Postcards to Stockholm: DNA for dummies

Dear Sis,

I was curious to read in the press today that Christie's had auctioned the letter Francis Crick sent his son upon the discovery of the double helix. I did not know that, like our dad, DNA turns 60 this year!

As a way to celebrate I am going to tell you a little more about my encounter with that long chain with flat bits sticking out.

I began to mull over the news of the auction and my first thoughts went to you immediately, and I imagined myself receiving a letter with your (much cuter and cleaner that Mr. Crick's) hand writing explaining to me all about DNA.

I went in the search of the letter to read it myself and was absolutely moved and thrilled by the content, even if I am no scientist and I do not live in 1953, that letter has something, maybe the clarity of the explanation, maybe Mr. Crick's excitement, I really don't know, but I love it!

You may want to start sending letters to me from Stockholm, letters that I can keep and maybe sell for the amount of $5.3 million in time, please, take the hint. Send. Letters. Sister. Millions.

In truth, after reading it I wished I had those $5.3 million so that I could have gotten that letter for you.

I'll see you in less than a month! In the mean time, carry on. Nobel Prize.

Lots of love and kisses from the person whose DNA is closest to yours in the whole world.

M.

Postcards to Stockholm: Flu me to the moon

Dear sis,

You know what is worse than being sick? Being sick with mom and dad.

The flu has got us well, and oh how I suffer! Fun part is the competitions. Who has the highest temperature? Who complains more? Whose pain is more oddly similar to something?

After 27 years of perfecting the art of being sick I think I have won each and every competition so far, then goes dad, he is quite the expert too.

Ugh how I suffer.

Such is life

Postcards to Stockholm: buttons buttons buttons

Dear sis,

It's been a while since I last sent you a postcard. Sorry, work has bean mess, you know that. And then today my buttons arrived! Best thing that I have bought online so far. Awesomeness!! Etsy is a great place to discover new stuff and I know it won't be the last time I buy buttons.

Go to the website (http://www.etsy.com/shop/aflairforbuttons) and choose yours I want to make an order or two or twenty ASAP.

Nice stuff + nice shop owner = happy M.

Buttons! Buttons! Buttons!

Such is Life.

Postcards to Stockholm: The One

Dear sister,

I believe in love at first sight, I believe that 37 is more than a decent number, I believe perfection exists.

I am IN LOVE!

Who wouldn't be in love of this hottie? That is us watching Clone Wars cozilly.

Even mom approves, that has to mean something!

Love,

M

Postcards to Stockholm: Crafting your countdown

Dear sis,

Second visit just a few days away, I can't wait to see you. I can't wait to see you after that too, in fact, I may be more exited for Christmas this year than I have been in ages, cause you'll be coming home! So I have already started planning something special to make this year's Christmas countdown even more awesome.

Here's a sneak peak:

 Thanks to Holamama for the inspiration. I can't wait till Friday to finish it.

I wonder though how on Earth are you going to resist until December 1 to discover your surprise craft. No cheating allowed or I am not playing wii with you.

And I'll know if you cheat. Beware.

Love,

M.

Postcards to Stockhom: The importance of... opposable thumbs

Dear Sis,

Yay! for blog posts categorised under "Daily life catastrophes and other stories" yay!

Second weekend spent at my place and second catastrophe. I don't want to but can't help thinking that my own apartment hates me to pieces.

First weekend there cost me four days of physiotherapy. Second weekend almost cost me that distinctive human feature not valued enough: Opposable thumbs.

I sliced half my left thumb's phalanx and it was like being part of a Tarantino movie.

It was all going nice and smooth on Sunday morning and I was about to try my new toaster when it all happened. A false movement and I had enough blood on the counter to feed the whole cast of  Twilight.

I kept calm for enough time to get some ice on my finger, put my coat on and go straight to my mom's in my PJs. Once there... I cried, almost lost consciousness and let mom take care of me like a baby. Living within a five minute walk from your mom can save your life.

My thumb has been rendered useless for a while it seems... so now, completely normal and effortless actions become a trial and I require assistance for simple stuff like:

1 - Washing my hair.
2 - Opening a packet of M&Ms...
3 - Squeezing the toothpaste.
4 - Zipping my jeans.
5 - Collecting the parking ticket from the machine while driving (most painful so far).
6 - Adding sugar to my coffe.
7 - Combing my hair (is if had hair to be combed actually).
8 - Typing on my Bb.
9 - Snapping my fingers (don't really want to imagine that right now).
10 - Piloting the Tardis, the Millenuim Falcon and the Enteprise.

So here I am, dirty hair, dirty teeth, uncombed hair (not unzipped jeans, not that) loving all this complaining.

I am not uploading pictures this time for your own sake. No need to thank me.

Love,

M

Postcards to Stockholm: 3, 2, 1...

Dear Sis,

I am coming!! Three more days and you'll have me there, going absolutely crazy in each and every single design store we walk by. In the meantime, check my super lovely October calendar!

 You may already know, but I'll tell you again just in case you forgot, my neck is killing me, and oh how I suffer. I can't wait to see you and complain in person. In fact, just as this post is being published I am on my way to the physiotherapist to try and fix me in time to resist the Stockholm shopping madness that I plan to bring on your sorry self.

