I was supposed to drag myself into a bus and to the city and start my research today. But I don't quite see that happening... It's very hot in an exhausting way today, and it's only morning. They've promised around +30 Celsius and heavy thunder storms for the afternoon. (And people living in the rainy and chilly and always windy and downright miserable-weathered Ireland wonder how people can live in such an obviously icy place as Finland...) So my plans are pretty much just to stay at home wearing one of my age-old gigantic t-shirts that are worn so thin you can practically see my scars though it, drinking iced tea, eating strawberries straight from the garden, and exitedly waiting for the thunderstorm...

I felt so strange not having a ring in my finger that I've taken up wearing a replacement ring. A whitegold ring with little diamonds and some harrassingly large blue stone, which was given to my mother by her siblings when she turned 40. Apparently she doesn't care that much about the ring, as she gave it to me in spite of well knowing my record of breaking and loosing about 85% of all the jewelry I lay my hands on...

Oh, and yesterday I met my lovely wee nephew, in his mature age of 17 days. I think we will have a natural and informal relationship. The first thing he did as I held him for the first time was a poo, and a milky burp followed shortly. But, well, what can I say. He's the loveliest, smallest, cutest and most beautiful of babies ever.

How can anyone be as great and as terribly nerve-wrecking and irritating as the same time, as my mother is?!

before & after