Just an Ordinary Girl

March 27, 2008


Eden, age nine, while playing with these toys from her Kinderegg:

“I’m just an ordinary girl with ordinary dreams. I just want to win this nascar race and bring home a bag of gold to my man.”

Hmm. Is that an improvement from¬†this conversation at age six? I think so, maybe…


Catie in Action

March 27, 2008

Neil pointed out that our video links weren’t working. (Tak Neil!) We’ve got them up and running now. I warn you, only a grandparent is going to enjoy the second one! ūüôā To jump to the post, click here.

It’s a Pretty Nice Haircut

March 26, 2008


I braved the world of cross-cultural hairstyling yesterday and ended up with an accidental new look — darker color and heavy, straight across bangs. I kind of dig the bangs with my glasses….

Catie cried when she saw me and said “You aren’t my Mommy anymore.” Her sister pulled that on me once too when I got my nosed pierced, which in my opinion is a lot more subtle than a change in hairstyle. I supposed is karmic payback for the time my mom went from Marsha Brady to Mia Farrow and I lost it when she walked in the door. Reap it, sister!

Easter Sunday

March 23, 2008


Catie colors at the church house on Saturday. 

I’ve been a bit melancholy this past week. I’ve¬†missed seeing our¬†monkity monks pals around the long¬† long¬†Passover table (for Seder on Maunday Thursday.) We’ve missed hearing Pastor Ed bellow “He is Risen!” or going to the cathedral on the hill (St. Mark’s) and having the processional splash water on us to remind us of our baptism. And,¬†of course,¬†it seems odd to have a holiday like this without dragging Souren to my parent’s for barbeque and¬†egg hunts.¬†(Cate, our foodie, was bemoaning the lack of a second Easter basket at Gig Gig’s and Bompa’s.)

With Easter coming so early this¬†year, I didn’t¬†think to put our Passover things or the¬†kid’s¬†Easter baskets in our short-term supplies, and¬†the rest of our things are still languishing in customs. So the girls and I took the train to IKEA last week and bought¬†a big wicker bowl to serve as a communal¬†Easter basket.¬†They found it this morning in the broom closet with a vase of¬†daffodils in the center and candy treats all around.¬†¬†

The expat community at ICC took good care of us all throughout Holy Week. We went to a love feast at the church house on Thursday, then back again in the snow(!) for an egg hunt, songs, and stories on Saturday. This morning, in -3c and under sunny skies,¬†we took the bus to services at the kirke. As we were adding flowers to a wooden cross, one couple broke into a gorgeous song in one of the African languages. They sang the whole thing in a capella, complete with soulful harmonies. The slightly stiff congregation managed to clap along and the kids shook their noise makers, which they had been invited to bring for the Alleluias. I was ready to grab Miss Dee of Liberia right out¬†of her pew¬†so we could go dancing down the aisle, but much to my family’s relief the song ended before I could execute my I-used-to-be-a-Vineyardite plan.

 We went to the after-church kaffe hour and said goodbye to Luther and Lise, two quick friends we met our first week at ICC. We were instantly fond of them and will miss them now that their three month stay in CPH has ended.


At Fritizdjem, Eden made flowers out of ‘decorative paper napkins’ for our Easter table.

At home we lounged around before making steak-and-potato dinner (Eden’s choice) and eating strawberries for our Easter dessert.¬†We’ll be calling our family’s tonight, when they will be starting their Easter morn!

Happy Easter!

Things About Catie

March 23, 2008


Cate is such a character lately. Here she is in the shirt Daddy brought home from his biz trip to Florida. She struts around and poses in it.  You can watch the results here (the links now work):

2 Cute 

Or for a slightly more sacred moment, click below to hear her sing with the kids at ICC. (Videography by Eden.)

Palm Sunday “Special Music”

A Place to Call Home

March 14, 2008


clockwise from upper left: the property manager walks our balcony, our curving stairs, hip kitchen, tiny enclosed lift for four, sunny dinning room/sitting area, master bedroom (also has a juliette balcony), our living room under the skylights.

Okay, I am what you might call dripping with exhaustion, so this post will have no poetic flare, but we wanted to let you all know how the house hunting is going.

As our two months in our temporary flat comes to an end, we’ve been increasingly anxious about finding a new place. The relo specialist tells us every day how our budget is too low — even though we’re spending more on rent here than we were on our mortgage in Seattle. We are also frequently reminded how impossible it is to find an apartment that will allow a dog. This in spite of the fact that you can barely walk down the street without stepping in dog crap.

Paul’s in Florida this week, and the country pretty much shuts down all of next week for Easter, so I had to pick a place for us on my own. The relo person showed us 3 places that would work and we choose Danish modern with clean open spaces¬†over a charming¬†1800’s hygge home.

¬†Even after increasing our budget by several hundred kroner, we still couldn’t land a three bedroom and I’ll have to tuck my ‘studio’ into a corner of the living room. Still, I think we are going to like this place. It’s very mid-city, which Paul adores. (Walking downstairs in the morning to shop at the green grocer, taking the metro to work, etc.) The girls like that it’s on two floors — the bedrooms and 3/4 bath are on the main floor and the living room, dinning room, kitchen and 1/2 bath are on the second floor. [So rare to have two bathrooms — but still no tub ūüė¶ ] We’ve got a balcony that runs the entire length of the apartment, and our view is a little like the Step in Time song from Mary Poppins — all peaked roofs and smokestacks. I’m pretty sure Dick Van Dyck is going to prance over one of them any minute now. The white walls and light wood floors are very scandinavian, and the kitchen is surprisingly big for a CPH flat. Plus, the bright yellow-green sofa Paul has been craving at IKEA will look perfectly at home here.

Oh, and the best bit? It’s on the fifth floor, but there’s a ¬†tiny coat-closet sized lift so I don’t have to haul the groceries up the stairs.

We move the weekend of the 29th — provided our stuff clears customs on time. We’ve really enjoyed living in this neighborhood, and the thought of learning a new one feels daunting. But¬†a permanent place to sink into is much needed by all!


March 12, 2008


Eden making Auntie Beth’s famous zweibeck dinner rolls.

¬†If you read my other blog, you already know I was interviewed by blogger-and-nutritionist Elaine Eppler. She was interested in what I like to call Table Top Spirituality. If you’re interested, the interview is here.