
Anyway, we are enjoying the recent addition to our family, she is still a little apprehensive, especially whith the cats following her everywhere and hissing if she comes too close! Toilet training has commenced, we have managed to avoid poops inside so far, she has been good about going in the garden. The peeing is a little harder, less predictable, however she has shown definite progress already.
Big news today. We have been talking about getting a puppy again for a few weeks, and yesterday we did it! We saw an ad in the newspaper for some Icelandic sheepdog puppies for sale in a small town near Reykjavík. So we took a little trip in the afternoon and chose a redish colored little bitch from the remaining 3 puppies. We decided on the name Snotra, which means pretty in Icelandic, a typical name for an Icelandic dog. She is purebred, we saw both mom and dad, but not breed registered, but we don´t care about that, since we are not planning to show her or breed from her.
The price of purebread puppies here in Iceland is very high, due to the high cost of importing dogs (there is a six week quarantine on a remote island to the north of the country, so there is also a considerable cost of transport), as well as the fact that importing dogs was illegal until a few years ago. This was due to the fear of losing our relatively disease-free status in the animal population here. However, people still wanted to have dogs, so there was some smugling, about ten years ago parvo was introduced to the population and there was a huge death toll (mostly puppies and older dogs), since none of them was vaccinated. Today the import ban has been lifted, the dogs are vaccinated, but we keep the quarantine to try and prevent any further disease spread, and protect our rabies-free status. There is some talk though to abandon quarantine for passport and vaccinations like they did in the UK.
Anyway, we are enjoying the recent addition to our family, she is still a little apprehensive, especially whith the cats following her everywhere and hissing if she comes too close! Toilet training has commenced, we have managed to avoid poops inside so far, she has been good about going in the garden. The peeing is a little harder, less predictable, however she has shown definite progress already.
Thursday, January 23, 2003
Snow
At last we have snow in Reykjavík, Iceland. This may come as a surprise to some of you, but this winter has not been like a winter at all here, at 66° north, until a few days ago. Today we had wet snow, the most perfect kind to make a snowman. My son made one in our garden, I helped putting him together, we didn´t have a carrot, so he has a cellery nose... I hope he will still be there in the morning, the weather forecast sais degrees above freezing tomorrow too.
At last we have snow in Reykjavík, Iceland. This may come as a surprise to some of you, but this winter has not been like a winter at all here, at 66° north, until a few days ago. Today we had wet snow, the most perfect kind to make a snowman. My son made one in our garden, I helped putting him together, we didn´t have a carrot, so he has a cellery nose... I hope he will still be there in the morning, the weather forecast sais degrees above freezing tomorrow too.
Wednesday, January 22, 2003
Tuesday, January 21, 2003
The wonderful world of...
I haven´t talked about vet med in my blog for a while now. I guess the paper is not so much fun to talk about... I have not done any veterinary work to speak of since I was at Höfn in november. Only this one time, a couple of weeks ago, when my sister in-law asked me to check on one of their horses that had conjuctivitis. This condition is very frustrating to treat, there are no infectious diseases in Icelandic horses, and this type of infection seems to ocur from dust from the hay getting into the horse´s eye. This can lead to chronic eye infection and for some reason is very difficult to treat successfully. I prescribed some antibiotic ointment to be put in the eye once a day for a week. I haven´t really heard back from her about the progress. Hope it went well...
I haven´t talked about vet med in my blog for a while now. I guess the paper is not so much fun to talk about... I have not done any veterinary work to speak of since I was at Höfn in november. Only this one time, a couple of weeks ago, when my sister in-law asked me to check on one of their horses that had conjuctivitis. This condition is very frustrating to treat, there are no infectious diseases in Icelandic horses, and this type of infection seems to ocur from dust from the hay getting into the horse´s eye. This can lead to chronic eye infection and for some reason is very difficult to treat successfully. I prescribed some antibiotic ointment to be put in the eye once a day for a week. I haven´t really heard back from her about the progress. Hope it went well...
