<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499</id><updated>2012-02-14T20:25:20.301+01:00</updated><category term='Malmö'/><category term='Apartment'/><category term='Goodie'/><category term='Australia'/><category term='Advertisement'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='vappu'/><category term='Hilda'/><category term='Music video'/><category term='Skräddarby'/><category term='Team Clumsy'/><category term='Iceland'/><category term='Finland'/><category term='Kolding'/><category term='San Francisco'/><category term='Copenhagen'/><category term='Amager'/><category term='Concert'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Roskilde'/><category term='London'/><category term='newyear'/><category term='Strøget'/><category term='Ballerup'/><title type='text'>Milla ッ</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog containing thoughts and other short snippets of my life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>468</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-8932093345725551652</id><published>2012-02-14T20:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T20:25:20.310+01:00</updated><title type='text'>14th - Heart</title><content type='html'>Happy valentines day everyone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm celebrating tonight by going to a concert, Little Dragon, unfortunately without my valentine. But you could say I'm celebrating it the Finnish way instead, as friends day. I've already been for a coffee together with Kolla today and going for the concert together with Birna and Maggi. Wish I could have met each and everyone of my friends today. But to the rest of you, you're the best! I cherish every one of you! Thanks for being my friend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for you Niels, my dear valentine, I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-bKxvKTI_xt8/Tzq1G-4C-nI/AAAAAAAACDc/48cqthqJKIE/s640/blogger-image--638906930.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-bKxvKTI_xt8/Tzq1G-4C-nI/AAAAAAAACDc/48cqthqJKIE/s640/blogger-image--638906930.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-8932093345725551652?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/8932093345725551652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/14th-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8932093345725551652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8932093345725551652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/14th-heart.html' title='14th - Heart'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-bKxvKTI_xt8/Tzq1G-4C-nI/AAAAAAAACDc/48cqthqJKIE/s72-c/blogger-image--638906930.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-844136214323960588</id><published>2012-02-14T12:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T12:15:45.681+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilda's baby stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I think we're getting pretty ready with Niels concerning all the new investments you need to make in order to welcome a new family member. Some of the last things needed I bought during my trip to London such as feeding bottles. From the very start I've been set on these particular feeding bottles. Imagine that you can even have an opinion on what type of bottle you want to use! I'm amazed myself. But for some reason I wanted these Tommee Tippee bottles and no others. So now Hilda has a set of them waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwL6-qKCuKI/Tzo9gY8LD3I/AAAAAAAACDM/4oGIrW9uMwU/s1600/tommee-tippee-zuigflessen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwL6-qKCuKI/Tzo9gY8LD3I/AAAAAAAACDM/4oGIrW9uMwU/s320/tommee-tippee-zuigflessen.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I got a lot of other things in London as well such as some children's medicine I according to my sister needed because it's the best (called Calpol and apparently kids love it), some cream I absolutely needed to have according to every mother I've met recently etc. Feels so surreal shopping for all of these things as I still have yet to meet Hilda, but I'm sure I'll be happy to be well prepared with all these things when the day comes. After all I have no previous experience and all info is more than welcome!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We've also already bought a pram/stroller. I was amazed how much there is actually to think about when you buy one and it's a complete jungle out there with every manufacturer stating that their product is the best. If I hadn't got the help from my sister I would probably still be confused over which one to buy. But after going to multiple stores touching and trying and discussing me and Niels came to a decision. We've invested in this Mutsy combi-stroller below. Isn't it chic!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zJyFZeGwtNM/Tzo9hMWd9LI/AAAAAAAACDU/LXcSchKZFqA/s1600/mutsy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zJyFZeGwtNM/Tzo9hMWd9LI/AAAAAAAACDU/LXcSchKZFqA/s400/mutsy.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;And there is so many more things than just the looks I like about it. I don't know how much it interests you non-mums reading this blog but to mention a few... When Hilda get's older I just buy the following seatpiece and switch. Don't need to buy a complete new stroller. The cot is really high up compared to many other stroller, which my back will thank me for. Super easy to fold together and becomes small and compact. Has this really great shopping basket accessory which will come handy for us since we don't have a car to transport baby and food in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Can't wait to take Hilda out for a spin in it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-844136214323960588?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/844136214323960588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/hildas-baby-stuff.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/844136214323960588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/844136214323960588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/hildas-baby-stuff.html' title='Hilda&apos;s baby stuff'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwL6-qKCuKI/Tzo9gY8LD3I/AAAAAAAACDM/4oGIrW9uMwU/s72-c/tommee-tippee-zuigflessen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-3982820794872973423</id><published>2012-02-13T20:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T20:04:30.221+01:00</updated><title type='text'>13th - Blue</title><content type='html'>There is rarely something better than a blue sky. But today even though the sun is shining all I could think of was laying down my head on my pillow. I've already managed to take a little nap, now some dinner in between and then early to bed. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cVUgvqYc9kM/TzleuS47W6I/AAAAAAAACC8/nU3ZMJ2LVIE/s640/blogger-image--1731355759.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cVUgvqYc9kM/TzleuS47W6I/AAAAAAAACC8/nU3ZMJ2LVIE/s640/blogger-image--1731355759.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-MbSGFXV2pMA/TzlevDUaWxI/AAAAAAAACDE/LaPTT3LRVbY/s640/blogger-image--1699056376.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-MbSGFXV2pMA/TzlevDUaWxI/AAAAAAAACDE/LaPTT3LRVbY/s640/blogger-image--1699056376.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-3982820794872973423?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/3982820794872973423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/13th-blue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3982820794872973423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3982820794872973423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/13th-blue.html' title='13th - Blue'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cVUgvqYc9kM/TzleuS47W6I/AAAAAAAACC8/nU3ZMJ2LVIE/s72-c/blogger-image--1731355759.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-1718765421962636780</id><published>2012-02-13T00:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T00:56:48.396+01:00</updated><title type='text'>12th - Inside your closet</title><content type='html'>Just a quick post cause I'm almost already sleeping while writing this post. Just got home from London and its way past midnight. But I couldn't take today's picture until I managed to get home to my closet. But this is how my current closet looks like. Gigantic right? And half of it is Niels. But those times are soon over since we're moving to bigger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But good night from me!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VcdubFPLUQc/TzhRvvvEkXI/AAAAAAAACC0/Ih7vy2TJwWg/s640/blogger-image--1906558019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VcdubFPLUQc/TzhRvvvEkXI/AAAAAAAACC0/Ih7vy2TJwWg/s640/blogger-image--1906558019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-1718765421962636780?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1718765421962636780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/12th-inside-your-closet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1718765421962636780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1718765421962636780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/12th-inside-your-closet.html' title='12th - Inside your closet'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VcdubFPLUQc/TzhRvvvEkXI/AAAAAAAACC0/Ih7vy2TJwWg/s72-c/blogger-image--1906558019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-9221599083682217502</id><published>2012-02-11T22:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T22:51:42.421+01:00</updated><title type='text'>11th - Makes me happy</title><content type='html'>I can't get this down to just one photo so here's a couple of things that made me happy today;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Being stopped on the street by a casting agent telling me that I have that particular Dove face she's looking for. But then realizes that I'm pregnant and congratulates me and wishes me all the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Strolling around one of the many market places in London in good company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Candy in glass jars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Funky street art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Just being in London makes me happy. I'll never get tired of this city! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ubfaBRiZwZM/Tzbi3V3wnVI/AAAAAAAACCM/gacMbCvjVRY/s640/blogger-image-546570859.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ubfaBRiZwZM/Tzbi3V3wnVI/AAAAAAAACCM/gacMbCvjVRY/s640/blogger-image-546570859.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-gUKn44z_Xl4/Tzbi4XYl4oI/AAAAAAAACCU/L9pBae0zfEY/s640/blogger-image-951727381.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-gUKn44z_Xl4/Tzbi4XYl4oI/AAAAAAAACCU/L9pBae0zfEY/s640/blogger-image-951727381.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0qw0gF8Hb2s/Tzbi5YwHDJI/AAAAAAAACCc/CvrK66oa9kM/s640/blogger-image-379683627.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0qw0gF8Hb2s/Tzbi5YwHDJI/AAAAAAAACCc/CvrK66oa9kM/s640/blogger-image-379683627.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ebJosr2LkMU/Tzbi6o2JEFI/AAAAAAAACCk/0DaOWxjZATY/s640/blogger-image-803473827.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ebJosr2LkMU/Tzbi6o2JEFI/AAAAAAAACCk/0DaOWxjZATY/s640/blogger-image-803473827.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Jcn0F8GhAY/Tzbi7JQZN7I/AAAAAAAACCo/JqhTCf6aoCE/s640/blogger-image-725652368.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Jcn0F8GhAY/Tzbi7JQZN7I/AAAAAAAACCo/JqhTCf6aoCE/s640/blogger-image-725652368.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-9221599083682217502?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/9221599083682217502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/11th-makes-me-happy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/9221599083682217502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/9221599083682217502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/11th-makes-me-happy.html' title='11th - Makes me happy'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ubfaBRiZwZM/Tzbi3V3wnVI/AAAAAAAACCM/gacMbCvjVRY/s72-c/blogger-image-546570859.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-8153428008476712856</id><published>2012-02-10T22:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T22:26:27.919+01:00</updated><title type='text'>10th - Self portrait</title><content type='html'>I'm guessing you're expecting to see a full figure preggo picture today but unfortunately I'm saving that for another day. Instead I wanted to share this picture of Mickey feeling Hilda kick ;) &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-PdibOB5SyI4/TzWLgqjlLOI/AAAAAAAACCE/7ATjyHHg2e8/s640/blogger-image-423126893.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-PdibOB5SyI4/TzWLgqjlLOI/AAAAAAAACCE/7ATjyHHg2e8/s640/blogger-image-423126893.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-8153428008476712856?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/8153428008476712856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/10th-self-portrait.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8153428008476712856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8153428008476712856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/10th-self-portrait.html' title='10th - Self portrait'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-PdibOB5SyI4/TzWLgqjlLOI/AAAAAAAACCE/7ATjyHHg2e8/s72-c/blogger-image-423126893.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-8821659618704267517</id><published>2012-02-10T09:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T09:47:53.341+01:00</updated><title type='text'>9th - Front door</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-FuLC7H2OamM/TzTZtiPVVMI/AAAAAAAACB8/vWBJN90crxs/s640/blogger-image-1011678051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-FuLC7H2OamM/TzTZtiPVVMI/AAAAAAAACB8/vWBJN90crxs/s640/blogger-image-1011678051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-8821659618704267517?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/8821659618704267517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/9th-front-door.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8821659618704267517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8821659618704267517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/9th-front-door.html' title='9th - Front door'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-FuLC7H2OamM/TzTZtiPVVMI/AAAAAAAACB8/vWBJN90crxs/s72-c/blogger-image-1011678051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-2683661502953902319</id><published>2012-02-08T18:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T18:01:25.701+01:00</updated><title type='text'>8th - Sun</title><content type='html'>I'm really giving it my all to make these photo posts for each day! I was waiting all day for the sun to show itself from behind the clouds but with no luck. It's been a boring grey day. But I knew the sun is shining behind those clouds so... Had to get above the clouds to achieve a sunny picture. What don't u do for your dear blog readers ;). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm up here in the air I might as well swing by London for a long weekend trip for some shopping with my sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QyJD_6SCbe0/TzKqUwjJmQI/AAAAAAAACBs/QRICNUB22QQ/s640/blogger-image-1537421551.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QyJD_6SCbe0/TzKqUwjJmQI/AAAAAAAACBs/QRICNUB22QQ/s640/blogger-image-1537421551.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Yvi5Kcv2xWk/TzKqXz1McHI/AAAAAAAACB0/6PVWH6GRRXc/s640/blogger-image-1508964077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Yvi5Kcv2xWk/TzKqXz1McHI/AAAAAAAACB0/6PVWH6GRRXc/s640/blogger-image-1508964077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-2683661502953902319?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/2683661502953902319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/8th-sun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2683661502953902319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2683661502953902319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/8th-sun.html' title='8th - Sun'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QyJD_6SCbe0/TzKqUwjJmQI/AAAAAAAACBs/QRICNUB22QQ/s72-c/blogger-image-1537421551.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-1788534766855572669</id><published>2012-02-07T11:05:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T11:05:19.645+01:00</updated><title type='text'>7th - Button</title><content type='html'>My first thought with this header was my top button on my pants. Because not that long time ago I always had to unbutton it half way through the day since it simply was too tight around my stomach. But I can't use my old pants anymore. It's just too uncomfortable.  