While I was on my way home today, I felt a little peckish about something I didn’t know exactly what. I couldn’t figure out anything but the more I think about it, the more I become peckish. I thought of a bread and peanut butter but it wasn’t what my mouth wanted, not even what my stomach was begging for at that moment. So when I arrived home, I put on the laundry in the washing machine and right thereafter, It was clear in my mind what I wanted to eat. Fish for dinner! I couldn’t help but to crave for a fried fish. Then I called hubby if he could buy some fish on his way home. I thought of a Mackerel, but he said it’s not the season for such fish right now. I told him to look for any fish, anyway, as long as it is fish. He almost spoiled my appetite when he said he couldn’t find any, but a big minute steak. Aww! please! No steak this time. I realized he was joking when I saw the plastic bag from the fish stall, then big smile from me….

And this is what he bought for his craving wife. A fish called plaice, a European flatfish! Served with cooked potatoes and rice, this fish was really a dinner for two. And yes, potatoes for him, rice for me. Although sometimes, we both eat potatoes and rice. But as for this fish, rice is more appropriate for me.


Holiday is over and my intention for this weekend was to do my school assignment. But it’s far way from what I expected, instead, me and hubby spent the whole Saturday cutting empty boxes into pieces. We bought a new hi-fi component to replace the unusable one we had when suddenly, I remembered the pile of boxes in our stockroom. It was impossible to place more stuffs inside. Now, these were just some of the boxes that we should dispose of, it’s not easy to cut boxes into pieces. I would get a cut, in fact, I did get a little cut when I flattened one box. Geezz! Me, who’s scared of blood!
Yesterday was actually the start of the holiday for most schools and offices cos it’s Walpurgis Night or Valborgsmässoafton in Swedish. The name suggests celebrating it in the night but many are doing it in the late afternoon. The highlight of the celebration is to light large bonfires while people gather around and sing songs of spring. It is believed to be the beginning of springtime, casting away winter paraphernalias and the likes. According to ancient times, the purpose of the bonfire is to keep away the dead and chaotic spirits’ presence among the living. Awooo!

This is the potpourri blog of a sometimes-fickle-sometimes-resolute minds of a couple behind this site. The man is however not active in the blogging world while the woman blogs relentlessly her potpourri of thoughts, thus the tagline, blogging about anything that is not planned but just falling into place. | 



