In which case I’d get me one of these:
Seen at Åpent hus (with more images), who found it at Recyclart (another one for the rss-feed reader, obviously).
Score!
Saturday afternoon we visited IKEA. Since there were a few specific things on our list, we started in Rotekroken – the section with all the stuff that’s been displayed or returned and is being sold at reduced prices.
And what do you think we found? A limited edition Billy bookcase, that’s what.
Billy is 30 years old, and to celebrate, a special edition was designed by IKEA designer Annika Bryngelson. They were supposed to be available from 1 October, but we haven’t been able to find them. And though we are sticking with boring old oak in the living room, we thought one of these would be perfect in the craft room to hold comics.
Though it would work for Shakespeare, too, I guess. And we sure have a few volumes to host with his name on them, too.
I love it. It came with shelves, by the way, but we had to remove them to get it home, and haven’t put them back yet. All in all we were pretty happy just to find the darn thing, but the best thing? The price:
I don’t know what’s up with that. I’m pretty sure the “was” should be the same as standard Billy, which starts at 365 kr for the plain white. You won’t see me complain, though.
Oh, and three steps down we found another Billy, this one in oak, which was one of the things on our to-buy-today-list. Nice.
The delights of Trondheim #1
I might make this a series, hence the #1.
First up, anyway, is Strindens promenadeorkester, eh, excuse me, Strindens Promenade Orchester. We tend to head for the town centre most Saturdays, to take a walk up or down Nordre and have coffee at a suitable café, most frequently Somma. This Saturday we walked out of Somma to find Strindens just getting started on a little street concert to celebrate their 47th and a half birthday.
We stopped to listen, the lass had a wee dance or ten and we had some laughs. Because with Strindens you get antics. You also get music, swinging music, but mostly you get antics.
NaBloPoMo
Ok, so, I know it’s the 2nd. But I did post yesterday, it’s just that I posted on the bookblog and on the ingestibles blog rather than here. I’m going to say it counts, though.
So, I’m not going quite as crazy as tonbel and doing the NaNoWriMo, though every year when it comes up I think “well, maybe next year”. So, maybe next year. But I think I can do NaBloPoMo, as I’m in a bit of a blogging groove or something (I mean, when’s the last time I wrote as many blogposts in a month as I’ve done this October?). One thing, though: By now, shouldn’t it be IntBloPoMo? It’s hardly a “national” phenomenon anymore, is it?
Wait, ok, just to be completely crazy – or possibly bite over more than I can chew, I’m going to post the ingestibles blog to the blogroll, too. That’ll be fun. Yeah.
Bloggers I read regularly who are also doing it (will add to this list as I discover more…):
Parker on a Friday
Like I just said on the bookblog, I found out via Mammadamen (thanks!) that The Paris Review have put some of their interviews with significant authors online, amongst them Dorothy Parker, and who doesn’t love Dorothy?
So I thought it fitting to post a little poem of hers, despite it being almost impossible to choose which one. Here’s to you, on a Friday:
Neither Bloody Nor Bowed
They say of me, and so they should,
It’s doubtful if I come to good.
I see acquaintances and friends
Accumulating dividends,
And making enviable names
In science, art, and parlor games.
But I, despite expert advice,
Keep doing things I think are nice,
And though to good I never come-
Inseparable my nose and thumb!— Dorothy Parker
Noen “giborter” rundtom
For av og til må man jo prøve lykken.
Hos bare Wunderbar kan man vinne et emaljeskilt fra Ramsign.dk, og det hadde jo ikke vært å forakte. Ganske så flotte er de, og jeg må nok vurdere å få laget et navneskilt selv om jeg ikke skulle vinne, for det ser da bra ut på døren:
Hos Sofie Legarth kan man vinne verdens mest fantastiske tekstilstjerner. Jeg har brettet slike i papir, men, åh, å få dem i Liberty-stoff, da. Vinner man ikke får man forsøke å lage selv, for sånne SKAL jeg ha:
Og sist, men slett ikke mins, må jeg ta med at at Namaste på Kreativ impuls gir bort et knippe vintagestoffer som kan få enhver stoffavhengig til å hyperventilere. Vil ha:
Så da er det vel bare å krysse fingre og håpe på vinnerlykke.
