Jumbled Words

Oh my God, I just ate the best curry ever. Okay, so it was probably not the best ever, but I am REALLY BAD at making curry (it either tastes nothing or is so spicy that I want to die – I’m a total wimp when it comes to spicy food). I don’t know if it that I went with chickpeas instead of tofu or the buillion cube that I added for no reason whatsoever, but it was goooooood.

Managed weaving completely without freak outs. It’s now months since I had to pop anti anxiety meds to be able to go. It’s still difficult from time to time, but today was good. The only thing that gets to me is that these little old ladies try to talk to each other while weaving, that is, yelling across the room, back and forth, which gets tireding.

Other than that I have been doing some difficult writing, or rather, rewriting. Editing, maybe. (What’s the difference between the two anyway?) It’s badness when your whole plot is dependant on severely traumatising your main character, or at least it is for YOU cos you love them so much. But it’s getting better from here on out, I know that much.

I’ve also been working on a different blog altogether. In Swedish. I can’t even tell you how long it’s been since I wrote in Swedish regularly. Three years? Four? I’m sure this new blog has more than a few language mistakes, cos seriously, English is my first language these days, though occasionally when I’m writing I have to look up words that I can only remember in Swedish. It used to be the other way around.

This blog is going to be on fat acceptance, health at every size and intuitive eating. There are so many of these in English, Shapely Prose being the most popular, but I haven’t found a single one in Swedish so far. I’ve been emailing with a Swede that does plus size fashion blogging, and has been doing that for quite a while, and she doesn’t know of any, so I decided to do somewriting on the subject in Swedish.

Part of me thinks I’m insane, cos I know just how mean people can be about people of size – I see it often in other blogs – but on the other hand, I would still be dieting (or trying to) if I hadn’t found these blogs a year or so ago, so maybe it’s time I do something about it myself. Even if I have to brace myself as I do it.

That blog can be found here. It’s not all that full of info yet, but I’m working on it. Mostly I’ve written about the basics and started translating a few posts that have previously been posted on this blog. I know most reasonably young Swedes can read English without a problem, but I so want to be able to point my Mum (and other people that can’t / can’t be bothered to read in English) to a few key posts. She doesn’t really believe in the internet, but I’m hoping that if I give her the address she will check it out anyway. And this is the first time I’ve ever tried to NOT hide my blogging for her, cos she gets so nervous when she realises I don’t feel well.

I took a table cloth off a table cos it was dirty and immediately put another one on. Does that mean I’m a grown-up? I suspect it does.