I could perhaps do it if I had really low cut jeans but I don't like showing off my buttcheecks every time I bend over so don't really have any low cut ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second thought when hearing button was my belly button. I can't recognize my own belly button anymore. I prefer not even looking at it because I think it's become so deformed. There's nothing horrible with it but I just prefer it looking like it used to. Hopefully when Hilda has arrived it will take back it's old shape and face inwards again :). To spare you how it looks like I've chosen not to show my belly button as todays button. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third thought coming to mind when thinking about button is snooze button. My absolute favorite button of all! A morning with no snooze is a bad start of a day for me. I'll walk around like a zombie all day if I don't get to press that little precious snooze button even once before getting out of bed. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-H-oUbLndlMc/TzD3Xv22rQI/AAAAAAAACBk/xPBfiOBDd_0/s640/blogger-image-1887403896.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-H-oUbLndlMc/TzD3Xv22rQI/AAAAAAAACBk/xPBfiOBDd_0/s640/blogger-image-1887403896.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-1788534766855572669?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1788534766855572669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/7th-button.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1788534766855572669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1788534766855572669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/7th-button.html' title='7th - Button'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-H-oUbLndlMc/TzD3Xv22rQI/AAAAAAAACBk/xPBfiOBDd_0/s72-c/blogger-image-1887403896.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-1373087827189605279</id><published>2012-02-06T21:59:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T21:59:25.353+01:00</updated><title type='text'>6th - Dinner</title><content type='html'>Unfortunately I have no crazy home made dinner I can show off today. But I did get to experience something fun though during dinner. Ate my first dinner at the new place. Since my mum is being wonder woman working there day and night I brought us some take away from WokShop. Nam! Recommend for those days you just don't feel like making dinner. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-nuFBfsVN0R8/TzA_KtyH9SI/AAAAAAAACBc/030Stym9isw/s640/blogger-image-870081069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-nuFBfsVN0R8/TzA_KtyH9SI/AAAAAAAACBc/030Stym9isw/s640/blogger-image-870081069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-1373087827189605279?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1373087827189605279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/6th-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1373087827189605279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1373087827189605279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/6th-dinner.html' title='6th - Dinner'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-nuFBfsVN0R8/TzA_KtyH9SI/AAAAAAAACBc/030Stym9isw/s72-c/blogger-image-870081069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-2735810123350800369</id><published>2012-02-05T10:27:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T10:27:22.850+01:00</updated><title type='text'>5th - 10am</title><content type='html'>Something happened during the night because Copenhagen woke up to a white landscape. It's beautiful weather outside with he sun shining and the ground sparkling. I'm just about to head off to go and meet Kolla and shortly after my mum is arriving. Shes coming over to help get our apartment gorgeous! Can't wait to see it done!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5BRdek78GBE/Ty5LeYjLPkI/AAAAAAAACBU/AxCJ_Zxp-cE/s640/blogger-image--1465230078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5BRdek78GBE/Ty5LeYjLPkI/AAAAAAAACBU/AxCJ_Zxp-cE/s640/blogger-image--1465230078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-2735810123350800369?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/2735810123350800369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/5th-10am.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2735810123350800369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2735810123350800369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/5th-10am.html' title='5th - 10am'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5BRdek78GBE/Ty5LeYjLPkI/AAAAAAAACBU/AxCJ_Zxp-cE/s72-c/blogger-image--1465230078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-3272751432718280161</id><published>2012-02-04T19:34:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T20:03:55.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>4th - A stranger</title><content type='html'>This stranger who's got a hairdo that reminds of my mums (looks better on my mum), works behind a counter at Torvehallerna. He sells some delicacies such as taramasalata, humus and feta cheese. Torvehallerna are located just a 10 min walk from our new place. On one hand I'm ecstatic about being able to get  great groceries just a short walk away. On the other hand this might ruin our economy :). &lt;br /&gt;Now I'm gonna throw a baguette in the oven and enjoy some taramasalata, olive tapenade and olives! Yum!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Rxx4ETPOaK8/Ty16Rfxy9XI/AAAAAAAACBM/U81-BfLaK-8/s640/blogger-image-1668675330.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Rxx4ETPOaK8/Ty16Rfxy9XI/AAAAAAAACBM/U81-BfLaK-8/s640/blogger-image-1668675330.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-3272751432718280161?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/3272751432718280161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/4th-stranger.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3272751432718280161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3272751432718280161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/4th-stranger.html' title='4th - A stranger'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Rxx4ETPOaK8/Ty16Rfxy9XI/AAAAAAAACBM/U81-BfLaK-8/s72-c/blogger-image-1668675330.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-3353936666459573568</id><published>2012-02-03T20:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T20:21:37.235+01:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd - Hands</title><content type='html'>If I could choose something to do with my hands right now it would be to get to hold Hilda. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-l78-JL_Ffws/Tywzv9skMkI/AAAAAAAACA8/5c_n2I9Oe6g/s640/blogger-image--1848917995.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-l78-JL_Ffws/Tywzv9skMkI/AAAAAAAACA8/5c_n2I9Oe6g/s640/blogger-image--1848917995.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-3353936666459573568?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/3353936666459573568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/hands.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3353936666459573568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3353936666459573568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/hands.html' title='3rd - Hands'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-l78-JL_Ffws/Tywzv9skMkI/AAAAAAAACA8/5c_n2I9Oe6g/s72-c/blogger-image--1848917995.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-777797883920748488</id><published>2012-02-02T13:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T13:36:26.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd - Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Words.... that's a though one. But when I think of all the different words shuffling through my head these days one of the big ones reappearing all the time must be "home". Surprise! Bet u didn't see that one coming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--GCFNSUFChE/TyqBHiaL5xI/AAAAAAAACAs/W1sYdT8G2vA/s640/blogger-image-1982500650.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--GCFNSUFChE/TyqBHiaL5xI/AAAAAAAACAs/W1sYdT8G2vA/s400/blogger-image-1982500650.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But I've heard that when you start reaching your end of your pregnancy you start nesting and preparing your home for a new family member. And we've got a long way to go still before I'd like to invite Hilda to her first place she'll call home. (S)he'll never know of all the problem we had to go through to get this place. Or perhaps we'll remind him/her of it all the time... that ever repeating story. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;By the way, I've gotta mention one thing. I really can't hide my belly anymore I guess. On the metro on my way home yesterday I was offered a seat. First time. I politely declined and blushed a bit. But soon I will probably take the offer because I have a nerve in my lower back/buttocks which has started acting up and can suddenly start hurting like crazy. Guess it's my ischia's nerve getting squeezed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But I can't believe how we were able to keep it from the bank employer that I was pregnant. Well to his defense I was wearing a poncho and pretty much looked like a mobile tent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-777797883920748488?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/777797883920748488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/2nd-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/777797883920748488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/777797883920748488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/2nd-words.html' title='2nd - Words'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--GCFNSUFChE/TyqBHiaL5xI/AAAAAAAACAs/W1sYdT8G2vA/s72-c/blogger-image-1982500650.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-2406887219168974166</id><published>2012-02-02T09:54:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T10:08:54.476+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My new route to work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I got to try to walk to work today for the first time from our new place in the morning. I had to open the door this morning for the guy coming doing our floors and by the time I was leaving I realized that it'll be at approximately the exact time I would probably have to leave to be on time for work. To my big joy I realized that the days it's sunny I'll have the sun shining in my face. A nice sun-treatment to wake up to :). &lt;br /&gt;I can definitely get used to this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XsnXuxR3Hgc/TypPXHPLSxI/AAAAAAAACAk/V37qQjw9IpQ/s640/blogger-image--808460598.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XsnXuxR3Hgc/TypPXHPLSxI/AAAAAAAACAk/V37qQjw9IpQ/s640/blogger-image--808460598.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Picture taken at 8.30 in the morning, just besides the Botanical Garden. Each day the sun of course will be a bit higher up as we draw closer to summer. Talking about summer, can't wait! It was -8 degrees this morning which feels really cold here in Denmark due to the humidity. My face felt frozen by the time I reached the office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;One more thing... If you want to make a handyman happy, buy him something little to drink/eat for while he works. I quickly picked up a croissant from the bakery and a soda + juice while heading over to meet the "floor guy" this morning. And he seemed to have gotten really happy about it. "For meee? Thank you!". I just thought that perhaps it could be nice to have something while working in a completely empty apartment. My logic is that a happy worker = good work. Let's wait and see the result. Latest Saturday morning everything will be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-2406887219168974166?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/2406887219168974166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-new-route-to-work.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2406887219168974166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2406887219168974166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-new-route-to-work.html' title='My new route to work'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XsnXuxR3Hgc/TypPXHPLSxI/AAAAAAAACAk/V37qQjw9IpQ/s72-c/blogger-image--808460598.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-7970854126521243075</id><published>2012-02-01T16:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T16:11:46.968+01:00</updated><title type='text'>We have the keys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;It's official, we have the keys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4Cg8WdxE4CE/TylWDGhhdxI/AAAAAAAACAc/ShdgY6EYg9g/s640/blogger-image--767779775.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4Cg8WdxE4CE/TylWDGhhdxI/AAAAAAAACAc/ShdgY6EYg9g/s640/blogger-image--767779775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually got them already yesterday even though today is the official day we take over the apartment. It was so nice turning the key and imagining that soon this place will be our home. Even though the apartment is in good shape there are a few things we'll fix before moving in. Tomorrow at 8 I have to go and open the door for a guy coming fixing the floor. Nothing big but just giving it a new fresh look. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-7970854126521243075?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/7970854126521243075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/we-have-keys.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/7970854126521243075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/7970854126521243075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/02/we-have-keys.html' title='We have the keys!'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4Cg8WdxE4CE/TylWDGhhdxI/AAAAAAAACAc/ShdgY6EYg9g/s72-c/blogger-image--767779775.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-5007064724754991494</id><published>2012-02-01T14:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T13:36:38.914+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1st - My view today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;This is what I would like my view to be today, looking out the window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-nttSw-2ow-8/TylDd5fVbRI/AAAAAAAACAU/mKpM5C5v-h0/s640/blogger-image-1416151284.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-nttSw-2ow-8/TylDd5fVbRI/AAAAAAAACAU/mKpM5C5v-h0/s640/blogger-image-1416151284.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I've got a lot of work to do so this is more realistically depicting my view of today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HHlLc2VzBcg/TylDakyuQ0I/AAAAAAAACAM/6YAyCzFvWiE/s640/blogger-image-190804234.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HHlLc2VzBcg/TylDakyuQ0I/AAAAAAAACAM/6YAyCzFvWiE/s640/blogger-image-190804234.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-5007064724754991494?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/5007064724754991494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-view-today-1st.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/5007064724754991494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/5007064724754991494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-view-today-1st.html' title='1st - My view today'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-nttSw-2ow-8/TylDd5fVbRI/AAAAAAAACAU/mKpM5C5v-h0/s72-c/blogger-image-1416151284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-541398757456650631</id><published>2012-01-31T11:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T23:07:28.430+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo-a-day challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm gonna try this "Photo A Day" challenge during February month. It's a good month to give it a first try as it is as well the shortest month of the year. Maybe I then will be able to make it... Thought it could be fun posting about some predefined post-headers to get some new fresh ideas on blog posts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CSD9h9KfIhc/Tye9QlRqb0I/AAAAAAAACAE/zfuIxq39XLU/s1600/photo+challenge+520x520.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CSD9h9KfIhc/Tye9QlRqb0I/AAAAAAAACAE/zfuIxq39XLU/s400/photo+challenge+520x520.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole this idea from &lt;a href="http://sortofpink.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sort Of Pink&lt;/a&gt;, a blog which I follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-541398757456650631?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/541398757456650631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/photo-day-challenge.