Easter has come and gone. I love Easter decorations it is colorful and fun. I found some of my decorations this year but not all as I am organizing storage and boxes after all the building projects.   We made kind of traditional Swedish Easter smörgåsbord last Saturday. It was Team Nikolovski, my dad and my uncle. Treasure hunt for the Easter egg the Easter bunny had left of course. It was a snowy Easter - yes really real snow and lots of it... Looked more like Christmas then what you expect for April. I have had Easter holiday all last week and me and the kids went to Prague. Great trip and I will write all about it in next post.

 So many different characters, situations and places I found going through illustrations I have made

Filip is one funny little guy with a lot of own ideas and interests. At the moment he is crazy about shoes. Or maybe it is more the feeling and proudness of being able to put on shoes by himself. He is testing all family members shoes and walking around in the house in them. Very impressive how he can manage to walk and run in way too big shoes. Less impressing that he is dragging mud and dirt around the house.

Working as a teacher in high school is challenging, fun and very rewarding. Teenagers are confused, lazy and pretty funny. One situation I come across every week is chairs up chairs down. While cleaning the floors cleaning personell lifts the chairs up on the desks in the classrooms and when I start the lesson I need to lift chairs down. Well technically I would think that I should not be the one having to lift the chairs down ( Yes of course if I am the first one in the classroom but I am not) But my students comes in to the classroom lifts down ONE chair = THE chair they are aiming to sit on. It doesn't seems to bother them at all that they are sitting like in a jungle of chairs. They can not see the white-board, not each other and I can hardly see them behind the wall of chairs. When I start to lift the chairs down they are not feeling uncomfortable standing up to help ( only one student helped me on his free own will so far) I am walking around giggling to myself as they loo...

Here is a wintery illustration from my illustrated journal. It was a sunny winter crisp day. New white fluffy snow on the ground and on the trees. Great weather to enjoy a walk and pulling the kids in the sledge. The mood was on top. I was holding my head up high in that silly way to really extra enjoy these most wanted sun rays. I walk to the mailbox and then continued and was thinking how wonderful that we can go for a nice fun walk and all in great mood. Kids were singing, smiling and enjoying. Lets walk little longer today as all is really enjoying. Bad decision... From one minute to the next the good mood changed for bad mood. BAD MOOD! Both throwing themselves out of the sledge screaming and complaining about something and nothing. Refusing to stand up. Refusing to go home. Refusing to cooperate. Being unreasonable. At the same time Bozze dog running to chase the neighbor and me screaming like a mad woman without any result what so ever. Feeling stupid negotiating with a withou...

Tomorrow we have a theme day for all the teachers at my school with focus on health. Lectures about impact of what we eat, mindfulness and training. We could pick between walk, swimming, yoga and tabata. I picked tabata. I was the only one who picked tabata. I want to get sweaty I said  And agreed to have a private lesson in this high impact type of exercise with our Swedish teacher who is the rather typical Swedish teacher style of teacher = hard but fair. What have I sign myself up for? I am in the same great shape as this illustration I made 4 years ago = not very fit = not fit all. I hope tomorrow she will be more fair then hard on me and my poor unfit body. Wish me good luck. On the body theme Mila told me this morning "mamma girls doesn't have hairy legs! Girls has prickly legs!" ("mamma tjejer har ju inte håriga ben! tjejer har taggar på benen!" )

I came home late today after a long day at work. Tuesdays are my longest day and today we had conference about my rather rowdy class. Exhausted walking through the door my kids comes running to greet me with big hugs. " I have a surprise for you!" Mila shouts. How nice and sweet. Until I found the whole house full of confetti made out of a toilet roll. The granddad is sleeping in the armchair and my creative kids has made this surprise to me. "Do you like it?" Mila asks excited "No not really" such ungrateful mother not appreciating teared up toilet paper high and low.

I have a weakness or maybe I better say one of my weaknesses is Cheese doodles. I love these tasty but very smell snack that we in Sweden call ostbåge. Yesterday we celebrated the cheese doodle day ( I don't know since when the snack has it's own day but I don't complain...) I made this celebration illustration yesterday evening and as I was too busy to stuff myself I didn't have time to color it... 

Oh My God how many wallpapers is their to chose between ?! No I don't have the interest or energy to go through all and I get into a give up I can't pick at all kind of mood pretty easily. So I have a plan. My plan is grey and white stripes. Stripes makes the room look taller and grey is neutral enough. Same brand as in the other room same stripes just a different tone. Great plan. And so I head to the store and all the colorful funky patterns are waving at me. I am trying to keep focus. Looking for grey! Looking for stripes! Looking for same brand as before! Writing down the numbers of the grey stripes and then I just can't resist a funky pattern next to me. I managed to sell in the concept pretty easy at home that we will have one funky wall that will stand out and I call it a "fuck you wall". A wall that is not grey or white or boring in anyway. A wall that maybe will be too crazy or that we will get bored of real quick but who cares. And I don't care ab...

I was watching this midmorning program on TV the other day and it was a boy on the show only 12 years old but really professional in making great aquarell paintings. I got inspired and thought I would like to paint dramatic serious aquarells. And so I took my watercolors ( which I btw has to go through and update I am missing a lot of crucial colors...) and a fancy watercolor paper  and started painting. But no this is not my element of expression so I added myself in a comic way and got pretty satisfied anyways with the painting.