Hanging About
So the bed is in the master bedroom, we’ve been sleeping in there since this weekend, in fact. We’ve also put up a couple of shelves on either side of the window, to hold some of my stuff (it’s mostly my stuff), and we’re considering what to do in front of the window where there is room for more storage – or something.
Along the wall at the foot of the bed we’d sort of hoped we could fit narrow bookshelves, but I’ve nixed the idea as it would then be impossible to walk along there and I’m tired of climbing over half the bed to get in.
So the plan just now is plenty of hooks and other things to hang things on. Practical, right? Well, practical can be combined with decorative, so I’m going to insist we put a little effort into finding attractive hooks. I’d like a nice variety over the length of the space, actually, preferably at different heights, too, to make it look a little interesting. Come to think of it, there will be room for pictures and other wall decorations over the hooks, too, we have a few things we need to find room for, so this is a good thing.
So far I’ve put one thing up, this hook that I purchased last year at a Christmas market:
Isn’t it just perfect? It’s designed by Lillian Tørlen, and I’ve found her designs – apropriately called Hanging About – on the web before. Doing a quick search now I see she’s moved to selling through Epla, “the Norwegian Etsy”, and her shop is also called Hanging About.
As you can see, it’s the perfect place to hang some of my small bags:
Making a mental note to try to make it to the Christmas market in question this year as well, I could always shop through Epla, but it’s more fun in person – if she’s there, that is.
Edited: It suddenly occurred to me to check the tag, and of course there is a Hanging About website: www.hanging-about.com. There’s even a list of shops that stock them, and there’s one in Trondheim, juhu.
Oh, oh, oh!
Only days after my post on the Moomin-ware, and I’m back at the bloodbank. And, yes, they took my blood, and no, there were no Moomin mugs.
But there were Moomin spoons!
Yay!
What could be more perfect? What with the coffee mugs and the deep dishes being easy to get hold of, dessert spoons is just the thing I was missing to make my life perfect. Or something.
But wait. No, not quite perfect yet. You see, to see if there were also forks and such I went to find the webpage of the spoonmaker: Hackman. It’s here:
And guess what they’ve got?
And not only that!
How do I want it? Let me count the ways.
Seriously. And they work on induction, too, which means we practically NEED one. Of each. Yeah.
Back to the spoons, they don’t have the kind I got at the bloodbank pictured on the website. No matter. BEsides, I’m going back in just a month to try donating bloodplates, which you can apparently do quite frequently compared to “whole blood”. So hopefully I can get another spoon then.
The ones they have on the website, though? Preciousssss.
So, that’s one more thing for the wishlist, then.
Hvordan gjøre ett godt førsteinntrykk
Si at du skulle begynne å jobbe på min arbeidsplass, som konsulent, bare for å ta en helt hypotetisk situasjon. Og si at du ikke har vært på “hilserunde”, eller at jeg kanskje ikke var der når du var på runden, slik at vi ikke har hilst på hverandre før. Si at vi havner ved samme bord i lunsjen (sannsynlig, vi er ikke så mange på avdelingen) og at samtalen rundt der jeg sitter kommer inn på å våkne av drømmer og ha følelsen fra drømmen hengende igjen. Og si – helt hypotetisk fortsatt – at jeg sier at jeg av og til våkner og er skikkelig sur på noen jeg har drømt om.
Helt hypotetisk altså.
Da foreslår jeg at du ikke velger å starte din deltagelse i samtalen – og ditt bekjentskap med meg – med å si at “Det er helt normalt at du våkner og er sur, du er jo dame.”
Hvis du gjør det kan jeg nemlig komme til å få et ganske dårlig førsteinntrykk av deg.
