I feel like I'm living in a black and white film. I miss colour. There are tiny signs of spring here, the birds are singing, icicles are forming and the snow is slowly sliding from the rooftops (hopefully not on me!) making scary noises as it slides down. We have been shrouded by fog all week and I'm wondering how those poor ski jumpers at the VM are managing to ski in this weather!
Last night we had dinner with Henrik's godparents and I was able to use my new found language skills which felt fantastic and I came home feeling very proud (men så sliten!)