Recent Distractions

Today I was on the bus just like any other day. When I go to work, I ride a bus for about 22 minutes, then hop off at the central station and jump on a train for 25 minutes. I then find another bus that will take me to my in-laws house, but thankfully that bus ride is only 10 minutes long. Door to door.. it takes about an hour and a half. Because there is a looot of walking involved. I use to hate it. Now that my body has adjusted to walking everywhere, I love it. If I were to drive to my in-laws it would only take 30 minutes! So crazy.

Anyways, as I was sitting on the bus home I was trying to relax after the busy day I had, by listening to music and looking at my phone. Like every other Swede does. I am not a Swede of course, but that part has definitely rubbed off on me. NO ONE talks to each other on the bus/train/tram. Unless you are with a friend of course! When Joel and I are together I feel so loud even whispering.

Sorry, that was another tangent.. I was on the bus just trying to get home, because who likes public transportation? When I suddenly realized how absorbed I was in technology. I was literally going back and forth between facebook, instagram, the blogs I follow, and the game Draw Something (thanks goes out to my sisters and my mom for always drawing something for me!)... and repeating the process. Does anyone else get so caught up in technology?? It kills me sometimes how addicted I am... how I can't go to bed without checking instagram. Joel makes fun of me aaall the time. Isn't that sad though? I don't know what I would do without my phone. I wonder how much happier I would be if we had less technology and distractions? If we had to pay for less, and how much stress that would release.

While I was sitting on the bus I realized all of this.. because I was so absorbed in technology I didn't realize there was an old and frail lady standing up, and everyone was too distracted to notice how unstable and frail she was. No one had given up a seat for this poor lady! By the time this all registered in my mind, a girl moved and offered her seat thankfully. It really stressed me out realizing how everyone was so into their phones, and myself included. Me... A healthy 22 year old girl too distracted by dumb technology to help an old lady out.

So, I stood up anyways because I didn't feel like sitting anymore, and I started to look at the people surrounding me. I saw a girl looking straight ahead and was smiling to herself, and I was so impressed because everyone else was frowning looking down at their phones.. and it really got me thinking, "I wonder what she is thinking about that makes her look so happy!" Then I started thinking about trials and hardships that everyone has in their lives. For some it might be death, money, drugs.. whatever the reason, everyone has something tough going on in their lives, as well as good things. Maybe this girl just got kissed by the man she loves? Who knows! All I know is we don't know what people are going through, and maybe that old lady was having a hard day! Then someone gave her their seat, and life got a bit better! Maybe that move made her day, because she really could have fallen at any moment and broken something.. she was that frail. So, maybe that person saved a life today?? ;) All I know is how determined I will be to pay more attention to others, because you never know what others are going through in their life.

That Awkward Moment When Your Cat Shoves Her Nose Up Your Nasal Passage

I am in the middle of attempting to watch Vampire Diaries, and it is taking foreverrrr to load. So, I thought why not write a blog post??

Now after the whole BYU application is done (for now hehe), our lives have slowed down a whole lot! Not too much going on that I can blog about, so sorry if I ramble or go off on random thoughts :)

So, I don't know if any of you know this... but I don't really cook haha. Joel usually does, because he likes it! Plus I get overwhelmed with everything in Swedish, so I let him work his magic. I LOVE everything Joel cooks! Well, except for one thing. Not too bad, eh? Only one thing I haven't liked, and we have been married almost 9 months! It works out great. He cooks, then I do dishes and clean up after everything! I am usually not in the mood to do dishes (who is, haha!) but it keeps me going knowing I have a loving husband that likes to cook. How many women can say that??!