Monday, January 20, 2003
And now for something completely different...
1. Two vultures board an aeroplane, each carrying two dead raccoons. The flight attendant looks at them and says, "I'm sorry, gentlemen, only one carrion allowedper passenger."
2. Two boll weevils grew up in South Carolina. One went to Hollywood and became a famous actor. The other stayed behind in the cotton fields and never amounted to much. The second one, naturally, became known as the lesser of two weevils.
3. Two Eskimos sitting in a kayak were chilly, but when they lit a fire in the craft, it sank, proving once again that you can't have your kayak and heat it, too.
4. A three-legged dog walks into a saloon in the Old West. He slides up to the bar and announces: "I'm looking for the man who shot my paw."
5. Did you hear about the Buddhist who refused Novocain during a root canal filling at the orthodontist? He wanted to transcend dental medication.
6. A group of chess enthusiasts checked into a hotel and were standing in the lobby discussing their recent tournament victories. After about an hour, the manager came out of the office and asked them to disperse. "But why?" they asked, as they moved off. "Because," he said, "I can't stand chess nuts boasting in an open foyer."
7. A woman has twins and gives them up for adoption. One of them goes to a family in Egypt and is named "Ahmal." The other goes to a family in Spain; they name him "Juan." Years later, Juan sends a picture of himself to his birth mother. Upon receiving the picture, she tells her husband that she wishes she also had a pictureof Ahmal. Her husband responds, "They're twins! If you've seen Juan, you've seen Ahmal."
8. Some friars were behind on their belfry payments, so they opened up a small florist shop to raise funds. Since everyone liked to buy flowers from the men of God, a rival florist across town thought the competition was unfair. He asked the good fathers to close down, but they would not. He went back and begged the friars to close. They ignored him. So, the rival florist hired Hugh MacTaggart, the roughest and most vicious thug in town to "persuade" them to close. Hugh beat up the friars and trashed their store, saying he'd be back if they didn't close up shop. Terrified, they did so, thereby proving that Hugh, and only Hugh, can prevent floristfriars.
9. Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time, which produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him rather frail and with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath. This made him ...what? (Oh, this is so bad, it's good!) A super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.
10. And finally, there was the person who told ten different puns to friends, with the hope that at least one of the puns would make them laugh. Unfortunately, no pun in ten did.
I found these on Ann´s blog
1. Two vultures board an aeroplane, each carrying two dead raccoons. The flight attendant looks at them and says, "I'm sorry, gentlemen, only one carrion allowedper passenger."
2. Two boll weevils grew up in South Carolina. One went to Hollywood and became a famous actor. The other stayed behind in the cotton fields and never amounted to much. The second one, naturally, became known as the lesser of two weevils.
3. Two Eskimos sitting in a kayak were chilly, but when they lit a fire in the craft, it sank, proving once again that you can't have your kayak and heat it, too.
4. A three-legged dog walks into a saloon in the Old West. He slides up to the bar and announces: "I'm looking for the man who shot my paw."
5. Did you hear about the Buddhist who refused Novocain during a root canal filling at the orthodontist? He wanted to transcend dental medication.
6. A group of chess enthusiasts checked into a hotel and were standing in the lobby discussing their recent tournament victories. After about an hour, the manager came out of the office and asked them to disperse. "But why?" they asked, as they moved off. "Because," he said, "I can't stand chess nuts boasting in an open foyer."
7. A woman has twins and gives them up for adoption. One of them goes to a family in Egypt and is named "Ahmal." The other goes to a family in Spain; they name him "Juan." Years later, Juan sends a picture of himself to his birth mother. Upon receiving the picture, she tells her husband that she wishes she also had a pictureof Ahmal. Her husband responds, "They're twins! If you've seen Juan, you've seen Ahmal."
