Köttbullar!
I had to do inventory in Avon yesterday, so I went to Ikea and bought frozen meatballs. Athena and I ate them tonight and watched the movie The Edukators, which was pretty good (except the ending was kind of … I don’t know… not exactly unrealistic, but I think out of character or something). Mmmm Swedish meatballs! I suppose we should have watched something Swedish to get in the spirit of Swedishness, but whatever. Yum.
Note: mine didn’t have little Swedish flags planted atop mountains of mashed potatoes.
I keep finding dead baby birds on the sidewalk. I know it’s the season for birds to hatch and fall out of nests, but still. Every trip to the train has a new and different naked pink birdlet splattered on the sidewalk. It’s kind of freaking me out.