Anyways, my mom and I are starting up this thing where we will cook together on skype! We tried once, and it was really fun actually. From going back and forth to, "Is this a small onion??" and trying to awkwardly show her over skype... and then comparing our bouillon sizes. Since this is an american recipe, it was also hard to convert everything to the wonderful metric system. In the past when my mom tried teaching me something about cooking, I always tried to avoid it because I wanted to procrastinate learning how to cook as long as possible, and now I am regretting it. (you were right mom!)
She taught me how to make Sweet Potato Soup. And it was DELICIOUS. I did burn the onions the first time I tried, but hey! I learned from my mistake.. Which my mom said, "Is sometimes the hardest way to learn!" This is the recipe, if anyone is interested :)

It took me a LOT longer to prep the food, just because I am so new at this! So it took me an hour and a half...

I also only had curry powder at home, so I didn't use cumin and it turned out just fine!

Sjuk

Ya know that morning where you wake up and your head says, "Don't get up or I will hurt you." Because you wake up sick. And your head still decides to hurt you no matter what, even if you lay still.

Yep. That was me this morning. Waking up sick is the worst.. or being sick at all! I was so looking forward to having a nice weekend, but my brain won't let me concentrate on more than one thing. If it lets me think of one thing at all. 

So we don't let Cheeto sleep in our room for obvious reasons.. Hair, noise, discomfort etc... And every morning she can sense when we are awake, even if we don't make any noise at all. She cries. And cries. And cries. Oh, did I mention she cries? And it kills me for two reasons: 1) because it is cute to hear her little half cries/meows and 2) it is kind of hilarious. How in the crap does she know we are awake??! But she loves us, and loves being with us. I think she misses us a lot during the night! Joel decided if Cheeto were to have a "love language", hers would be physical touch. She HAS to be touching us when she is asleep and when she wants to sit and relax. It is nice feeling loved by a sweet little kitty that can't really meow yet! Her poor little face when we have to close the door on her when saying goodnight... So sad :(

Video of cute Cheeto crying for us!

I have been reading a friend of mine's blog today, and she is good at keeping it updated about her family, house, baby etc... So, that got me in the mood to blog. And since I don't have a baby yet, I thought I would share those updates on Cheeto, since she is the closest thing to a baby right now haha!

Also, another fact about Cheeto. She is a girl kitty, and an orange tabby which is super rare! Usually a male is orange. A lady in church told me she told her mom that we had a girl orange tabby, and her mom said, "No way. That is impossible. She can't be a girl cat, that is absolutely impossible." I guess her mom works on a farm and knows her cats really well? Buuuut Cheeto is a girl, we promise. And can send pictures if she wants proof, haha!!

I looked it up on the internet... and it says this, "Orange tabbies are far more likely to be male, with an average ratio of 80 males to 20 females. The gene for red is carried on the X chromosome. Males have one X chromosome, while females have two. A male needs only one red gene to be an orange tabby. A female must inherit two red genes, one for each of her two X chromosomes."

Soooo I guess Cheeto is a rare kitty! Kinda cool :)

Also, one last thing I love that Cheeto does. Usually Joel gets home a little after me, and I have noticed she can tell when we are coming home. In our apartment building we have the outside door, then we walk up the stairs and our apartment is right there on the second floor. When she hears that door open downstairs, she freaks out because she knows someone is coming home. She sits up, and waits to hear for the key to open the door to our apartment. If she doesn't hear that key within a few minutes, she plops back down, usually on my Chest or lap. 
Now for a billion pictures, if you'd like to see our cute kitty.

Our first picture of baby Cheeto!

Watching us play Lego Star Wars ON Joel's foot

Her normal seat

My stalker

The time Cheeto was obsessed with the toilet. She jumped in before Joel could flush or close the toilet seat. Joel yells to me, "MOLLIE!!!! CHEETO JUMPED IN THE TOILET! And I didn't flush..." She only got her legs wet, so this pic was taken after we gave her a bath...

How most of my skype conversations go.

Caught in the act!!

Cheeto learned the hard way about playing with fire by burning off a bunch of her whiskers!

Curious lil buggar 

My stalker.. the usual

We call this stance the "creeper walk" where she arches her back like this and hops or runs toward us. 

She does THIS once in a while too.

Oh hello.

Joel making sure she gets strong. 

Creepin

And that everyone (who actually looked through all the pictures) is our cat in a nutshell.