Här är ett par nya bilder på Nixon, som Pontus hjälpte mig att ta när jag tränade tidigare. Jag kunde inte bestämma mig vilken av bilderna jag skulle lägga ut, så det blev båda! :)
Nu ska jag alldeles snart iväg på arbetsintervjun. Jag har inte varit nervös alls förrän NU... Jag hoppas det går bra i alla fall.
Vilken snygging va?! :P
Lisa & jag i början på förra sommaren
They came for him one winter's night. Arrested, he was bound. They said there'd been a robbery, his pistol had been found. They marched him to the station house, he waited till the dawn. And as they led him to the dock, he knew that he'd been wronged. "You stand accused of robbery," he heard the bailiff say. He knew without an alibi, tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom. Over the hills and far away, for ten long years he'll count the days. Over the mountains and the seas, a prisoner's life for him there'll be. He knew that it would cost him dear, but yet he dare not say. Just where he'd been that fateful night, a secret it must stay. He had to fight back tears of rage. His heart beat like a drum. For with the wife of his best friend, he spent his final night of freedom. Over the hills and far away, he swears he will return one day. Far from the mountains and the seas, back in her arms again he'll be. Over the hills and far away. Over the hills and, over the hills and, over the hills and far away. Each night within his prison cell, he looks out through the bars. He reads the letters that she wrote. One day he'll know the taste of freedom. Over the hills and far away, she prays he will return one day. As sure as the rivers reach the seas, back in his arms again she'll be. Over the hills and far away, he swears he will return one day. As sure as the river reach the seas, back in his arms is where she'll be. Over the hills and far away, she prays he will return one day. As sure as the rivers reach the sea, back in her arms is where he'll be. Over the hills, over the hills and far away. Over the hills, over the hills and far away.
They came for him one winter's night. Arrested, he was bound. They said there'd been a robbery, his pistol had been found. They marched him to the station house, he waited till the dawn. And as they led him to the dock, he knew that he'd been wronged. "You stand accused of robbery," he heard the bailiff say. He knew without an alibi, tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom. Over the hills and far away, for ten long years he'll count the days. Over the mountains and the seas, a prisoner's life for him there'll be. He knew that it would cost him dear, but yet he dare not say. Just where he'd been that fateful night, a secret it must stay. He had to fight back tears of rage. His heart beat like a drum. For with the wife of his best friend, he spent his final night of freedom. Over the hills and far away, he swears he will return one day. Far from the mountains and the seas, back in her arms again he'll be. Over the hills and far away. Over the hills and, over the hills and, over the hills and far away. Each night within his prison cell, he looks out through the bars. He reads the letters that she wrote. One day he'll know the taste of freedom. Over the hills and far away, she prays he will return one day. As sure as the rivers reach the seas, back in his arms again she'll be. Over the hills and far away, he swears he will return one day. As sure as the river reach the seas, back in his arms is where she'll be. Over the hills and far away, she prays he will return one day. As sure as the rivers reach the sea, back in her arms is where he'll be. Over the hills, over the hills and far away. Over the hills, over the hills and far away.
Nu är jag riktigt less på den här förbannade förkylningen. I två veckor har jag varit förkyld nu, och då har jag haft ont i halsen i kanske 11 av dom dagarna.... Det var några dagar i början av förra veckan som jag mådde bättre, och då gick jag såklart ut och krattade gården och var ute med hundarna i skogen och en massa sånt. Typiskt mig!
Men så ont i halsen som jag har haft nu, har jag aldrig haft tidigare. Hoppas verkligen inte att det är nån halsfluss på gång. :S
Nu sitter jag i alla fall och dricker min andra kopp te för ikväll, jag kommer väl få springa på toa hela natten bara för det. haha! :P
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Då är man tillbaka i stan igen då, efter några supermysiga dagar i h-dal hos min finaste.
Åkte på Arbetsförmedlingen det första jag gjorde när jag kom till stan, något som jag skulle ha gjort för länge sen. Men nu är det gjort i alla fall, och det känns jäkligt skönt. Nu ska jag fylla i lite papper som jag ska skicka till Unionen + att jag ska fixa lite arbetsintyg från Norge.
Jag och Nixon kom precis hem efter att ha varit en sväng på Tasseborg. :)
Ett nytt utställningskoppel, en leksak och lite levergodis inhandlades. Jag passade även på att väga Nixon när vi ändå var där, och nu väger "lillkillen" 19 kg!!! Sist jag vägde honom där så vägde han 14,5 kg. :P
Veijta och Nixon har fått en varsin ny bild på deras sidor.
Bilderna är tagna med mobilkamera, så det är inte bästa kvalitén. Bättre bilder kommer så småningom! :)
6 månader med älskling i morgon. ♥
Det firar vi ikväll med god mat, kalops och marängsviss!
Och mys såklart!!! ;)
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