8. Some friars were behind on their belfry payments, so they opened up a small florist shop to raise funds. Since everyone liked to buy flowers from the men of God, a rival florist across town thought the competition was unfair. He asked the good fathers to close down, but they would not. He went back and begged the friars to close. They ignored him. So, the rival florist hired Hugh MacTaggart, the roughest and most vicious thug in town to "persuade" them to close. Hugh beat up the friars and trashed their store, saying he'd be back if they didn't close up shop. Terrified, they did so, thereby proving that Hugh, and only Hugh, can prevent floristfriars.
9. Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time, which produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him rather frail and with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath. This made him ...what? (Oh, this is so bad, it's good!) A super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.
10. And finally, there was the person who told ten different puns to friends, with the hope that at least one of the puns would make them laugh. Unfortunately, no pun in ten did.
I found these on Ann´s blog
Saturday, January 18, 2003
Humor
is very imortant in life. I think one of the reasons my husband and I have managed to stay together for so long (almost 12 years) is that we can always make each other laugh. The other day we were discussing hosehold chores.
I said "You know I don´t like housework, I think you should do everything, I´ll just do the things I like, like making bread and sewing"
"What do you mean, I only married you ´cause I thought you were housewife of the year"
"Nope, sorry, you got that all wrong. And I would never vote for you as housewife of the year"
"But I cook for you all the time!"
"That´s just because you want to make me fat so other men will stop looking at me"
"Well, that´s true"
is very imortant in life. I think one of the reasons my husband and I have managed to stay together for so long (almost 12 years) is that we can always make each other laugh. The other day we were discussing hosehold chores.
I said "You know I don´t like housework, I think you should do everything, I´ll just do the things I like, like making bread and sewing"
"What do you mean, I only married you ´cause I thought you were housewife of the year"
"Nope, sorry, you got that all wrong. And I would never vote for you as housewife of the year"
"But I cook for you all the time!"
"That´s just because you want to make me fat so other men will stop looking at me"
"Well, that´s true"
Wednesday, January 15, 2003
I just finished reading a swedish feminist book my friend Erna lent to me the other day. I think the book´s name translates as "pussy willow" or something like that. All the authors are young women, and they talk openly about the injustices our sex must endure. For example, who hasn´t heard a girl or a woman referred to as "slut" if she has had more than one sexual partner (even if it´s not true!), but a man who has "had" a lot of women is considered cool? It only took me a couple of days to read, I couldn´t put it down.
quote from "Pussy willow":
Being a woman means that the shoe doesn´t fit. Being a feminist means realising and telling people that it´s not because the foot is too big, but because the shoe is too small.
quote from "Pussy willow":
Being a woman means that the shoe doesn´t fit. Being a feminist means realising and telling people that it´s not because the foot is too big, but because the shoe is too small.
Sunday, January 12, 2003
Radio Gaga
I called a radio station the other day for the first time since I was a teenager. They had a quiz where they played the first 10 seconds from a song and listeners could call in the right answer and win a prize. I have no idea what the prize was, I just had to call ´cauze I knew exactly what song it was. Naturally there was no answer, and I got quite worked up when other listeners got thru with the wrong answer. I found myself hissing at the radio "no it´s not wham you moron", until someone finally got the right answer and I could stop waysting my time... The song was "tell her about it" by Billy Joel, my absolute favorite of all time. I think I have been a fan since I was 10.
I called a radio station the other day for the first time since I was a teenager. They had a quiz where they played the first 10 seconds from a song and listeners could call in the right answer and win a prize. I have no idea what the prize was, I just had to call ´cauze I knew exactly what song it was. Naturally there was no answer, and I got quite worked up when other listeners got thru with the wrong answer. I found myself hissing at the radio "no it´s not wham you moron", until someone finally got the right answer and I could stop waysting my time... The song was "tell her about it" by Billy Joel, my absolute favorite of all time. I think I have been a fan since I was 10.
