Tein kauppareissullani varsinaisen löydön: valkosuklaalla kuorrutetut karviaiset! Vaikka karkkipäiväni on perjantaina (ja ehkä lauantaina ja sunnuntaina), päätin kokeilla näitä herkullisen näköisiä marjoja jo tänään.
Makunautinto poikkesi hieman siitä, miltä olin kuvitellut marjojen maistuvan. Marjat käsitellään pakastettuina (luin kaupassa), joten marjojen suutuntuma oli ikään kuin "rapeaa vohvelia". Petyin hieman, kun en ensipuraisulla saanut suun täyttä kirpeää marjaa. Jäinkin miettimään, miltä maistuisivat tuoreet karviaiset valkosuklaaseen dipattuna. No, hyvältä!
I found these treats on my latest grocery shopping: chocolate iced gooseberries. They aren't as delicious as fresh gooseberries but still do taste gooood! I found these suckers at a local Punnitse ja Säästä.
"Ukko" has a meaning of an "old man" in Finnish, which he obviously isn't. Furthermore, in Finnish mythology Ukko is the god of the sky and the thunder, which he definitely is. Love you lots!
Easter's like a Halloween to us Finns. Kids dress up in rags, too-big skirts, and scarves to look like witches. Then they go door to door with a copper kettle and catkins looking for treats.
We have Easter fires (pictured here) to scare the witches away: An old belief tells that witches fly to a German mountain the Thursday before Easter to cavort with Satan. On their way back we light fires and hope that the witches go away. (www.time.com)
Quite scary, isn't it? I hope that we really did scare them off this time..
Olin aamulla matkalla heppatunnille, kun katseeni kiinnittyi varsin eriskummalliseen asiaan.
Sähkökaappiin oli nimittäin liimattu teos, jossa kehotettiin "ottamaan sydän ja antamaan se jollekin, josta välität". Tätä sanomaa oli tehostettu askartelemalla arkin alareunaan - sanomasta päätellen - sydämiä, jotka olivat ohikulkijoiden vapaasti otettavissa. Harmikseni "revi tästä"-käsky oli käynyt, toden totta, toteen, eikä sydämiä ollut enää minun jakaa välittämilleni joillekin.
I found this poster this morning glued onto some sort of an electric box. It says "take a heart and give it to someone you care". And, obviously, there were hearts drawn on to the poster but they were all thorn out. I like this idea, a lot! Have a heart, and give to someone you care!
Dogs' play may seem rather rough at times. But, at the same time, it
seems like dogs know their roles in the play. When one finds something
more interesting, it just takes off. This happened yesterday. Ukko was
playing with one of his gfs, Nana. Nana is a 3-year-old boxer, full of
speed and crazy jumps in the air. When they first met, it was just love at
first sight!
Ukko likes to pull stuff. I mean he's got this magnetic skill of always
finding something to pull - sticks,branches, toys - you name it. And he
loves to wrestle, with you.
Nana on hra Ukon nuorikko, kolmevuotias bokserineiti. Kun Nana oli vielä pentu, Ukon leikit vaikuttivat liian rajuilta. Ukko näet tykkää vähän rajummista leikeistä - vetämisestä, painimisesta, pallojen hakemisesta (ja vähän uimisestakin). Nyt, muutaman vuoden ja erinäisten tapaamisten jälkeen, Nana on päässyt jyvälle Ukon leikeistä ja antaa hyvän vastuksen koirakaverilleen. Kaverukset saattavat leikkiä keskenään tunteja: vetää, juosta, vetää, juosta... nim. jäätyneet varpaat
International Women's Day is marked 8th March every year. The United
Nations (UN) has a theme for each year, and the theme for this year is
"A promise is a promise. Time for action to end violence against women".
I'm a bit late on this but I've been sick. I had an awful stomach bug.
The Killers gig was totally awesome! It's not worth describing it, I just cannot find the right words to make justice... Instead of taking photos of the band (sic) I tried to capture t h e most amazing lightning I've like ever seen. It was just a pure lightning show! Photos are not in any particular order (I accidentally mixed it).
In less than a day I'll be sitting in a car heading to Helsinki.
Do you know why? ’cause me and my sister are about
to see the Killers at Hartwall Areena (Helsinki). OMG! Yes! I love life! I
better start looking for my the Killers t-shirt that I got last time they
played here in Finland (haven’t worn it ever since - just to keep it safe).
If it were for me we would’ve not seen that gig in
2007 (omg, s i x years ago).
I was driving my sister’s car all the way from
Tampere to Helsinki, which was fine by me. We were listening to the band and
having a lot of fun already. Then, when we got to Helsinki we started looking
for a place to park. We actually managed to find one spot, just right behind
Jäähalli. That spot was so tiny, in between two cars, that it didn’t almost exist.
I haven’t done any ”parallel parking” since driving
school (and, yep, I do have a license). And on that particular day, in such a
hurry and excitement, I just didn’t know how to get that damn car in that damn spot.
And I didn’t.
My sister was yelling (and sitting comfortably on
her seat), giving me directions, and telling that there were already cars
behind us waiting. I was all sweating, and almost cried to be honest. Then I just
turned to my sister and (kindly?) asked her to give it a try, instead. It
didn’t take more than two minutes, and we were on our way to see the gig
(having our car parked just like they teach at the driving school).
If it were for me we would still be there, right
behind Jäähalli, parking our car!
My true love, mr. Ukko, the boxer.
I look like shit (after a power walk, and having just taken off my beanie) but I don't care. And I did ask him not to kiss me on my lips - he didn't care... I do know that he likes to lick his butt, don't remind me, either.
"Don't want your picture on my cell phone.I want you here with me.Don't want your memory in my head, no.I want you here with me."