Start tidying up, clean the dirty dishes and get the couch ready because my next post won't be a Postcards to...  but a Postcards from...

Love,

M.

Postcards to Stockholm: 11 and counting

Dear Sis,

11 and counting (backwards).

 

Love,
M

P.S.: Yes, that is washi tape in our calendar.
P.S.2: October's pics are the best!

Postcards to Stockholm: Cost Efficiency

Dear Sis,

I am on top of my game! Still cutting expenses and doing awesome.

Yesterday, instead of buying my traditional €26.40 Ordning & Reda notebook I went to Portico and got a cheaper one (€2.25!!!!).

Felt so proud of my savings I celebrated by getting a set of rubber stamps and a set of stickers.

Total price: €23.25

Total savings: €3.15

That's what I call cost efficiency.

Bring it on!

Love,

M


P.S.: Coming soon Such is Life celebrates 75 years of the Hobbit.

Postcards to Stockholm: Expense policy

Dear Sis,

Yesterday was the first day of my new zero expense policy.

1.- Went to work by bus (bus ticket not paid by me). Total expense: €0 (Plus watching my new favourite TV show of the moment while at the bus. Priceless)

2.- Went home for lunch (bus ticket and meal not paid by me). Total expense: €0

3.- Got mom to give me a lift after a short nap (gas not paid by me). Total expense: €0

4.- Bought a coke at the office (that I paid): €0.5

5.- Got a lift home at night (gas not paid by me): €0

TOTAL EXPENSES: €0.5

If I can keep this going for the next ten years my mortgage will pay itself (or I may feel less guilty next time I buy washi tape).

Love,

M

PS: I encouraged mom to watch Once Upon a Time the other day, she likes it! New season airs September 30th, just FYI.

Postcards to Stockholm: Bankrupcy

Dear Sis,

I just found out VIPS is selling washi-tape. Thank God they only sell 5 different models... I left one for the next time I feel blue.

I suspect the bank will soon seize my apartment...

Love,
M

Postcards to Stockholm: Diet

Dear Sis,

I am back at the office for good, hump! Summer is over and now I have to go back to normal (solita sin ti). I got on the lift today alone, just my bag and I, a lift prepared for 13 passengers and 1000 kg weight, and guess what... it politely said: "Overload, could one person please get off?".

I am on a severe diet as of now.

Love,
M

P.S.: Quality of picture severely reduced by the fact that I didn't want anyone to see me taking a picture with my bb at work. I have a reputation to maintain.

Postcards to Stockholm - Filling the void

Dear Sis,

I am desperate to fill the void you've left in my daily life, I have tried buying furniture, going to museums, pampering up and nothing could help me get over this sister depravation.

But maybe, maybe there is something that can help me...

17 different washi tapes and three rubber stamps don't seem enough. I may have to go over there to check if all those shops you announce are as good as you say.

Things are changing dramatically since you left, el Hormiguero has a new ant, and I hate it! Its name is Petancas and is the roomate of Trancas and Barrancas. I leave you a video here so that you can judge for yourself, but I feel you will think the same as I do. Why do good things have to change? Maybe they are also trying to fill a void, I may have to suggest that they washi-tape the original ants and maybe then they get rid of the new one...

Love,
M

P.S.: Last night the Godfather part I and II was on TV, I could have watched 6 hours of non-stop bloodbath, instead I may have watched iMTV, the new season of 16 and Pregnant is dramatic.

Postcards to Stockholm - Manicure

Dear Sis,

How was your day? I have a few days of holidays left yet, so I am taking things easy.

Today I got a manicure for Saturday's wedding. If my hair is going to look like a rat's, I should draw the attention somewhere else to avoid humiliation. I think they did a terrific job, don't you agree?

Love,
M

Postcards to Stockholm - Going svenska!

Dear Sis, now you've gone to Sweden I am doing everything in my power to get myself over there to see you. I am so desperate about it that I am determined to win IKEA's new competition. I think I am doing pretty well, I may start to call my pisito, the flatlet! I am so keen on winning this competition that I had to buy something to use my IKEA FAMILY card and earn more chances to win. So I got ASELE and TORSBY to keep EKTORP company in the vardagsrum.

I am going Swedish all over the flatlet. Cuteness :) 

  

Love,

M

Postcards to Stockholm - God save the (new) queen

Dear Sis,

If you were worried for me, don't be. I am being well taken care of, see? Here you can see Sunday's dinner and my new favourite blanket :) I am the absolute queen of the house!

How was your first day of work?

Love,
M

Postcards to Stockholm - Sitting chart

Dear Sis,

Welcome to your new section! This means you are gone up north far far away from us. I'll try to open you a little peephole to look through as often as possible.

Since you won't be able to join us in all our family Sunday lunches (I hope you will Facetime with us during lunch someday), we have rearranged the sitting chart. Guess who eats beside me now... I am making her eat fruit, not like you.

Love,
M

P.S.: Let me know how you and your 7 suitcases are faring in your provisional 27 sq. meter home.