In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Trick or Treat.”

This spring, the Karate Kid and I sowed pumpkinseeds with great success. Oh my how big the plants got – I have written about it here. I also promised feedback, and this post is making good on that promise.

Today I harvested my jungle of a “pumpkin-patch”. I was quite pleased to see that there were many pumpkins of different colors and shapes.


A big plastic bag is half-full with pumpkins

I feel confident that The Karate Kid will try to carve some of these into fitting scary-faces before Halloween. If it fails, perhaps because they are too small, then Old Mamasan will (of course) buy him a couple bigger ones.

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I have experienced an American Halloween, and OMG I loved it! It was soooooo much fun! Back home in Norway it is not nearly as much fun. Many are totally against it – as it is not a Norwegian tradition. The nay-sayers do put a damper on the whole thing, much to my dismay. So. I have been trying to fight it by making Halloween special for my family.

We have made witches-hands, crazy monkey brains and goblin-eyes, served with troll-mucus. We have hosted parties and dressed up and carved pumpkins. We have tried our damndest to scare the shit out of the neighbor kids with decorations and howls and screams. But it’s still not as good as I remember it in Reno. 


Last year in Spain, it was pretty good. I initiated a Halloween-Party at the Norwegian school, and helped arrange it. It was good fun! Adults and kids seemed to enjoy it, and OMG did we have cake! Pretty cakes, funny cakes, scary cakes. It was all good! We also raised a pretty penny to increase the budget for class-trips and excursions. I am also quite pleased with the invitation I made for the party.

This year, however, I am not sure what to do. All my Halloween-gear is all packed away, and I will be working on Halloween, but it is the day shift. Tivoli is open for Halloween and is all decorated, and seeing we do not have much of a contact-net here in Denmark, I think it will be the safest bet to visit Tivoli. Must remember to bring camera.

Until then, at least we have some pretty pumpkins to decorate the house with. I think they look really cool.


Here is a siamese pumpkin. Way cool!


There are so many that I basically stuck a bunch of them in a lantern…


Also got my pre-Halloween scare – as the stems have prickles on them. Nasty little buggers.




I hope The Karate Kid is not too cool to dress up this year


I know Sir Nerdalot and Old Mamasan likes to dress up.


The Karate Kid and Old Mamasan happy after yet another fun Halloween.

Homegrown Halloween-decorations

Make Excuses Much?

Dear Right-Now Me,

I have some things to say to me, and I better listen!

Stop bitching and complaining about my writing space. I know it’s not ideal, but give it a rest, already! I have after all written a couple blogposts that I am darn happy with in that lazy boy in the living room, while the Karate Kid is watching telly right next to me. That I can’t get started on my book, has nothing to do with where I write! As of right now, it is what it is, deal with it!

Focus on how I want my writing space to be. Where I am right now, there are a couple possibilities, and just because the first two are not ideal, does not mean that the third option won’t work better.

Stop worrying about getting the dream house. As I know from experience, there are many dream houses and if I don’t get the first one, then something better will come along. Yes, I do wish for a writing space that does not share a function with something else, like in this house. I want an office where I can close the door and be alone with my writing, a space that does not double as a guest room, or a kitchen, or a living-room. It will come; I just need to have patience.

I must think positive; bullshit like “I don’t know how to write a book” and “I can’t concentrate on writing from the lazy boy with the TV on” is not helping. I have already proven to myself that I can write, I can even write well – even when the physical space is not ideal. The blogger from “Silence speaks”, who writes from a spiritual perspective, really got me thinking in her post Letter to the atheists Now, she is not succeeding in turning me into a believer of anything supernatural or religious, but she sets forth something positive and hopeful in her text, that I really needed today. Furthermore, she reminded me that I have the power to change my future and my thoughts. I am very thankful for that.

When I do get my very own writing space, or home office, imagine the fun blogposts I can write on DIY and decorating the office. That will be a nice little expansion to my blog. The experiences of writing from not so ideal spaces will be a great guide on how not to furnish and decorate my new space.

Do I really think that my new place will be so inspiring that my book will write itself? *giggles* In a dream-world it will. But realistically speaking; no it won’t. But, it will eliminate one of the things I bitch and complain about, and I will not be able to use that as an excuse as of why I have not started my book.

Because I do make excuses. Much.




In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “You’re a Winner!.”


Picture from Disney. Scrooge McDuck.

Oh, I cannot count my dreams about winning the lottery. A billion dollars is a lot of money, and although I have dreamt of hitting it big – a billion dollars sounds a tad farfetched. Less, by far, would suffice. On the other hand, it’s not like I’d turn it down. I can do a lot of good with that money.

I have already thought up how to spend the money (in no particular order):

  • Hand out one million as a starter-help to all the youngsters in my family. The thought here is to ensure an education, and perhaps help them get settled into real estate. Yanno, give them a good start on their adult life.
  • Invest in real estate, both locally and internationally.
  • Donate funds to charities who aid battered women and children and animals.
  • Buy, invest in or start a business that employs a lot of people. Set up a program for including young people who had a tough start in life. Give them an income, training, guidance; basically give them a chance to better their lives.
  • Travel extensively – Antarctic, Alaska, South America, and Africa. The list is long.

Might as well dream big – doesn’t cost more!

When I win a billion dollars

Write, huh yeah. What is it good for?


Write, huh yeah
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing, oh hoh, oh
Write huh yeah
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing, say it again y’all
Write, huh good God
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing, listen to me
(Edwin Starrs “War” lyrics altered to suit my post)

Is writing really good for nothing? I don’t think so – I do believe that writing is good for something. Now, you and I might not agree what this “something” is, and that is OK. We don’t have to agree. Here are my “somethings” – maybe we have one or more in common?

I write because I have stories to share. Some might make you laugh; others will hopefully make you think. And then some I hope makes you pack your suitcase and go experience something awesome, and some that make you salivate.

I write because I want the Karate Kid to know me after I am gone. I want him to remember his momma’s food by using my recipes. I hope he will sometimes browse through the scrapbooks I make and remember the fun times we had. I also want to set a good example for him. I want him to see that his mom followed her dream, and if I can do it – then so can he.

I write to remember. I am starting to get old and forgetful, thus it is very practical to have thoughts written down. Or maybe I’m looking for something specific from my travels, and then I can find it in my scrapbooks, or in my blog.

I write as a creative outlet. I have moved on from scrapbooks to blogging. There is quite a bit of creative ideas in Old Mamasans head – might as well let it out (or my head will explode, and that won’t be pretty)

I write because it feels good. Writing can be therapeutic, or good for offloading both good and bad thoughts. Some dreams are good on paper, because they then start to manifest.  If you keep your wants and dreams bottled up inside, nothing can come of it. You need to own your dreams, and by writing them; you acknowledge them. And that is when the magic can start to happen, and you can change the status of your dream to “goal”.

I write to practice. If you are to get good at something, you have to practice. I dream of being a published author. By practicing my writing, my dream becomes more and more realistic. When I get helpful comments on my writings, I learn and grow. When I get positive feedback on my writing – my confidence grows. All very beneficent for an aspiring author.

I write in an attempt to give back. Human kind has given me som pretty damn good reads throughout the years, and I hope I will be able to pay it forward by giving someone a good read someday.  By acknowledging this dream it can now start to manifest. I own it. I acknowledge it. Now it is no longer a dream, but a goal. Blogging and participating in writing classes are means to achieve my goal. The ball is rolling.

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