Saturday, January 11, 2003
Lyrics to "Video" by India Arie
Sometimes I shave my legs and sometimes I don't
Sometimes I comb my hair and sometimes I won't
Depend on how the wind blows I might even paint my toes
It really just depends on whatever feels good in my soul
I'm not the average girl from your video
and I ain't built like a supermodel
But, I Learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen
I'm not the average girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what I'm wearing I will always be India Aria
When I look in the mirror the only one there is me
Every freckle on my face is where it's supposed to be
And I know our creator didn't make no mistakes on me
My feet, my thighs, my lips, my eyes I'm lovin' what I see
I'm not the average girl from your video
and I ain't built like a supermodel
But, I Learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen
I'm not the average girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what I'm wearing I will always be India Aria
Am I less of a lady If I don't wear panty hoes?
My mama said a lady ain't what she wears but, what she knows
But, I've drawn a conclusion, it's all and illusion confusions the name of the game
A misconception, a vast deception
Something's gotta change
Don't be offended this is all my opinion
ain't nothing that I'm sayin law
This is a true confession of a life learned lesson I was sent here to share with ya'll
So get in where you fit in go on and shine
Free your mind, nows the time
Put your salt on the shelf
Go head and love yourself
Cuz everything's gonna be all right
I'm not the average girl from your video
and I ain't built like a supermodel
But, I Learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen
I'm not the average girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what I'm wearing I will always be India Aria
Keep your fancy drinks and your expensive minks
I don't need that to have a good time
Keep your expensive car and your Caviar
All I need is my guitar
Keep your krystyle and your pistol
I'd rather have a pretty piece of Crystal
Don't need no silicone I prefer my own
What God gave me is just fine
I'm not the average girl from your video
and I ain't built like a supermodel
But, I Learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen
I'm not the average girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what I'm wearing I will always be India Aria
This is one of my favorite lyrics of all time, she says so wonderfully what I´m thinking...
I found this text on yimpian, but had to edit a couple of lines and correct some spelling first... They got a couple of things wrong!
Sometimes I shave my legs and sometimes I don't
Sometimes I comb my hair and sometimes I won't
Depend on how the wind blows I might even paint my toes
It really just depends on whatever feels good in my soul
I'm not the average girl from your video
and I ain't built like a supermodel
But, I Learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen
I'm not the average girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what I'm wearing I will always be India Aria
When I look in the mirror the only one there is me
Every freckle on my face is where it's supposed to be
And I know our creator didn't make no mistakes on me
My feet, my thighs, my lips, my eyes I'm lovin' what I see
I'm not the average girl from your video
and I ain't built like a supermodel
But, I Learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen
I'm not the average girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what I'm wearing I will always be India Aria
Am I less of a lady If I don't wear panty hoes?
My mama said a lady ain't what she wears but, what she knows
But, I've drawn a conclusion, it's all and illusion confusions the name of the game
A misconception, a vast deception
Something's gotta change
Don't be offended this is all my opinion
ain't nothing that I'm sayin law
This is a true confession of a life learned lesson I was sent here to share with ya'll
So get in where you fit in go on and shine
Free your mind, nows the time
Put your salt on the shelf
Go head and love yourself
Cuz everything's gonna be all right
I'm not the average girl from your video
and I ain't built like a supermodel
But, I Learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen
I'm not the average girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what I'm wearing I will always be India Aria
Keep your fancy drinks and your expensive minks
I don't need that to have a good time
Keep your expensive car and your Caviar
All I need is my guitar
Keep your krystyle and your pistol
I'd rather have a pretty piece of Crystal
Don't need no silicone I prefer my own
What God gave me is just fine
I'm not the average girl from your video
and I ain't built like a supermodel
But, I Learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen
I'm not the average girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what I'm wearing I will always be India Aria
This is one of my favorite lyrics of all time, she says so wonderfully what I´m thinking...
I found this text on yimpian, but had to edit a couple of lines and correct some spelling first... They got a couple of things wrong!