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/541398757456650631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/541398757456650631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/photo-day-challenge.html' title='Photo-a-day challenge'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CSD9h9KfIhc/Tye9QlRqb0I/AAAAAAAACAE/zfuIxq39XLU/s72-c/photo+challenge+520x520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-3084774889112116781</id><published>2012-01-31T09:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T10:22:48.897+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Romantic weekend pt.3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There is happening so many things right now that I dont have time to blog about everything. But first things first. I just wanted to post part 3 of our romantic weekend at the Hilton's. It was really nice and we've agreed that this is something we should continue doing with Niels, even when Hilda has arrived. There is just something about white wrinkle-free hotel sheets, big bathrobes and the thought of not needing to take care of anything yourself that just soothes my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But when we move in to our new place I'm assuming it will feel like being on vacation for starters. Suddenly introducing a laundry machine in the comfort of our home... A dishwasher... No need to transform the bed in to a sofa everyday... ahh.. the luxury of big loans and new apartment :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But back to the hotel visit. It was recently Kolla's birthday so funny enough Mikkel had bought them a hotel night as well from Saturday to Sunday. And this was pure coincidence! For real!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But since Mikkel works at Hilton he gets a niiice discount so the four of us went for a double-date-dinner to the Hotel restaurant. It's seldom I can afford going out eating four course dinners so I simply had to take a photo and share each dish. Bare with me... there is just photos of food coming up. Hopefully you're not hungry reading this ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For starters we got scallops in some sort of smokey chickenfumet. When the lid was opened an aroma-rich smoke oozed out which really got your hunger going.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-t6O28MZuIHk/TyeseSzE63I/AAAAAAAAB_E/NERhYd7g7cA/s640/blogger-image--2125087191.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-t6O28MZuIHk/TyeseSzE63I/AAAAAAAAB_E/NERhYd7g7cA/s400/blogger-image--2125087191.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For second starters we got some smoked salmon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-96T1lMeSItY/Tyeshb-FZJI/AAAAAAAAB_M/Nap8Zupo8Nw/s640/blogger-image-1753458291.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-96T1lMeSItY/Tyeshb-FZJI/AAAAAAAAB_M/Nap8Zupo8Nw/s400/blogger-image-1753458291.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Main course a big juicy steak. My stomach went in to a bit of shock I think after eating this. It's seldom these days I eat a big piece of good meat. But oh it is good once in a while!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-nTr3E0ifqjo/TyesiLA-T3I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/Js99bab6kHM/s640/blogger-image-1507138243.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-nTr3E0ifqjo/TyesiLA-T3I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/Js99bab6kHM/s400/blogger-image-1507138243.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And finally for dessert some yoghurt-mousse-whitechocolate-pear combo dish... Good but disappeared from the plate far too quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--R08z-Acnuk/Tyes-wTl0YI/AAAAAAAAB_s/HFFkEC4Ubis/s640/blogger-image--982472358.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--R08z-Acnuk/Tyes-wTl0YI/AAAAAAAAB_s/HFFkEC4Ubis/s400/blogger-image--982472358.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Of course the lucky three others took a wine menu alongside the food. I had the luxury of mineral water. So after we rolled up back to our hotel rooms, some a bit tipsy and some not, I crawled in to bed and continued with the leftover of my alcohol free bubbly. I had corked the bottle earlier while I was taking a loooong bath and reading a gossip magazine. I really felt like a million dollars laying there in the bathtub with a glass of bubbly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cpNSjwBLPSk/TyesjimkVZI/AAAAAAAAB_g/vCIzZtI6-wU/s640/blogger-image--15009370.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cpNSjwBLPSk/TyesjimkVZI/AAAAAAAAB_g/vCIzZtI6-wU/s400/blogger-image--15009370.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Can't really refer to it as winter wonderland. But we woke up on Sunday to a much whiter Copenhagen. Looks kind of cosy but the stupid wind has made it freezing cold to be outside. Since the water never freezes over here it feels much colder here than back in colder Helsinki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-n-VrbuhZCbc/TyesixKbKgI/AAAAAAAAB_c/l275rNOjoZE/s640/blogger-image-28960783.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-n-VrbuhZCbc/TyesixKbKgI/AAAAAAAAB_c/l275rNOjoZE/s640/blogger-image-28960783.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ok last picture of food for this blog post... The splendid breakfast... I could have sat there forever. It actually ended up with that I was the last one sitting there. The others withdrew back to their rooms before needed to check out for a extra nap while I enjoyed a second and third portion of this yumminess.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-az1oYa0C1Ic/Tyes_jVOkII/AAAAAAAAB_w/zeTgJuX69Yc/s640/blogger-image-221902518.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-az1oYa0C1Ic/Tyes_jVOkII/AAAAAAAAB_w/zeTgJuX69Yc/s400/blogger-image-221902518.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, back to work for me... hopefully it's lunchtime soon cause I got really hungry writing this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-3084774889112116781?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/3084774889112116781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/romantic-weekend-pt3.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3084774889112116781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3084774889112116781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/romantic-weekend-pt3.html' title='Romantic weekend pt.3'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-t6O28MZuIHk/TyeseSzE63I/AAAAAAAAB_E/NERhYd7g7cA/s72-c/blogger-image--2125087191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-7820140301063886186</id><published>2012-01-28T16:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T16:51:14.837+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Romantic weekend pt.2</title><content type='html'>We're really recharging our batteries and making sure that we don't get stressed about anything. We've started today with the excellent hotel breakfast. Long time I've had this good breakfast. There was everything I wanted and even more. Anything from scrambled eggs to muffins to fresh fruit and everything in between. I'm already looking forward to tomorrow when I get I have it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day has then been spent on walking around Field's shopping mall and looking at interiors for our new place. I think we've even managed to come to a common agreement of what sofa we want. Even agreed on the color! And no, this time around it wasn't me coming with the suggestion and Niels agreeing. Quite the opposite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rounded up the day down town by going voting in the second round of the  presidential elections. Now sitting in our hotel room waiting for the bathtub to fill up so I can soak myself in more relaxation with a gossip magazine. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nMaFNmPUh-o/TyQZWgdk5VI/AAAAAAAAB-k/_9gABJgoQsU/s640/blogger-image--1711332035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nMaFNmPUh-o/TyQZWgdk5VI/AAAAAAAAB-k/_9gABJgoQsU/s640/blogger-image--1711332035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vg0DVX5ahR4/TyQZbR-RegI/AAAAAAAAB-s/bDunzOzPJvk/s640/blogger-image--920031430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vg0DVX5ahR4/TyQZbR-RegI/AAAAAAAAB-s/bDunzOzPJvk/s640/blogger-image--920031430.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lSBbdAD1cqg/TyQZb3yc1rI/AAAAAAAAB-w/sKez2jv5nbA/s640/blogger-image--1750657297.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lSBbdAD1cqg/TyQZb3yc1rI/AAAAAAAAB-w/sKez2jv5nbA/s640/blogger-image--1750657297.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jhUgDrECMMo/TyQZcZVXYaI/AAAAAAAAB-4/MvcP9bVGeMY/s640/blogger-image-833401599.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jhUgDrECMMo/TyQZcZVXYaI/AAAAAAAAB-4/MvcP9bVGeMY/s640/blogger-image-833401599.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-7820140301063886186?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/7820140301063886186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/romantic-weekend-pt2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/7820140301063886186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/7820140301063886186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/romantic-weekend-pt2.html' title='Romantic weekend pt.2'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nMaFNmPUh-o/TyQZWgdk5VI/AAAAAAAAB-k/_9gABJgoQsU/s72-c/blogger-image--1711332035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-4748922232592886058</id><published>2012-01-27T22:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T22:02:31.080+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Romantic get-away close by</title><content type='html'>Niels and me are spending a romantic weekend but very close by. Actually just a stone throw away from where we live. We've checked in to Hilton which is located just next to the airport. And its soooo nice! Just something we needed after all this apartment madness. A relaxing weekend away from anything that could remind us of stress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've just been to the movies to see the latest Mission Impossible. Pretty much what I expected. Full of action with quite the loose plot. But it was perfect, just what I was in the mood for. I was surprised though to see Samuli Edelmann in it. Hadn't heard he was gonna feature in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're heading back to the hotel and this is what is waiting for us. A little welcome treat (I wanted to save it for when we get relaxed and curled up in bed). Bathrobes and slippers. And there's a bathtub! I'm so gonna soak myself in a long hot bath with something good to read and test if their shampoos and etc are any good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weekend as well!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-O7wPLSCiHeg/TyMQUHwlSvI/AAAAAAAAB-M/KUBDroCZiHc/s640/blogger-image--1899891730.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-O7wPLSCiHeg/TyMQUHwlSvI/AAAAAAAAB-M/KUBDroCZiHc/s640/blogger-image--1899891730.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Vb7ybNek_Fg/TyMQU-9FK-I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/YqrF3Mto-iI/s640/blogger-image--1705183966.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Vb7ybNek_Fg/TyMQU-9FK-I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/YqrF3Mto-iI/s640/blogger-image--1705183966.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4yKgcYeJCLg/TyMQWPFVU3I/AAAAAAAAB-c/SY5lhRZ68ms/s640/blogger-image-1545893389.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4yKgcYeJCLg/TyMQWPFVU3I/AAAAAAAAB-c/SY5lhRZ68ms/s640/blogger-image-1545893389.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-4748922232592886058?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/4748922232592886058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/romantic-get-away-close-by.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/4748922232592886058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/4748922232592886058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/romantic-get-away-close-by.html' title='Romantic get-away close by'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-O7wPLSCiHeg/TyMQUHwlSvI/AAAAAAAAB-M/KUBDroCZiHc/s72-c/blogger-image--1899891730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-8785033827118916839</id><published>2012-01-26T14:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T14:35:28.187+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Oh my! I've got the biggest smile on my face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F I N A L L Y ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apartment is ours! We have secured our loan so there is nothing that can go wrong now. We just need to sign the papers, but as we've locked it down we are bound to sign it. We've made a commitment to the bank... A long awaited commitment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can finally breath out, jump up and down of joy and scream "We're moving next week!!" Imagine that! Next week! I've just spoken to the real estate agent and we'll be getting our keys on Tuesday. Oh that magical feeling of turning the key the first time to our very own apartment...! *Suck*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to get back to work. If I can concentrate... and stay away from surfing the web... All I want to do now is daydream myself away to our new place and imagine what color we should paint the walls or what type of sofa we should buy. I'll just have to control myself and wait until the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;So back to work for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-8785033827118916839?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/8785033827118916839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/finally.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8785033827118916839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8785033827118916839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/finally.html' title='FINALLY!'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-7382979406604562934</id><published>2012-01-25T23:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T23:16:09.826+01:00</updated><title type='text'>View from above</title><content type='html'>You might ask what this beautiful artistic image is. Well it is the view which greets me every time I look down. It's all going so fast that I'm not used to looking at myself looking like this. When I undress myself in the evenings and happen to see myself in the mirror I laugh out loud at this bump I have growing. I simply can't get used to it! I think Niels might get tired of me soon saying "look at my belly! I'm pregnant! Don't u think it's grown massively fast!" since I say it pretty much every evening. And my belly isn't even THAT big yet. There is plenty of time for it to quadruple in size!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FMdzDQuhNbY/TyB_KF4tpEI/AAAAAAAAB98/yrZxgB-FUXQ/s640/blogger-image-89171367.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FMdzDQuhNbY/TyB_KF4tpEI/AAAAAAAAB98/yrZxgB-FUXQ/s640/blogger-image-89171367.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-7382979406604562934?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/7382979406604562934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/view-from-above.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/7382979406604562934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/7382979406604562934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/view-from-above.html' title='View from above'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FMdzDQuhNbY/TyB_KF4tpEI/AAAAAAAAB98/yrZxgB-FUXQ/s72-c/blogger-image-89171367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-5485601754280823978</id><published>2012-01-23T18:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T18:25:22.993+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud as proud can be!</title><content type='html'>We haven't really heard anything new about the apartment stuff but hopefully tomorrow... &lt;br /&gt;But instead Niels got some other news today... drumroll... He got an article accepted for a journal! Nice with some good news for a change, and I'm so proud of him! He's celebrating with some wine and I'm watching him celebrate with some wine. (Lucky for me is that I don't have any cravings for redwine so I'm not even jealous).&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting really hungry because the apartment smells of chili con carne which is simmering on the stove. Nice coming home later than your partner and there is food already in the making!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats again Niels! He's a hard worker so he deserves it. Even now he's sitting working and I'm just lazy watching tv :)&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-FqyiiUbCWYI/Tx2YAcCm2pI/AAAAAAAAB90/uQ2TWMv-s-E/s640/blogger-image--288835346.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-FqyiiUbCWYI/Tx2YAcCm2pI/AAAAAAAAB90/uQ2TWMv-s-E/s640/blogger-image--288835346.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-5485601754280823978?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/5485601754280823978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/proud-as-proud-can-be.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/5485601754280823978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/5485601754280823978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/proud-as-proud-can-be.html' title='Proud as proud can be!'