Dancing in the rain. Brainfreeze. Burning.

I’ve been shamefully happy today. Going around singing, skipping, skidding, sliding, not jumping. It’s been one of those days where everything has been good, great or better. I think it started with the ice cream machine this morning.. I made Lemon sorbet, and couldn’t stop tasting it. Just one more spoon. I wrote a very long letter in reply of a even longer one. I went to work and had great fun.

Rain and snow and sleet and storm outside made the library empty and the few who braved the weather only made quick visits and then out into the storm again. Not much to do. I tried to do some Owl-paintings. Turned out moderate, the first one was real cute. At closing, I chose some really nice music. I have told you that 5 minutes before closing we put the music on to show everyone still there, that something is happening, please take notice. I chose an old favourite of mine. Magnus Uggla, a guy with loads of character and hilarious lyrics. Dancing around in the library, we closed up pretty fast.

After having a soda at the local snack bar whilst waiting for the bus, and writing another letter, I tried to convince a friend to join me in Japan for Christmas. And then went straight for my sorbet. And my Gawd was if yummy! Even if I got a huge brainfreeze in the middle, it was delicious! And now I’m going to try get the song of today out of my head. This one I’ve been humming all day long. Maybe I should consider why? Am I Darth Vader?

Lemons. Too many, or too few?

A few weeks (?) ago a friend was here. Or rather, many friends was here, but one on a more permanent basis since she slept on my floor. We bought lemons to make taco, and for me to have to a lemon meringue pie later, because, lemon meringue pie is the food for Queens.

It never happened. The pie. Time has flown by and I realised yesterday that I still had 7 lemons in my fridge. So I started to fantasise what to do with them. Too many for a pie, not enough for 2, and then I found a simple recipe for Limoncello that had the same amount of lemons that I needed to get rid off. So, yeah. Today I bought myself a vodka, and peeled the shit out of those lemons. And now it kind of looks like art. Something made for summer. And it’s going to stand there and look pretty all week. because it needs that amount of time to soak the lemons soul into the alcohol. My flat smells of lemons and summer.

And afterwards, I squeezed the juice out, and yeah.. I bought a ice-cream machine today. Kind on a whim. I don’t need one. But I remember the awesome taste of lemon sorbet that I made at new year from my cousins machine. And doing the Limoncello I’m going to have all the juice over. So I’m going to have lemon sorbet for breakfast tomorrow. Because.