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>> Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Things have been pretty quiet for me in blog land lately...but no worries, I am alive and well as a matter of a fact. I survived the long journey home, the jetlag, the job finding process, missing Lars/Hamar/Norway, a week long camp for high schoolers, driving again after a 9 month hiatus and all the changes, shocks and emotional pulls that have been this transition.

Today I volunteered at one of my niece's softball all-star practices, tonight it is a sleepover with all five of the little ones at my sister's house (pancakes in the morning) and tomorrow I start work at a local breakfast restaurant on the water in downtown. Who knows what the rest of the week holds? :)

It's good to be home.

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Mixedfeelings

>> Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Thelastcoupleofdayshavecompletelyruntogether
andIfeellikeIaminadaze---
amIreallyleavingNorwayafter9monthsinsuchlittletime?!

SayinggoodbyesdinnerpartiesandatriptoOslo,
coffeecakespizzaandhugs,
tiredeyelidsheadaches,

AndIstillhaven'tevenstartedpacking.

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Ha det bra, Tynset

>> Friday, June 12, 2009

My last day is Tynset was a good one. Even though I wasn't surrounded by all the Kindølshaugs as usual, I ended my journey on a good note. As it was a Monday everyone was at work I was left with some quiet time to have lessons in the morning and some quality one on one time with Tassen the cat and Raja the Norwegian Elkhound. ;) Since Tassen is a bit of a lazy bum I just gave him a pat on the head to say goodbye, but Raja was a bit luckier!

Her and I went out for a long jog\walk. Here is a pictorial guide of our trip and my last day in Fåset of Tynset, the area where Lars grew up.

The only thing I could have asked for was a bit more sun to make the experience perfect...I suppose I have to wait until next spring\summer for that! And until the fall to see Tynset again!

Vi ses i november Tynset!

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There's a troll outside my door!

>> Thursday, June 11, 2009

I have to share this TRUE story that Lars heard circulating around his workplace. Again, let me repeat--TRUE STORY.

It Norway, some people with Down's Syndrome have personal nurses. As I understand it, the nurse is available via phone to answer questions or help the patient with any problems that might arise. One particular man with DS (let's call him Bob) called his personal nurse one day, petrified because of a troll that was outside his front door.

'Now Bob,' the nurse explained. 'We have been over this before. There is no such thing as trolls, and there is certainly not a troll outside your door. Just calm down and we will talk tomorrow, okay?'

Frustrated, Bob hung up, but only to call back 10 minutes later.

'No you don't understand, it's still there, there is really a troll outside my door, and it is scary, and it is real, and I am scarrrrrreeeeeed.' Bob whined.

The nurse calmed him down again, repeating the same story as the first time around and hung up again hoping that Bob would get over his delusion and that the nurse could take a break for the evening and relax.

And then the phone rang again. Yep, you guessed it--Bob. But this time things were a bit different...

Bob schreeched, 'I locked the troll in my bathroom and I am standing outside the door guarding it so it can't get out! What do I do?!?'

At this point, the nurse gave up all hope of a quiet evening at home and realized he'd better get over to Bob's house to calm him down, see what the heck what was going inside that house, or more likely what was going on inside Bob's head. He made it over in record time and hesitantly approached the bathroom door.

'Now you'll see,' Bob said defiantly. 'I wasn't making anything up!'

At this point the nurse started getting a bit scared. Not because he also had an irrational fear of trolls, but because he was so bewildered and anxious about what could possible be awaiting him behind that solid wooden door. He slowly turned the knob, and creaked open the hinges and gasped when he saw that there actually was a someone locked behind Bob's bathroom door! A small someone that is---there was a DWARF in Bob's bathroom!

Bob has mistakenly taken a short person, a dwarf, that was going door to door selling things, as a troll! Just imagine the process that poor Bob went through...the phone calls, the terror, the peaking out the curtains and the peephole at this little man, and then finally the capture! The poor little dwarf!! Bob captured a real person and stuffed and locked him in his bathroom!! HAHA!

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Reker og røye

>> Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Do these look appetizing?!?

This would be what I had for dinner Saturday night with Lars' family. Lars is not a big fan of seafood at all so since he was not there the fam had to expose me to the Norwegian way of eating shrimp one night and fish the next.

Don't get me wrong, I love shrimp...but something about having to look your food in the eye before you eat it gets me a tad bit squirrelly in the stomach. And it wasn't just staring into their beady eyes, afterwards you had to deshell them--rip of their heads, slip off their tails and basically get rid of all the nasty business that was not so edible as the rest. Then it was recommended to rinse your fingers, you know, just in case you still had some brain goo on them. Don't want to accidentally ingest that!

These shrimp, or reker in Norwegian, were a bit stronger tasting than the shrimp I have eaten before. The way to eat them is to put them on a slice of white bread (loff) with your choice of toppings: lettuce, dill, tomato, lemon, and of course sauces (sour cream dressing, mayonaise) and\or spices (lemon pepper being the most popular at the Kindølshaug's table).

Even thought they were a bit strong and I felt like a mass murderer, it was good to have a bit of variation in my diet. Sunday Randi's (Lars' mom) parents came over and we had a delicious fish dinner. On our plates after being cooked in foil on the BBQ was some Artic Charr, or røye (closely related to salmon and trout) from the nearby lake. Man oh man was that delicious!! Jan (Lar's dad) was a bit worried that I wouldn't like it, but I happily helped myself to seconds!

Here you can see a picture of the lake, Savalen, where delicious fishies live! I am really looking forward to learning how to fish sometime there...I am hoping to get in some ice fishing in when I come back in the winter!

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