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-FqyiiUbCWYI/Tx2YAcCm2pI/AAAAAAAAB90/uQ2TWMv-s-E/s72-c/blogger-image--288835346.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-2701657757034052828</id><published>2012-01-21T21:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T21:22:23.427+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Apartment headache</title><content type='html'>Since I posted about our new apartment I've had both laughs and tears regarding it. It's been the longest and hardest and biggest roller coaster purchase of my life! It's less than 2 weeks until we're supposed to move in and we don't know for sure that we got it... Hopefully though, as it seems like now, we'll sign the final papers on Monday. The problem has never been our economy, it's just the banks that are freaking out and keeps on surprising us with bad news in the last seconds. There is just a massive housing crisis and on top of that a bank crisis that we are just caught in the middle of. But hopefully in the start of next week I can announce that me an Niels are poor loan takers with a new place to move in to :). &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-2701657757034052828?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/2701657757034052828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/apartment-headache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2701657757034052828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2701657757034052828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/apartment-headache.html' title='Apartment headache'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-4118210762265994041</id><published>2012-01-20T16:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T16:46:31.215+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolutely average</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;If there is a time to be completely average seen in a positive light it's now. Went to the doctors today and everything was just average average normal and average. I'm neither bigger or smaller, lighter or heavier than you should be in week 26.&lt;br /&gt;Well actually one thing, I think my blood pressure could be a bit lower than it was but they said it was all normal...&lt;br /&gt;So nothing more to report than me and Hilda are doing just.... average... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-4118210762265994041?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/4118210762265994041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/absolutely-average.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/4118210762265994041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/4118210762265994041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/absolutely-average.html' title='Absolutely average'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-2580825109056671894</id><published>2012-01-19T22:38:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T22:38:08.131+01:00</updated><title type='text'>100 days and counting...</title><content type='html'>Today it's only 100 days until my due date! Can u believe that! Time is going so quickly now! 100 days ahead of me means I have whopping 180 days behind me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we know it Niels and me will have become a family of three. And we couldn't be more exited. We weren't gonna buy that much babystuff but I think we've got most of the things we want now. A big load from my sister, the "mum-box" from Finland, a changing table for x-mas present and yesterday got a crib. Now the only thing we need is a stroller. Which we already know which one to get :). Just gotta swing that magical plastic card. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a today's-picture of my moominbelly. 25+5, 100 days to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-We192P9SFVs/TxiNOHex9RI/AAAAAAAAB9k/32JevXXsma8/s640/blogger-image-2137688823.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-We192P9SFVs/TxiNOHex9RI/AAAAAAAAB9k/32JevXXsma8/s640/blogger-image-2137688823.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Z9JUr5JPF10/TxiNPkAd__I/AAAAAAAAB9s/z6sKWnDbH5A/s640/blogger-image-1917607488.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Z9JUr5JPF10/TxiNPkAd__I/AAAAAAAAB9s/z6sKWnDbH5A/s640/blogger-image-1917607488.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-2580825109056671894?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/2580825109056671894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/100-days-and-counting.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2580825109056671894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2580825109056671894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/100-days-and-counting.html' title='100 days and counting...'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-We192P9SFVs/TxiNOHex9RI/AAAAAAAAB9k/32JevXXsma8/s72-c/blogger-image-2137688823.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-8371553332982308297</id><published>2012-01-18T22:49:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:49:24.231+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No more space</title><content type='html'>It feels like my stomach can't stretch anymore. It's reached its limit. &lt;br /&gt;I know this is not the case though. There is plenty of growing still ahead. But it really feels like it doesn't want to give way for Hilda. I feel overly bloated and I've noticed that Hilda has stopped being as active as (s)he was last week. Now it's more of tumbling around pushing all sorts of nerves uncomfortably. &lt;br /&gt;Got a doctors appointment on Friday, finally. Feels like I haven't been to one for ages. Well, it'll be almost two months since my last visit. Going to be interesting to step on a scale and overall hear if my diet has been good enough. No clue if I have enough iron and all those other values in place. &lt;br /&gt;But taken everything in to consideration still feeling pretty good. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-8371553332982308297?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/8371553332982308297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-more-space.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8371553332982308297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8371553332982308297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-more-space.html' title='No more space'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-5909266119775132090</id><published>2012-01-16T21:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:00:44.233+01:00</updated><title type='text'>All hope gone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I have to just admit it, there is no longer any hope for my cactus. It got thrown in the trash today... Wasn't a pretty sights coming to work today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-QHCRMV1mq2I/TxSLGiMSHmI/AAAAAAAAB9M/4j9qoorkO-Y/s640/blogger-image--1592650755.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-QHCRMV1mq2I/TxSLGiMSHmI/AAAAAAAAB9M/4j9qoorkO-Y/s320/blogger-image--1592650755.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home from work today I came across this guy on the metro. That must be the coolest outfit I've seen for a while. My OnePiece is nothing compared to that! I respect people who haven't gotten affected by how the society tells u to dress. He probably thinks that this outfit is warm and comfy and sees nothing wrong with it. And to top it all off, wearing a leather cowboy hat. Respect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Z7Timj-xzqg/TxSLGCHV1JI/AAAAAAAAB9I/KyW3YNP_uZE/s640/blogger-image-1770865453.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Z7Timj-xzqg/TxSLGCHV1JI/AAAAAAAAB9I/KyW3YNP_uZE/s400/blogger-image-1770865453.jpg" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For lunch today at work we were supposed to have mushroom risotto and my mouth started to water. Love risotto! To my MASSIVE disappointment the risotto was basically plain boiled dry rice with a hint of sliced tasteless mushrooms. I knew the only way to treat my cravings was to make some real risotto when I got home. Tried out a different recipy this time, bacon and Gorgonzola. Warmly recommend! D.e.l.i.c.i.o.u.s.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Fq3o7l2vlnU/TxSLHB2MLlI/AAAAAAAAB9U/pSCvq5z8K0w/s640/blogger-image--269941237.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Fq3o7l2vlnU/TxSLHB2MLlI/AAAAAAAAB9U/pSCvq5z8K0w/s640/blogger-image--269941237.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-5909266119775132090?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/5909266119775132090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/halloj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/5909266119775132090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/5909266119775132090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/halloj.html' title='All hope gone...'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-QHCRMV1mq2I/TxSLGiMSHmI/AAAAAAAAB9M/4j9qoorkO-Y/s72-c/blogger-image--1592650755.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-7390960498177567696</id><published>2012-01-16T10:58:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:58:59.895+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid allergies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I was so relaxed Saturday evening when I wrote my previous post. The apartment was cleaned, the laundry done, pancake smell in the apartment...&lt;br /&gt;But... Every time we do a bit bigger cleaning at home my allergy hits me really bad. We took all our blankets and pillows outside for the day, vacuum cleaned the whole bed, both underneath and on top, removed dust from shelves etc. Sunday morning I woke up with a clogged nose, sneezing like there is no tomorrow and a headache. Always the same story when cleaning... Seems kind of ironic doesn't it? Removing the dust should get rid of the symptoms. Well today it's probably gonna be nice coming home when all the dust flying around has settled down and I no longer breath it all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like rudolf sitting here at work. Didn't have any soft tissues at home yesterday and have had to blow my nose in toilet paper. Works fine at start but after a while even the softest toilet paper starts feeling like sandpaper. Should probably go via the store on my way home and get myself a box of Kleenex or something. Can't wait to get back home today and crawl in to bed. I feel like a major flue has hit me and drained all my energy... but I know that it's just my silly allergy and I'll probably wake up tomorrow feeling nice and energetic again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-7390960498177567696?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/7390960498177567696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/stupid-allergies.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/7390960498177567696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/7390960498177567696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/stupid-allergies.html' title='Stupid allergies'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-1684625270147766318</id><published>2012-01-14T23:43:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T23:44:23.196+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Super relaxed</title><content type='html'>So far this Saturday has been everything I hoped for. A relaxing day at home, refueling my energy. It's all been about good food in good company, that is Niels and Hilda :). &lt;br /&gt;And we've certainly had the pleasure of Hilda. (S)he's been awake for most of the day. Making my belly move around as I write this. It's almost becoming too much :)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Hilda is on a sugar rush so I can only blame myself I guess. To top the day off I made some pancakes not that long ago. Mmm... Pancakes with banana and chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're having a great weekend as well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zsGZgTOH7iU/TxIFDgHpWRI/AAAAAAAAB84/9zwHOacTM9g/s640/blogger-image--2099543794.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zsGZgTOH7iU/TxIFDgHpWRI/AAAAAAAAB84/9zwHOacTM9g/s640/blogger-image--2099543794.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xtnKpijvGEs/TxIFEIwQqHI/AAAAAAAAB88/a_TK_flYrTk/s640/blogger-image--1486471381.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xtnKpijvGEs/TxIFEIwQqHI/AAAAAAAAB88/a_TK_flYrTk/s640/blogger-image--1486471381.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-1684625270147766318?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1684625270147766318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/super-relaxed.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1684625270147766318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1684625270147766318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/super-relaxed.html' title='Super relaxed'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zsGZgTOH7iU/TxIFDgHpWRI/AAAAAAAAB84/9zwHOacTM9g/s72-c/blogger-image--2099543794.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-6346468414480986239</id><published>2012-01-13T12:54:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T12:54:50.452+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Elections</title><content type='html'>Feel like I've fulfilled my duties as a Finnish citizen as I have just cast my vote for the presidential elections at the Finnish embassy. Couldn't be more convenient as well with it being locate just two blocks away from work. Enjoying a cup of coffee and a cookie before having to return to my work desk. :)&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--Z-PLicRZw8/TxAbiS9OtgI/AAAAAAAAB8w/6NGkkDpNfHw/s640/blogger-image--611179698.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--Z-PLicRZw8/TxAbiS9OtgI/AAAAAAAAB8w/6NGkkDpNfHw/s640/blogger-image--611179698.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-6346468414480986239?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/6346468414480986239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/elections.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6346468414480986239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6346468414480986239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/elections.html' title='Elections'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--Z-PLicRZw8/TxAbiS9OtgI/AAAAAAAAB8w/6NGkkDpNfHw/s72-c/blogger-image--611179698.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-4922414651267679505</id><published>2012-01-13T11:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T11:43:54.140+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Green fingers - fail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Don't think I'll receive the price Gardener Of The Year or anything alike any time soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-yQtfk7Pwnc4/TxAKHjW_2II/AAAAAAAAB8o/5BcVg4wxIws/s640/blogger-image--888587758.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-yQtfk7Pwnc4/TxAKHjW_2II/AAAAAAAAB8o/5BcVg4wxIws/s640/blogger-image--888587758.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I mean, who manages to kill a cactus? Isn't it supposed to be the easiest plant to take care of? I think my mistake though was that I over-watered it. I didn't give it much... but still probably too much. I don't know if it'll ever do a comeback if I let it dry from now on until I come back from maternity leave or if I should just give up hope and throw it away already now. It's quite depressing looking at on my desk....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-4922414651267679505?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/4922414651267679505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/green-fingers-fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/4922414651267679505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/4922414651267679505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/green-fingers-fail.html' title='Green fingers - fail'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-yQtfk7Pwnc4/TxAKHjW_2II/AAAAAAAAB8o/5BcVg4wxIws/s72-c/blogger-image--888587758.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-1872359033966970393</id><published>2012-01-10T13:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T13:13:15.217+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiphop pastilles</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to snack on a lot of fruits throughout the day to make sure I don't starve Hilda as I don't have the greatest appetite otherwise. Today though I'm treating myself with some pastilles, but not just any pastilles, HipHop pastilles. Whatever that is... It hasn't made me want to breakdance just yet at least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iaJg4subkeM/TwwrWbYnfSI/AAAAAAAAB8g/a_AfkCwh0x0/s640/blogger-image--1504156350.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iaJg4subkeM/TwwrWbYnfSI/AAAAAAAAB8g/a_AfkCwh0x0/s640/blogger-image--1504156350.