Last week of holiday

So, it's our last week of this summer holiday, and it feels quite stressful. Wish we had more time for most things: more time to relax, more time to work (nothing new there, ha ha!), more time to spend with friends and family, more time to ourselves. More of everything, basically. These last few days have been very summery, though, which is really nice. Last week's rain didn't do much for our holiday mood. (Oh, how Swedish of me - to discuss the weather. According to Tim, the weather is one of two safe topics for conversation - the other one being dinner!)

Tim has been good, and has proof read most of his book. I have been less good, and has barely looked at my documents. I have, however, solved a load of crossword puzzles, which I claim is very good for my written Swedish - at least I'd like to think so... The last few days have also been spent in the company of friends with babies - and poor Tim has done his best to remind me of how stinky, noisy, messy etc. babies are. Ha ha! (And it is worth to note that Tim is a lot better with kids than I ever will be - well, I guess he can relate to it - being one himself!)

We are now in the summer house, together with my parents and my aunt and uncle. The have a dinner order, which means that each family takes care of the dinner every other night. Tim, the fool, suggested tonight that WE should cook tomorrow, being part of the household and all! Well, I should be fair and maybe mention that it was originally my idea - but the thought was that we would think of something to cook first. Now, we are really stuck, having promised four people to serve something really amazing tomorrow night... One of our (very few) specialities is lasagna, but both mum and uncle wont eat pasta, so such much for that. If I know us right, tomorrow will largely be spent hunting for recipies, and then panicking when we can't think of anything. Tomorrow night could be a very interesting evening...