Thursday, January 09, 2003
Eggs
Do you ever wonder where your eggs come from? Check out these sites from the Australian RSPCA, the british chicken rescue, as well as the canadian Vancouver humane society...
Do you ever wonder where your eggs come from? Check out these sites from the Australian RSPCA, the british chicken rescue, as well as the canadian Vancouver humane society...
Wednesday, January 08, 2003
I just got a brand new diary from the Icelandic Veterinary Association with my name inscribed on the cover, how cool. I almost feel like a real vet... I have started serious work on my thesis. I have quit all other activities from 9-4 and started going to the library in the morning as if I were going to work, which I kinda am. So far so good, got some feedback from my teachers and feel more confident on the structure, feel like I am half way there, however all the epidemiologic calculations still lie ahead...
Tuesday, January 07, 2003
Frodo and Sam
I feel compelled to tell you about my kittens. Their names are Fróði and Sómi, Fróði is named after one of our earlier cats and Sómi after the cat that moved in with my parents in-law from across the street and lived to the ripe old age of 17, helped by a generous diet topped with raw meat, fish, shrimp and lobster, provided by my late father in-law, who was a great animal lover. Incidentally their names correspond with the Icelandic translation of the main hobbit characters of Lord of the Rings, Frodo and Sam. Coinicidence?
Fróði was chosen by my husband while I was away in California, to be our son´s first very own personal pet. The cat seemed to take to this role from the start, following his friend around and sleeping in his bed. He likes being stroked, but not held. That is, if we pick him up he will struggle to get free, but when little Baldur holds him he is very calm, even in the oddest postitions... He has always been very fond of water and now his favorite place to sleep is the bathroom sink. He will not move, even if you turn on the water to wash your hands, on the contrary he seems fascinated to watch the water trickle down his coat. The only thing that can get him out of the way is the smell of toothpaste, go Colgate! He also likes to lie in the shower and watch the drain (???), even if there is water in there, then he will stand and shake like a dog to splash the water on anyone standing by. He is turning into a beautiful cat, sleek and long, with a solid gray coat and the facial features of an oriental cat w. the high cheek bones.
Sómi is quite different. He came to us from a family that couldn´t keep him anymore because their youngest child has asthma (this is their story). He had a little hernia, that I closed at the same time as castrating them. He was supposed to be a month older than the other one, but this is definately bullshit, since he was a lot smaller and also lost his milk teeth a couple of weeks after the other one, my guess he is about a month younger and was taken too soon from his mom. He is the cutest little thing, reminds me of that cute cat Garfield hated so much. His fur is black and white, still soft like a kitten´s now that he is almost a year old. He seemed to have a great need for suckling and at first he would suckle on Fróði´s fur. After a while Fróði got sick of this and told him off. Since then he has taken to suckling the fur on his own tummy and consequently has a couple of spots where the hair is getting thinner from wear... I will have to do something about this, time to test my skill with behavior modification...
Anyway, anyone who has owned pets will understand me when I say how much they contribute to the family. To me there is no home without a pet (you would be surprised to know how many vets do not share this opininon!). It´s funny how you feel all fuzzy inside when you stroke them and they rub their cheeks against your hand or face, scentmarking you as "their" person.
I feel compelled to tell you about my kittens. Their names are Fróði and Sómi, Fróði is named after one of our earlier cats and Sómi after the cat that moved in with my parents in-law from across the street and lived to the ripe old age of 17, helped by a generous diet topped with raw meat, fish, shrimp and lobster, provided by my late father in-law, who was a great animal lover. Incidentally their names correspond with the Icelandic translation of the main hobbit characters of Lord of the Rings, Frodo and Sam. Coinicidence?