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-1872359033966970393?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1872359033966970393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/hiphop-pastilles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1872359033966970393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1872359033966970393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/hiphop-pastilles.html' title='Hiphop pastilles'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iaJg4subkeM/TwwrWbYnfSI/AAAAAAAAB8g/a_AfkCwh0x0/s72-c/blogger-image--1504156350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-344407420432529594</id><published>2012-01-09T19:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T21:00:40.176+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilda'/><title type='text'>Week 25, it keeps on growing</title><content type='html'>It just keeps on growing this belly of mine. And I've still got a fair bit to go before my due date. If my belly keeps on growing with this speed without gaining fat on the rest of my body I'm afraid I won't be able to walk. My center point of gravity will be far in front of me and I'll be falling forwards constantly when attempting to stand up. No, doubt it. I'm sure I'll start growing sideways soon as well :). &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lUz3VbyivLo/Tws2XJ_rCiI/AAAAAAAAB8U/jWr9jPiWdWI/s640/blogger-image-1818800592.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lUz3VbyivLo/Tws2XJ_rCiI/AAAAAAAAB8U/jWr9jPiWdWI/s640/blogger-image-1818800592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My Moomin belly :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-344407420432529594?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/344407420432529594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/week-25-it-keeps-on-growing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/344407420432529594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/344407420432529594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/week-25-it-keeps-on-growing.html' title='Week 25, it keeps on growing'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lUz3VbyivLo/Tws2XJ_rCiI/AAAAAAAAB8U/jWr9jPiWdWI/s72-c/blogger-image-1818800592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-2160102447500010690</id><published>2012-01-09T12:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T12:39:03.044+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday snack</title><content type='html'>They must have had me in mind today when they chose the Monday snack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-HHMs9bGdRJk/TwrR1F3ymFI/AAAAAAAAB8M/Xvom97Q6A6U/s640/blogger-image-1829735692.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-HHMs9bGdRJk/TwrR1F3ymFI/AAAAAAAAB8M/Xvom97Q6A6U/s640/blogger-image-1829735692.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-2160102447500010690?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/2160102447500010690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/monday-snack.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2160102447500010690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2160102447500010690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/monday-snack.html' title='Monday snack'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-HHMs9bGdRJk/TwrR1F3ymFI/AAAAAAAAB8M/Xvom97Q6A6U/s72-c/blogger-image-1829735692.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-6614177933708470528</id><published>2012-01-07T23:09:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T23:09:15.734+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Big magic in a small kitchen</title><content type='html'>I've never really been the big dessert person. I've always rather enjoyed a salty snack instead of a creamy cake. But that has changed a bit now :). So the only craving I've noticed so far is that sugar tastes a bit better these days. I try not to eat too much sugar and try to eat a fruit instead but sometimes I have to get a piece of chocolate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Niels and me were in Finland  we went for dinner to Maria and Jerker where Maria had made a simple but delicious chocolate mousse for dessert and it hit me that I had never tried doing it from scratch. So the other week I decided to look up a recipe and to my surprise it was even easier than I thought. Tonight, since I happened to have all ingredients at home I decided to do it again. Its so simple I don't even need a recipe for it anymore.  And voila, it's also done in less than 10min. Why hadn't anyone told me it was this easy? Can't wait to get to try to spice it up with some Bailyes etc.  I'm gonna become such a big housewife chef when we get a bigger kitchen since I'm already enjoying whipping up things in our small kitchen. Not so long anymore until we move! &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-biBzBvu3n7E/TwjCimxlKlI/AAAAAAAAB8E/4OiirHmJe0s/s640/blogger-image--1995123318.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-biBzBvu3n7E/TwjCimxlKlI/AAAAAAAAB8E/4OiirHmJe0s/s640/blogger-image--1995123318.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-6614177933708470528?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/6614177933708470528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/big-magic-in-small-kitchen.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6614177933708470528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6614177933708470528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/big-magic-in-small-kitchen.html' title='Big magic in a small kitchen'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-biBzBvu3n7E/TwjCimxlKlI/AAAAAAAAB8E/4OiirHmJe0s/s72-c/blogger-image--1995123318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-3497692094297670696</id><published>2012-01-05T16:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T13:28:30.460+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Times have changed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Times have definitely changed when taking a look at old ads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://s3-eu-west-1.amazonaws.com/images.owni.fr/pub_vintage_040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="https://s3-eu-west-1.amazonaws.com/images.owni.fr/pub_vintage_040.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://s3-eu-west-1.amazonaws.com/images.owni.fr/pub_vintage_012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://s3-eu-west-1.amazonaws.com/images.owni.fr/pub_vintage_012.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what people would say today if they saw these ads in their morning newspaper... Or saw me sitting there breastfeeding with a Carlsberg in one hand and a Malboro in the other... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-3497692094297670696?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/3497692094297670696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/times-have-changed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3497692094297670696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3497692094297670696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/times-have-changed.html' title='Times have changed'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-1035042160081166136</id><published>2012-01-05T13:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T13:13:04.667+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilda'/><title type='text'>Belly movement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Hilda hasn't calmed down a bit. And (s)he is also getting so strong that you can see my belly move around when (s)he's doing acrobatics in there. Last evening I was laying there looking at this weird belly of mine moving around. Not sure if it's the most amazing thing I've seen or if it's just a bit creepy having something living inside of me :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways... You know how you have dreams about things that has happen during the previous day. Me who never remembered dreams before have started to dream vivid dreams that I am able to recall almost to the smallest detail. It's so weird what a pregnancy can do to you. I'm assuming that once Hilda has arrived I'll get back to not remembering the slightest thing of what I've dreamt.&lt;br /&gt;But tonight I dreamt that my belly just started moving more and more, and I was able to see clear footprints. At first it was cute and I was proudly showing it off to Birna and Kolla who happened to be there. But after some time when arms and legs started to stick out if got a bit freaky. Suddenly Hilda had crawled out completely from my belly and was sitting happily in my lap. No, it wasn't like in Alien. There was no blood or nasty scenes. This dream would have been categorized as "Family - PG" if it was a movie. My first thought was that oh my, I need to call Niels! And tell him it's a girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo... was this dream telling me it's a girl? So weird! And I was so surprised it was a girl cause in the dream I had been certain it would be a boy. To sum it up... I still have no clue what to think it is... I wish for both genders equally as much! :) I'm so excited to find out! 16 weeks to go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-1035042160081166136?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1035042160081166136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/belly-movement.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1035042160081166136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1035042160081166136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/belly-movement.html' title='Belly movement'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-4189773047462185396</id><published>2012-01-04T10:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T10:52:35.770+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bank loans and belly</title><content type='html'>Heading to the bank now to discuss loan types. That's all good except haven't told them I'm preggo. Perhaps today wasn't the best day to choose to wear a tight sweater... I guess they'll know after this! &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qsL8EfUCpa4/TwQhYXDhMsI/AAAAAAAAB78/UYGKGRGke_8/s640/blogger-image--764060496.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qsL8EfUCpa4/TwQhYXDhMsI/AAAAAAAAB78/UYGKGRGke_8/s640/blogger-image--764060496.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-4189773047462185396?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/4189773047462185396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/bank-loans-and-belly.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/4189773047462185396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/4189773047462185396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/bank-loans-and-belly.html' title='Bank loans and belly'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qsL8EfUCpa4/TwQhYXDhMsI/AAAAAAAAB78/UYGKGRGke_8/s72-c/blogger-image--764060496.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-1283185143331909135</id><published>2012-01-03T13:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:20:21.732+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilda'/><title type='text'>Attention seeker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I'm wondering if Hilda is particularly bored today or what's going on. I'm almost having a hard time concentrating working because there is so much action going on in my belly. It's not only small movements but hard punches and kicks all over. Little attention seeker I'd say!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-1283185143331909135?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1283185143331909135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/attention-seeker.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1283185143331909135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1283185143331909135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/attention-seeker.html' title='Attention seeker'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><georss:featurename>Dr.Tværgade/Kongensgad, 1264 Copenhagen, Denmark</georss:featurename><georss:point>55.683099 12.586685</georss:point><georss:box>55.680861 12.581749499999999 55.685337 12.5916205</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-3467273610304166368</id><published>2012-01-02T13:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T14:17:25.757+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is not my best day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Back home. Or well, almost. Sitting at work now, dreaming about closing my eyes. I would really have needed an extra day off. Fortunately it's past midday already so not that many hours left until I get to go home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;I could have imagined this day starting in a thousand ways better than it did. Got about 4-5hours of sleep before Patrick was kind enough to drive Niels and me to the airport. The airport was total chaos, filled with other morning grumpy people. It was only 5.45 in the morning. We quickly checked in on one of the self-check-in machines for Norwegian and went to the waiting line to deliver our baggage. By now I could completely feel that you get what you pay for. Instead for people nicely standing in one nice line, everyone thought that they where more in a hurry than others and the cue suddenly had multiple start locations all over the place. So us that had arrived early and were responsible were left in the back moving at the speed of a snail. They started to call for last passengers to check in to various destinations and we got moved to what they would call "the fast line". Only problem was that by then everyone was in a hurry and the regular line became faster than the supposedly fast one. When it finally became our turn they told us we were too late. That it was our fault for showing up late. Until that point I had been a very understanding customer but when they start blaming us and wanting to deny us to board I got angry. In the end they told us that our luggage probably wouldn't make it with the same flight but if we ran like the wind to gate 27 we could perhaps make it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;You know how they run through the terminal in Home Alone and it looks a bit cool and action-like. And when they arrive to the plane they take a deep breath and everyone is happy again. Well, thats only how it is in movies. First of all I'm no speedy runner anymore with Hilda and secondly it wasn't gate 27… We got smoothly passed the security check with polite people letting us pass the whole waiting line. But I used my last energy running to the wrong gate. I was so sure they had already closed the gate. Half running, half walking, dry as sahara in my mouth we somehow miraculously made it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;But instead of just taking a deep breath and being happy for making it I instead got horrible cramps in my legs, sweating and almost couldn't talk cause my tongue had practically dried out. If it had been my own fault then fine, deal with it. But all I could think of was how they had blamed us for being late and making a preggo woman run through the airport to wrong gate etc. Of course as we arrived to Copenhagen our luggage wasn't there. Fine with that since that meant we'll get them delivered home but just a bit sad that the cheese and ham we brought will have gone bad by the time we get it. At least I assume so since the next Norwegian flight from Helsinki to Copenhagen doesn't leave until tomorrow morning. Just as long as we get our luggage… But Norwegian can expect a little complaint letter from us. Just politely telling them that their system does not work in Helsinki (never had this problem with them in Copenhagen) and tell them that it's simply bad service putting the blame on us when we had showed up in due time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;I had hoped to have made it home before having to go to work this morning. Just so I could have freshened up myself a bit. Instead I arrived late to work, haven't brushed my hair (don't have a hairbrush on me), got a red eye (probably a vein exploded out of anger, no, didn't get that angry) and not a trace of makeup (it's all in my luggage). So I feel absolutely awesome here at work! Good way to start the new year :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Hopefully the rest of you are still enjoying your holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-3467273610304166368?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/3467273610304166368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/today-is-not-my-best-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3467273610304166368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3467273610304166368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/today-is-not-my-best-day.html' title='Today is not my best day...'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-2992954483067983466</id><published>2012-01-01T02:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T02:40:53.223+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year!