Song of the day : Serani - No games

It is a freakingly good song...  The video sux, but still... Just close your eyes and listen and lallalllala along..=)

Today it is May 1st, which is a day of from work here. It has been a day of demostrations since 1890 here in sweden and it is the biggest workingclass holiday. I know it is a holiday in other countries as well, but not always from the same reason.
I thought people would be in the city, in parks or at the squares, so we got up early to go to bokskogen and powerwalk. But to my biiiig dispointment there were sooo many people out there. They had som race and we took a short round then home again.
My leg is killing me... it is not normal I think. Just my right calf, everytime I walk for like 10 minutes. It has been like that for some time but today it was even worse. I couldn´t walk proper, almost leaving me paralysed from the knee down. I will try tigerbalm next time otherwise it will be a puzzle for a doctor. 
The cake I baked was a big success. It was tooo good. H ate like his life depended on it..hihi. But I have to admite, it was goood... I will give you the recepie later on.
We went bbq later this evening. It was nothing big, but nice. I like to eat outside, it tastes better in some way =)

But the calm feeling past.. Very fast.. We have been having some agruments..about were to live.. H wants a house smack down in nomansland....and I am nooot so keen on that idea.. Mostly because I have to drive..a car... I knooow.. But I really don´t like... And it is just a big thing to get a house like that... And I know H..he is lazy..it will be to much to fix and to tend to all the time... He is spoiled with having dad to do everything now...(and when H lived at home).. I just feel he has no clue, but won´t admite.. I will admite and he will be mad... No win situation... Great....  Why can´t we just be poor and the problem would be solved....

Now I will get drunk and have great dreams..hihih


( I didn´t have time or the energy to spellcheck...so be nice =)  )

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