Fróði was chosen by my husband while I was away in California, to be our son´s first very own personal pet. The cat seemed to take to this role from the start, following his friend around and sleeping in his bed. He likes being stroked, but not held. That is, if we pick him up he will struggle to get free, but when little Baldur holds him he is very calm, even in the oddest postitions... He has always been very fond of water and now his favorite place to sleep is the bathroom sink. He will not move, even if you turn on the water to wash your hands, on the contrary he seems fascinated to watch the water trickle down his coat. The only thing that can get him out of the way is the smell of toothpaste, go Colgate! He also likes to lie in the shower and watch the drain (???), even if there is water in there, then he will stand and shake like a dog to splash the water on anyone standing by. He is turning into a beautiful cat, sleek and long, with a solid gray coat and the facial features of an oriental cat w. the high cheek bones.
Sómi is quite different. He came to us from a family that couldn´t keep him anymore because their youngest child has asthma (this is their story). He had a little hernia, that I closed at the same time as castrating them. He was supposed to be a month older than the other one, but this is definately bullshit, since he was a lot smaller and also lost his milk teeth a couple of weeks after the other one, my guess he is about a month younger and was taken too soon from his mom. He is the cutest little thing, reminds me of that cute cat Garfield hated so much. His fur is black and white, still soft like a kitten´s now that he is almost a year old. He seemed to have a great need for suckling and at first he would suckle on Fróði´s fur. After a while Fróði got sick of this and told him off. Since then he has taken to suckling the fur on his own tummy and consequently has a couple of spots where the hair is getting thinner from wear... I will have to do something about this, time to test my skill with behavior modification...
Anyway, anyone who has owned pets will understand me when I say how much they contribute to the family. To me there is no home without a pet (you would be surprised to know how many vets do not share this opininon!). It´s funny how you feel all fuzzy inside when you stroke them and they rub their cheeks against your hand or face, scentmarking you as "their" person.
Monday, January 06, 2003
to be continued...
, Ása Ólafsdóttir is one of the artists. In my opinion she is very talented and her work appeals to me, probably because I like doing it myself, she mostly does needlework (cross stitch), but also some picture weaving and painting. She dyes all the yarn herself and her work is like painting with thread on canvas. There was an aspect of the show that intrigued me, they had a video running in a little room, where you could see the artists at work in their studios. Often there is so much labour behind every piece of finished art work, and one rarely gets to see inside the artists studio, for me this was very interesting and gave a whole new outlook on the projects.
, Ása Ólafsdóttir is one of the artists. In my opinion she is very talented and her work appeals to me, probably because I like doing it myself, she mostly does needlework (cross stitch), but also some picture weaving and painting. She dyes all the yarn herself and her work is like painting with thread on canvas. There was an aspect of the show that intrigued me, they had a video running in a little room, where you could see the artists at work in their studios. Often there is so much labour behind every piece of finished art work, and one rarely gets to see inside the artists studio, for me this was very interesting and gave a whole new outlook on the projects.
Art exhibition
Yesterday I went to an art exhibition, called Samspil, in Hafnarborg, Hafnarfjörður. My dad´s girlfriend, No comments:
Yesterday I went to an art exhibition, called Samspil, in Hafnarborg, Hafnarfjörður. My dad´s girlfriend, No comments:
Lord of the Rings
I saw LOTR II on saturday, I think director Peter Jackson has done a good job on this ambitious project. However, the movies are not quite as spectacular as the ones playing in my head when I read the books... I have been a fan of the books for many years, ever since they were published in icelandic. I was always going to read them in english, but never got around to it, then when they were published in icelandic (the first one in 1993) I got the first one for christmas and stayed up all night reading. Been hooked since...
I tried a few of the quizzes out there and I kept getting elfish results, either Legolas, Arwen or Galadriel, guess I´m kind of elfish!? Next to the elfs my favorite characteres are the hobbits, a hobbit´s hole sounds like a good place to live. Tolkien used to say that in all respects other than size he was a hobbit.
I'm Arwen! Who are you?