</title><content type='html'>It's 3.30am and I'm finally I'm bed. Quite amazed I made it for this long! But what can you do when you're attending a beautiful wedding and enjoying yourself. It did get a bit hard being all sober listening to drunk bad jokes towards the end. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm gonna log off and get myself some well deserved sleep! So excited to all the great things happening in 2012!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best regards, Hilda's happy parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SbBKGWIir3U/Tv-5oPep3XI/AAAAAAAAB70/lltutmHx1qA/s640/blogger-image--924674080.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SbBKGWIir3U/Tv-5oPep3XI/AAAAAAAAB70/lltutmHx1qA/s640/blogger-image--924674080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-2992954483067983466?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/2992954483067983466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2992954483067983466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2992954483067983466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy new year!'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SbBKGWIir3U/Tv-5oPep3XI/AAAAAAAAB70/lltutmHx1qA/s72-c/blogger-image--924674080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-7605168462044674991</id><published>2011-12-24T16:14:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T16:14:36.519+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everyone! Hope you are all enjoying the holidays! I'm logging off now and gonna enjoy the christmas dinner now. And lets see later on if I've been naughty or nice this year ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7UCzjqSstP4/TvXsWS3rRHI/AAAAAAAAB7s/s7_fNPtIyV0/s640/blogger-image-1899762671.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7UCzjqSstP4/TvXsWS3rRHI/AAAAAAAAB7s/s7_fNPtIyV0/s640/blogger-image-1899762671.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-7605168462044674991?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/7605168462044674991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/7605168462044674991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/7605168462044674991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7UCzjqSstP4/TvXsWS3rRHI/AAAAAAAAB7s/s7_fNPtIyV0/s72-c/blogger-image-1899762671.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-5240275643617469574</id><published>2011-12-23T14:39:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:24:16.475+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment'/><title type='text'>Is this a deal breaker?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;We just got some more details on our future apartment. But I'm not sure if this info is a deal breaker. We aren't allowed to build a factory or move the location of the building. Can you believe that? Do you think we should brake the contract while we still can? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how old buildings have these really old rules...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-5240275643617469574?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/5240275643617469574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/is-this-deal-breaker.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/5240275643617469574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/5240275643617469574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/is-this-deal-breaker.html' title='Is this a deal breaker?'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-8188558705756430703</id><published>2011-12-23T09:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T09:28:15.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I should still be sleeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2v5OjI2sSSs/TvQ7kt8uOtI/AAAAAAAAB7k/Uw1IyRo_8N8/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-12-23+at+9.19.32+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2v5OjI2sSSs/TvQ7kt8uOtI/AAAAAAAAB7k/Uw1IyRo_8N8/s320/Screen+shot+2011-12-23+at+9.19.32+AM.png" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm supposed to be at work at the moment. I shouldn't even be awake. What I should be is still be in bed dreaming something nice.&lt;br /&gt;At least the rest of the town seems to be doing that. While walking through town this morning it was completely deserted. It was almost like today would have already been christmas. Even the jolly saxophone player had taken the day off. Lucky for him I already gave him his christmas bonus yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so much looking forward to the holidays... Can't wait to spend quality time with friends and family. I really hope there wont be any trouble at the airport today. Since there is no snow etc. there shouldn't be the same chaos as previous years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if all goes well, see you tonight Finland!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-8188558705756430703?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/8188558705756430703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-should-still-be-sleeping.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8188558705756430703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8188558705756430703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-should-still-be-sleeping.html' title='I should still be sleeping'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2v5OjI2sSSs/TvQ7kt8uOtI/AAAAAAAAB7k/Uw1IyRo_8N8/s72-c/Screen+shot+2011-12-23+at+9.19.32+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-1479623541898588722</id><published>2011-12-22T10:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T10:12:43.919+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Funny to realize how you are slowly getting older and maturing. And I don't see it as a bad thing at all. Wouldn't want to be a teenager all my life. All those complexes you have about yourself and puberty. Nah, wouldn't want to stay on that stage all my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;But this thought just came to me now while sitting working. I'm rendering a new lotto spot, 157 million krona next week! Now that's a lot of money! While I render there isn't much I can do other than wait. But in the background I have some classical music being played by another coworker. And that's when it hit me. It doesn't itch my bone anymore listening to classical. Not at all in fact. Remember when I was young I simply couldn't enjoy it. It was way too relaxed for me. I needed something which made me dance with a rhythm of my current lifestyle. And now when I've gotten older and calmed down a bit it's become ok to listen to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;But there is still one thing that can irritate the cr*p out of me and that's when someone starts whistling or humming along to classical music. It really really bugs me. There's all these soft subtle tones and then it gets drowned with this out of tune whistle sound. It just doesn't work for me. It gives me the chills in the same way as when someone scratches the blackboard with their nails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Luckily it just happened for a brief second here… But if it starts again I'm switching to some Spotify and headphones. Not to complain... feel free to do it... I just will choose not to listen to your serenade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-1479623541898588722?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1479623541898588722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/growing-old.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1479623541898588722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1479623541898588722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/growing-old.html' title='Growing old'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-8243030190328454249</id><published>2011-12-21T15:27:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:24:16.488+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment'/><title type='text'>Home sweet home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Even though it's super exciting moving to a new bigger place, it still feels sad moving away from your old. At least that's how it feels like for me every time I move. A lot of time has been spent in between those four walls and tried to make it as cosy as possible. It's been my home for the past year and a half.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now my home is on display for the public eye. Feels a bit invasive actually. The photographer from the real estate agency came by yesterday to take picture which soon will be online I assume. Today while being at work we've had a showing at home. I really wonder what people say when they step in to the apartment. Wish I could be a fly on the wall. Do people laugh and think how ridiculously small it is, wondering how two people can live like that. Or are they amazed how cosy 23m2 can actually be?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VSN2dtEJk3Y/TvHspibQYmI/AAAAAAAAB7A/7XHP83rhmTM/s640/blogger-image-508063419.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VSN2dtEJk3Y/TvHspibQYmI/AAAAAAAAB7A/7XHP83rhmTM/s1600/blogger-image-508063419.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well this is at least how the apartment looked like when I left for work this morning. Here's our kitchen and dining room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Pmb5oEdKFgQ/TvHsotUgrvI/AAAAAAAAB6w/mIC-HZVgx2I/s640/blogger-image--2040597576.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Pmb5oEdKFgQ/TvHsotUgrvI/AAAAAAAAB6w/mIC-HZVgx2I/s400/blogger-image--2040597576.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And here's our livingroom by day, bedroom by night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JaPC84z5WuY/TvHsre-OQnI/AAAAAAAAB7M/iN6EXMfiwaM/s640/blogger-image-471767887.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JaPC84z5WuY/TvHsre-OQnI/AAAAAAAAB7M/iN6EXMfiwaM/s400/blogger-image-471767887.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I got this plant from Niels when we had been dating for half a year. It's become huge since then and around christmastime it acts like out christmas tree decorated with some lights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lFMMzGthpwg/TvHssJ--gCI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/KW-cq9R8k_Q/s640/blogger-image-1514068998.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lFMMzGthpwg/TvHssJ--gCI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/KW-cq9R8k_Q/s1600/blogger-image-1514068998.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Got a few more christmas decorations up. Didn't want to go x-mas crazy as we are celebrating christmas in Finland this year. But here's the same branch as I used last year. Good thing with dried branches, they don't die on you and can be used over and over again ;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8pnSaqFkD5M/TvHspAinptI/AAAAAAAAB60/s-YoHeQlfPk/s640/blogger-image--1505569825.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8pnSaqFkD5M/TvHspAinptI/AAAAAAAAB60/s-YoHeQlfPk/s1600/blogger-image--1505569825.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And what would christmas be without some nuts and chocolate!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-AyJFJtgYnks/TvHsqxS8pSI/AAAAAAAAB7E/KMNZCLEjoB4/s640/blogger-image-362188936.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-AyJFJtgYnks/TvHsqxS8pSI/AAAAAAAAB7E/KMNZCLEjoB4/s1600/blogger-image-362188936.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I personally have really enjoyed living with Niels on those few square meters. Challenging but at the same time cosy and little to clean. But no doubt about it, I will LOVE having a proper sized kitchen and a separate bedroom where to I can close the door when Niels decides to work long nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But all in all, home is where your heart is. And I'm sure I'll spread my heart out where ever I will live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-8243030190328454249?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/8243030190328454249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8243030190328454249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8243030190328454249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_21.html' title='Home sweet home'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VSN2dtEJk3Y/TvHspibQYmI/AAAAAAAAB7A/7XHP83rhmTM/s72-c/blogger-image-508063419.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-4004003023078839178</id><published>2011-12-19T14:19:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T14:19:50.867+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Calorie bomb madness</title><content type='html'>It's Uffe's birthday today, one of my coworkers. And we always have a cake from La Glace to celebrate at the office. Already looking at the today's cake gives me a sugar rush and a bigger waistline. But that won't stop me from having my share :). &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Oua6MNFvo1w/Tu859VHdBvI/AAAAAAAAB6o/FKUjz2PMDIs/s640/blogger-image--2142598182.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Oua6MNFvo1w/Tu859VHdBvI/AAAAAAAAB6o/FKUjz2PMDIs/s640/blogger-image--2142598182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-4004003023078839178?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/4004003023078839178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/calorie-bomb-madness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/4004003023078839178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/4004003023078839178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/calorie-bomb-madness.html' title='Calorie bomb madness'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Oua6MNFvo1w/Tu859VHdBvI/AAAAAAAAB6o/FKUjz2PMDIs/s72-c/blogger-image--2142598182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-5470848126480356774</id><published>2011-12-19T10:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:24:16.481+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment'/><title type='text'>Our soon to be home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;By request here's some photos of our soon to be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen... A proper sized kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GjQQ8cVutgs/Tu7877Yb0RI/AAAAAAAAB6c/j4GxjiuFwu4/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-12-19+at+9.31.45+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GjQQ8cVutgs/Tu7877Yb0RI/AAAAAAAAB6c/j4GxjiuFwu4/s640/Screen+shot+2011-12-19+at+9.31.45+AM.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already ecstatic about all the cooking I'll be doing. And think of all the kitchen appliances I will be able to fit in there! A KitchenAid, rice-cooker etc. (not to mention all the things I already have such as coffee machine, toaster, baking machine, pasta maker, soda streamer, microwave...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The livingroom. Fits both a good sized couch as well as a dining table. Pretty much exactly what we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FMyycG0z7jM/Tu785gHofpI/AAAAAAAAB6M/Cbg0BV0xKqU/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-12-19+at+9.32.25+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FMyycG0z7jM/Tu785gHofpI/AAAAAAAAB6M/Cbg0BV0xKqU/s640/Screen+shot+2011-12-19+at+9.32.25+AM.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6rDp5XwXSRk/Tu7864M6wHI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/fzDru-kR92I/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-12-19+at+9.31.58+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6rDp5XwXSRk/Tu7864M6wHI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/fzDru-kR92I/s640/Screen+shot+2011-12-19+at+9.31.58+AM.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd like to underline that it's a bath&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;room&lt;/span&gt;. Not a closet, an actual room. A rare thing here in central Copenhagen. No more cold shower curtain harassing your body while showering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah the sweet life we'll have soon :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are as well two bedrooms in the apartment. One tiny and one big. Just had to leave something out to lure you to want to come and visit us ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a map of where it's located (A). I plotted in some of the "important" places for you non cph-residents to get a feeling of where it is. A stone-throw away from my work, close to the main shopping streets (red lines), Torvehallerne isn't far away either (that's where I can buy taramasalata and other delicacies). So yes it's very central, but luckily we have the lakes as neighbors and surrounded by nice parks were we can go strolling around when we feel like the city is getting to hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8skUoELcLIA/Tu784K6BTAI/AAAAAAAAB6I/pQ3QO_w-074/s1600/map.