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eikocarolchan
I saw LOTR II on saturday, I think director Peter Jackson has done a good job on this ambitious project. However, the movies are not quite as spectacular as the ones playing in my head when I read the books... I have been a fan of the books for many years, ever since they were published in icelandic. I was always going to read them in english, but never got around to it, then when they were published in icelandic (the first one in 1993) I got the first one for christmas and stayed up all night reading. Been hooked since...
I tried a few of the quizzes out there and I kept getting elfish results, either Legolas, Arwen or Galadriel, guess I´m kind of elfish!? Next to the elfs my favorite characteres are the hobbits, a hobbit´s hole sounds like a good place to live. Tolkien used to say that in all respects other than size he was a hobbit.
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I'm Arwen! Who are you?
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eikocarolchan  If I lived in Middle-Earth, it would be in: The Shire The rolling green hills, the springtime weather, and especially being surrounded by the ones you love makes the Shire a comfortable area for you. You love being surrounded only by the ones you care about, and you only desire this in an environment that is vast and open to nature, unlike in the cities or the caves.
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Sunday, January 05, 2003
At last the holidays are over, the thirteenth and last day of Christmas (at least that´s the tradition here in Iceland, don´t ask me why) is tomorrow, back to school for my son and back to writing my d/&$# report for me. Hubby started working last thursday. He has decided to go back to school, to become a master of his trade, auto mechanics. Here in Iceland (probably it´s the same in most countries), auto mechanics and other craftsmen must complete this course to be able to hire apprentices, and also it is a good course on running your own business. I think this is an excellent idea, although this will mean a lot of work for him, as it is a night school and we will not see each other four days a week while he is in school. However the course is only two semesters so we will probably survive this as we have other things in the past.
New Years Eve was spent at home, just the three of us. We had a gorgeous meal as always and shot up lots of fireworks, I read somewhere that Icelanders blew up 3 tonns of fireworks this New Years Eve, so you can imagine the lights over our little city! We have an excellent view from our flat and enjoyed the show. However, tonight I am cursing the bastards that did not finish on New Years Eve and are blowing the blasted things at 11pm on a sunday night, although my son has always been able to sleep through anything, bless the little angel. Tomorrow on the last day of Christmas there is a tradition for shooting some fireworks too, so we will probably finish our little stash after dinner tomorrow. We don´t usually spend a lot of money on fireworks, but this year my husband got some as a christmas present from his company.
A lot of people fus over how much money is spent on the holidays buying presents and fireworks. To me it´s very simple. People can do whatever they want with their hard earned money, if they have lots they can buy expensive presents and light the rest up on New Years Eve, those that have less give less expensive presents and watch the others burn their money on New Years Eve. Those that buy presents they can´t afford and have to pay for until the end of september next year are not very wise and will probably never have any money, since they don´t have any sense in their little brains (I was going to say they were stupid twits, but was afraid of hurting someones feelings...).
New Years Eve was spent at home, just the three of us. We had a gorgeous meal as always and shot up lots of fireworks, I read somewhere that Icelanders blew up 3 tonns of fireworks this New Years Eve, so you can imagine the lights over our little city! We have an excellent view from our flat and enjoyed the show. However, tonight I am cursing the bastards that did not finish on New Years Eve and are blowing the blasted things at 11pm on a sunday night, although my son has always been able to sleep through anything, bless the little angel. Tomorrow on the last day of Christmas there is a tradition for shooting some fireworks too, so we will probably finish our little stash after dinner tomorrow. We don´t usually spend a lot of money on fireworks, but this year my husband got some as a christmas present from his company.
A lot of people fus over how much money is spent on the holidays buying presents and fireworks. To me it´s very simple. People can do whatever they want with their hard earned money, if they have lots they can buy expensive presents and light the rest up on New Years Eve, those that have less give less expensive presents and watch the others burn their money on New Years Eve. Those that buy presents they can´t afford and have to pay for until the end of september next year are not very wise and will probably never have any money, since they don´t have any sense in their little brains (I was going to say they were stupid twits, but was afraid of hurting someones feelings...).
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