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="462" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8skUoELcLIA/Tu784K6BTAI/AAAAAAAAB6I/pQ3QO_w-074/s640/map.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to work... The render is almost done. No time for blogging ;)&lt;br /&gt;Happy monday to you all! Holidays are around the corner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-5470848126480356774?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/5470848126480356774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/our-soon-to-be-home.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/5470848126480356774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/5470848126480356774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/our-soon-to-be-home.html' title='Our soon to be home'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GjQQ8cVutgs/Tu7877Yb0RI/AAAAAAAAB6c/j4GxjiuFwu4/s72-c/Screen+shot+2011-12-19+at+9.31.45+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-2477383647117407102</id><published>2011-12-18T20:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:24:16.460+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilda'/><title type='text'>We got it!!!</title><content type='html'>Today has been one of those really really REALLY good days! We got the apartment that we were bidding for! So we're moving to our new home in February! Finally a bigger kitchen, bigger bathroom, separate bedroom etc. I feel so grown up now. Baby, apartment, massive loan, what's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day continued being really good as well. Went to babysam to pick up a gift box for Hilda. Some free samples like diapers, magazines etc. Then we headed over to Fields for some crazy Christmas shopping. So many people doing their panic shopping. Well we were very responsible by planning everything we wanted to buy before entering the mall so the shopping went fast and painless. So basically Christmas shopping got done today. And finally we've rounded up our perfect day with some good reindeer stew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those days that you just can't stop smiling and be happy over how things always seems to sort itself out in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend to the rest of you! And soon you can all come and visit us in our new home as there will be plenty of room for sleepovers ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of some of Hilda's free gift. Think soon-to-be-mummy will take care of the magazines...&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-uH3R7jl2hLU/Tu44i1M_aMI/AAAAAAAAB6A/z2KooDWOGTw/s640/blogger-image-1048977633.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-uH3R7jl2hLU/Tu44i1M_aMI/AAAAAAAAB6A/z2KooDWOGTw/s640/blogger-image-1048977633.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-2477383647117407102?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/2477383647117407102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-got-it.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2477383647117407102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2477383647117407102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-got-it.html' title='We got it!!!'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-uH3R7jl2hLU/Tu44i1M_aMI/AAAAAAAAB6A/z2KooDWOGTw/s72-c/blogger-image-1048977633.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-1367391118964493748</id><published>2011-12-17T13:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T18:52:10.474+01:00</updated><title type='text'>How many points?</title><content type='html'>How many housewife points do you get for waking up your partner with the most brilliant hangover smoothie after he's been at a Christmas lunch the evening before? I read that bananas is great for hangovers apparently. Got to try that the next time I've been out drinking. Might be a while until then. But this hangover smoothie was made with organic bananas and organic tangerine juice (courtesy of aarstiderne) and some organic skyr. Think I need to go and buy some more skyr so I can do it all over again tomorrow morning. Niels has got another Christmas lunch tonight. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VSO_8srkO4c/TuyNxzi5pMI/AAAAAAAAB50/mG0sqrmZ4co/s640/blogger-image--1803093921.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VSO_8srkO4c/TuyNxzi5pMI/AAAAAAAAB50/mG0sqrmZ4co/s640/blogger-image--1803093921.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-1367391118964493748?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1367391118964493748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-many-points.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1367391118964493748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1367391118964493748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-many-points.html' title='How many points?'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VSO_8srkO4c/TuyNxzi5pMI/AAAAAAAAB50/mG0sqrmZ4co/s72-c/blogger-image--1803093921.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-8631317570068439715</id><published>2011-12-16T16:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T17:40:49.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In a Christmas mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Christmas time can be so cosy. There is this saxophone player on Kongens Nytorv, the metro stop I get off on when taking public transport to work, every single moring. And he always makes me in a good mood no matter how cold or windy or dark it is outside. I made a spy-audio-recording of him today to share with you. Imagine while listening to it that your in the middle of morning rush coming up the escalators and then you hear this happy christmas music in the background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a50a838f1a7ef8e1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da50a838f1a7ef8e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331428612%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6EEEDC17CF2749E9AB513D0980B5C3C4A9E9E44.54EA52E19AB84FD6439637781815A156D8CD80AC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da50a838f1a7ef8e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsflCS-rijjyUYaEsozDXpa2TImE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da50a838f1a7ef8e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331428612%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6EEEDC17CF2749E9AB513D0980B5C3C4A9E9E44.54EA52E19AB84FD6439637781815A156D8CD80AC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da50a838f1a7ef8e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsflCS-rijjyUYaEsozDXpa2TImE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I always feel like I'm starring in a feel-good-movie as I pass him. I've already tipped him with one golden coin. If he still manages to stand there until end of next week I'll give him a christmas bonus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm unfortunately always in a hurry in the mornings, but I love the smell of steaming hot coffee in the mornings. One day I'll buy one from the coffeestand. Luckily we have a nice Nespresso machine at work so I can ease my cravings fairly quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-bX4oaqdn9K0/TutuCFNsRiI/AAAAAAAAB5U/ftTaHnI_Yvk/s640/blogger-image-321816859.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-bX4oaqdn9K0/TutuCFNsRiI/AAAAAAAAB5U/ftTaHnI_Yvk/s640/blogger-image-321816859.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lHA2l9Elvd4/TutuO_K1MWI/AAAAAAAAB5c/FRgFdDXD3eI/s640/blogger-image-437476321.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lHA2l9Elvd4/TutuO_K1MWI/AAAAAAAAB5c/FRgFdDXD3eI/s640/blogger-image-437476321.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Took this picture already long time ago to post that the christmas decorations were up. Right now it's not much of a surprise anymore. But I like all the extra lights hanging everywhere when it's quite dark in the mornings. Hopefully they wont be in too much of a rush taking them down after christmas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-rfM-pc2P384/TutuPQt44rI/AAAAAAAAB5g/qWn2jMQqUlM/s640/blogger-image-1456272386.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-rfM-pc2P384/TutuPQt44rI/AAAAAAAAB5g/qWn2jMQqUlM/s640/blogger-image-1456272386.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-8631317570068439715?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/8631317570068439715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8631317570068439715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8631317570068439715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='In a Christmas mood'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-bX4oaqdn9K0/TutuCFNsRiI/AAAAAAAAB5U/ftTaHnI_Yvk/s72-c/blogger-image-321816859.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-5376502602061110416</id><published>2011-12-15T22:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T22:45:25.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Økologiske appelsiner</title><content type='html'>Think this is pretty cool, getting oranges that are still attached to the branch. Really underlines them being organic rather than mass produced money machines :). This was just some of the veggies&amp;fruits in todays basket from Aarstiderne. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-a0_85fwtaes/TupqdPAQEuI/AAAAAAAAB5M/Nl_baD1Sr1k/s640/blogger-image-1187943096.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-a0_85fwtaes/TupqdPAQEuI/AAAAAAAAB5M/Nl_baD1Sr1k/s640/blogger-image-1187943096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-5376502602061110416?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/5376502602061110416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/kologiske-appelsiner.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/5376502602061110416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/5376502602061110416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/kologiske-appelsiner.html' title='Økologiske appelsiner'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-a0_85fwtaes/TupqdPAQEuI/AAAAAAAAB5M/Nl_baD1Sr1k/s72-c/blogger-image-1187943096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-1125918474787233998</id><published>2011-12-14T14:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T14:11:55.729+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LinkedIn connecting with my bank</title><content type='html'>Question:&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you get a LinkedIn request from your financial adviser at the bank? Do you accept or reject? I don't have anything to hide... But isn't it a bit strange?&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-OXd9iwyt9Tw/TuigmUjMLrI/AAAAAAAAB5E/GyHodJSSoz8/s640/blogger-image-81538384.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-OXd9iwyt9Tw/TuigmUjMLrI/AAAAAAAAB5E/GyHodJSSoz8/s640/blogger-image-81538384.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-1125918474787233998?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1125918474787233998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/linkedin-connecting-with-my-bank.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1125918474787233998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1125918474787233998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/linkedin-connecting-with-my-bank.html' title='LinkedIn connecting with my bank'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-OXd9iwyt9Tw/TuigmUjMLrI/AAAAAAAAB5E/GyHodJSSoz8/s72-c/blogger-image-81538384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-2930896825499754113</id><published>2011-12-14T08:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T08:57:11.964+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Att! bikers in dk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I've been looking for a pair of warm leather mittens for biking for months now. Sure there are plenty of alternatives out there but money doesn't grow on trees. To my delight I found these pleather mittens in Tiger for 50kr last week and they work like a charm! Just took them out for their first ride. No they might not have a life long quality like real leather but they were super cheap. Recommend for all you bikers with cold fingers and tight budget. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-G7L5LZzg530/TuhV9-N_-zI/AAAAAAAAB48/8tup30Jummk/s640/blogger-image-1627094062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-G7L5LZzg530/TuhV9-N_-zI/AAAAAAAAB48/8tup30Jummk/s640/blogger-image-1627094062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-2930896825499754113?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/2930896825499754113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/att-bikers-in-dk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2930896825499754113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2930896825499754113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/att-bikers-in-dk.html' title='Att! bikers in dk'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-G7L5LZzg530/TuhV9-N_-zI/AAAAAAAAB48/8tup30Jummk/s72-c/blogger-image-1627094062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-8641591909669726478</id><published>2011-12-13T22:46:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:21:39.604+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilda'/><title type='text'>Hilda in the future?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I really really enjoyed kickboxing back in Kolding. Quite sad I didn't find a replacement club I liked here in Copenhagen. Perhaps I should give it a new try when I'm ready for some hard training again.But if the same eagerness for martial art runs through Hilda's veins this might be her/him in the future ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0BvLBh2ejAY" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-8641591909669726478?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/8641591909669726478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/hilda-in-future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8641591909669726478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8641591909669726478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/hilda-in-future.html' title='Hilda in the future?'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0BvLBh2ejAY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-3867849299154810977</id><published>2011-12-13T20:34:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T20:34:37.082+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Elva is here</title><content type='html'>But unfortunately leaving soon again... Time flies too fast and don't feel like I have time to really meet anybody. So even though I'm a bit sick and would need some rest I had to meet dear Elva before she leaves again!&lt;br /&gt;Sitting at RizRaz completely stuffed after dinner and dessert. Puha...&lt;br /&gt;And full action in my stuffed belly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-I8zQgXZ0DS0/TueoyYC8NNI/AAAAAAAAB40/bYiciqzkS_g/s640/blogger-image-1833175547.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-I8zQgXZ0DS0/TueoyYC8NNI/AAAAAAAAB40/bYiciqzkS_g/s640/blogger-image-1833175547.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-3867849299154810977?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/3867849299154810977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/elva-is-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3867849299154810977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3867849299154810977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/elva-is-here.html' title='Elva is here'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-I8zQgXZ0DS0/TueoyYC8NNI/AAAAAAAAB40/bYiciqzkS_g/s72-c/blogger-image-1833175547.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-6631859216249295255</id><published>2011-12-12T22:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T11:22:39.106+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondays aren't always the worst day of the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Unlike many others Monday's mine started with a smile. My routine when I get to work is to check my email and update myself on today's top news. To my surprise I had gotten an email in the morning with a congratulations over winning a 500kr gift certificate to buy eg. concert tickets. I wish every Monday would kick start like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FQ1PPXRA8Cc/TuZruhkJloI/AAAAAAAAB4s/HqgiMNQX3hQ/s640/blogger-image-1086512704.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FQ1PPXRA8Cc/TuZruhkJloI/AAAAAAAAB4s/HqgiMNQX3hQ/s640/blogger-image-1086512704.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-6631859216249295255?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/6631859216249295255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/monday-aren-always-worst-day-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6631859216249295255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6631859216249295255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/monday-aren-always-worst-day-of-week.html' title='Mondays aren&apos;t always the worst day of the week'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FQ1PPXRA8Cc/TuZruhkJloI/AAAAAAAAB4s/HqgiMNQX3hQ/s72-c/blogger-image-1086512704.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-9105398168861835458</id><published>2011-12-11T21:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T21:11:52.474+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited!</title><content type='html'>Went for a second showing today to the apartment I had previously mentioned. And we've agreed together with Niels that Tuesday we'll send an offer. Cross your fingers! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-9105398168861835458?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/9105398168861835458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/excited.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/9105398168861835458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/9105398168861835458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/excited.html' title='Excited!'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-6752091150860940739</id><published>2011-12-07T09:09:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:21:39.594+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilda'/><title type='text'>Last scanning</title><content type='html'>Sitting on the bus on my way to work. I've just gone for my last scanning with Niels. So this was the last time we saw Hilda in the belly. Can't believe I'm already half way and at the same time can't believe that I'll now have to wait more than 4 months before seeing Hilda again. Fortunately I've started feeling kicks and punches everyday. The weirdest indescribable feeling I've ever felt. I had never imagined it feeling like this. Not that I had really given it much thought before either. &lt;br /&gt;But to sum up the visit, everything looked perfectly normal. Saw arms, legs, heart, brain, liver, kidneys etc.  Perhaps we even saw the gender, we asked not to be told, but for me a lot of it was noise and flimmer. I don't understand how people sometimes say that they think they saw the gender. I mean yes I saw the skull and the other big bones and over all structure such as heart and brain. But eg the kidneys? I just politely nodded my head when she showed me that. Looked like all the other flimmer patches on the screen. So we have no clue if it's a boy or a girl. We'll just have to wait an see!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way out from the hospital we meet our old teacher, Niels's coworker walking in in labour. She managed to squint a small smile as she continued down the hall in obvious pain. Uff, got very mixed feelings about that day :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yellow envelope underneath the scan-picture is my journal I need to have with me for all the different appointments. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZLbzfRhtt3c/Tt8fO-dtX0I/AAAAAAAAB4k/rFKUyIvnPVg/s640/blogger-image--450264891.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZLbzfRhtt3c/Tt8fO-dtX0I/AAAAAAAAB4k/rFKUyIvnPVg/s640/blogger-image--450264891.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-6752091150860940739?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/6752091150860940739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-scanning.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6752091150860940739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6752091150860940739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-scanning.html' title='Last scanning'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZLbzfRhtt3c/Tt8fO-dtX0I/AAAAAAAAB4k/rFKUyIvnPVg/s72-c/blogger-image--450264891.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-5498577305344850077</id><published>2011-12-06T13:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T13:30:19.924+01:00</updated><title type='text'>94 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Glad självständighetsdag!&lt;br /&gt;Today it's Finland's independence day and all my friends back home are enjoying their day off. Could do with a day off as well but soon it's Christmas and I get to relax with my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had to work long long overtime. Got a deadline to reach today. And I'm not as fast as I sometimes wish I were. Luckily It was Monday yesterday which means a bit of candy at lunch which gave me a little energy kick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6BCHDXKksEs/Tt4GSElEyHI/AAAAAAAAB4U/9Sv56mc6huc/s640/blogger-image-1686856282.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6BCHDXKksEs/Tt4GSElEyHI/AAAAAAAAB4U/9Sv56mc6huc/s400/blogger-image-1686856282.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm heading over to Cilla to watch the people entering the presidents castle in Finland and greet the president. Always equally entertaining looking at how people decides to dress on such an occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zfVTv6SEjRU/Tt4Ks2G2fgI/AAAAAAAAB4c/iDTvIoC9Nuc/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-12-06+at+1.29.11+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zfVTv6SEjRU/Tt4Ks2G2fgI/AAAAAAAAB4c/iDTvIoC9Nuc/s400/Screen+shot+2011-12-06+at+1.29.11+PM.png" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-5498577305344850077?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/5498577305344850077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/94-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/5498577305344850077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/5498577305344850077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/94-years.html' title='94 years'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6BCHDXKksEs/Tt4GSElEyHI/AAAAAAAAB4U/9Sv56mc6huc/s72-c/blogger-image-1686856282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-3662798031099906704</id><published>2011-12-04T22:19:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:24:16.467+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment'/><title type='text'>Update on the apartment findings</title><content type='html'>So completely fried laying in bed now and my eyes are barely staying open any longer. I didn't think it was this hard looking at apartments but I'm completely finito! &lt;br /&gt;But it was a really good day though. We saw in total three not so good apartments, two ok apartments and one apartment we came to really like. Think we might even bid on it. l wont reveal the place right now since I don't know yet what will happen. But we're pretty happy that we've finally found something we're excited about. &lt;br /&gt;When we eventually got home, freezing cold (winter is definitely arriving), we had no energy for making dinner. So it was pizza, tv and celebrating the second advent. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-0RKTfTmHuWM/Ttvj1b6XL_I/AAAAAAAAB4M/AR0XR3GImtU/s640/blogger-image-955347653.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-0RKTfTmHuWM/Ttvj1b6XL_I/AAAAAAAAB4M/AR0XR3GImtU/s640/blogger-image-955347653.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-3662798031099906704?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/3662798031099906704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/update-on-apartment-findings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3662798031099906704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3662798031099906704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/update-on-apartment-findings.html' title='Update on the apartment findings'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-0RKTfTmHuWM/Ttvj1b6XL_I/AAAAAAAAB4M/AR0XR3GImtU/s72-c/blogger-image-955347653.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-1419163718177324541</id><published>2011-12-04T12:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:24:16.454+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment'/><title type='text'>Apartment hunting... Again.</title><content type='html'>Just had lunch and now heading for apartment number 2 for today. Have a total of six places to go and have a look at. Phew. It's hectic but fun at the same time. Saw one this morning but quickly knew that it wasn't for us. Would require way too much fixing and money to get done and we don't have the time or the money for that. Luckily it's not raining today as promised as we're doing a lot of walking. But it's super windy and a bit cold though...&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-JhFCpNJpZQk/TttZPwC4PlI/AAAAAAAAB4E/En81hs7iYww/s640/blogger-image-1857502302.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-JhFCpNJpZQk/TttZPwC4PlI/AAAAAAAAB4E/En81hs7iYww/s640/blogger-image-1857502302.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-1419163718177324541?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1419163718177324541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/apartment-hunting-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1419163718177324541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1419163718177324541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/apartment-hunting-again.html' title='Apartment hunting... Again.'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-JhFCpNJpZQk/TttZPwC4PlI/AAAAAAAAB4E/En81hs7iYww/s72-c/blogger-image-1857502302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-8707940544708527100</id><published>2011-12-03T18:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:21:39.608+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilda'/><title type='text'>Pregnant observation</title><content type='html'>I think I've been pretty fortunate when it comes to morning sickness in the start. Sure I was nauseous etc but nothing like some other stories I've heard. But today I got really morning sick. But that was due to external reasons. Its December and all the Christmas parties are on at the moment. I advice you not to walk on a Saturday morning the smaller streets as they wreak of puke and pee. Ad those smells aren't nice when in normal condition but I can tell u being preggo I've become over sensitive to those smells. Seriously, every small alley I passed was just drenched in bad fumes. Next time im an early bird I'm not walking the small streets thinking its quicker. I'll walk the over crowed well lit strøget instead. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-8707940544708527100?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/8707940544708527100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/pregnant-observation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8707940544708527100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8707940544708527100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/pregnant-observation.html' title='Pregnant observation'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-71079027089346247</id><published>2011-12-02T22:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T22:30:09.253+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple-slice</title><content type='html'>Not sure why Danes have this Christmas dessert called æbleskiver, directly translated to apple slices, when it has nothing to do with apples. The closest to guessing I can get is that it's the same shape? But it's a ball of dough, like donut dough, which you dip in icing sugar and jam. My doctor should be proud of me as I had a couple along with ginger bread to nurture my growing belly ;). Aaah the life of not needing to think about what you eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Cbr3PBtGRZM/TtlDXmpneeI/AAAAAAAAB38/kgnWRgil26g/s640/blogger-image--1742497271.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Cbr3PBtGRZM/TtlDXmpneeI/AAAAAAAAB38/kgnWRgil26g/s640/blogger-image--1742497271.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-71079027089346247?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/71079027089346247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/apple-slice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/71079027089346247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/71079027089346247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/apple-slice.html' title='Apple-slice'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Cbr3PBtGRZM/TtlDXmpneeI/AAAAAAAAB38/kgnWRgil26g/s72-c/blogger-image--1742497271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-5283253964612542282</id><published>2011-12-01T13:27:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T13:29:42.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Went through some of the pictures I have on my ipad and came across this picture which got me in a good mood. Christmas is yet to come but I'm already longing for summer again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MLtwwxDLNUs/TtdzAe3vUeI/AAAAAAAAB30/_-dbksNd84Y/s1600/Morris.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MLtwwxDLNUs/TtdzAe3vUeI/AAAAAAAAB30/_-dbksNd84Y/s640/Morris.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't he adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My youngest nephew Morris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-5283253964612542282?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/5283253964612542282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/summer-memories.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/5283253964612542282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/5283253964612542282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/summer-memories.html' title='Summer memories'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MLtwwxDLNUs/TtdzAe3vUeI/AAAAAAAAB30/_-dbksNd84Y/s72-c/Morris.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-2467743448444190073</id><published>2011-12-01T10:02:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T10:02:43.725+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Burgers with Medialogists</title><content type='html'>We've started a little Wednesday dinner club with my former classmates from Medialogy. I think it's really nice since many of them I would otherwise probably lose contact with otherwise. We're thinking of meeting up perhaps once a month, so it doesn't become a hassle. Yesterday was our second time and we went to cocks &amp; cows, a burger joint where you won't leave disappointed. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-IKk0k6XqYAU/TtdCsmyxQmI/AAAAAAAAB3s/kQDtfa-sni8/s640/blogger-image-1135115371.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-IKk0k6XqYAU/TtdCsmyxQmI/AAAAAAAAB3s/kQDtfa-sni8/s640/blogger-image-1135115371.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-2467743448444190073?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/2467743448444190073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/burgers-with-medialogists.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2467743448444190073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2467743448444190073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/12/burgers-with-medialogists.html' title='Burgers with Medialogists'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-IKk0k6XqYAU/TtdCsmyxQmI/AAAAAAAAB3s/kQDtfa-sni8/s72-c/blogger-image-1135115371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-897869050333164508</id><published>2011-11-30T22:42:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:21:39.612+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilda'/><title type='text'>Belly-time</title><content type='html'>Well, thought it might be time for a little belly picture for all you curious people. And as well thought it might come at a good time as the Christmas munching of chocolate calendars is starting tomorrow, so the picture could act as a feel-good for you to feel a bit skinnier and think about me growing bigger and fatter all the time. Picture taken today, 18 + 4. It's definitely starting to show but I'm not that big yet though. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vCDZjBJhFzo/TtajQdm3L9I/AAAAAAAAB3k/vdZyOYwIwas/s640/blogger-image-1594899744.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vCDZjBJhFzo/TtajQdm3L9I/AAAAAAAAB3k/vdZyOYwIwas/s640/blogger-image-1594899744.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-897869050333164508?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/897869050333164508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/belly-time.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/897869050333164508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/897869050333164508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/belly-time.html' title='Belly-time'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vCDZjBJhFzo/TtajQdm3L9I/AAAAAAAAB3k/vdZyOYwIwas/s72-c/blogger-image-1594899744.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-6091267711917229444</id><published>2011-11-30T13:49:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:21:39.589+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilda'/><title type='text'>My craving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I haven't gotten any weird cravings... yet at least. I'm not dipping pickles in icecream or anything like that. But I am eating clementines like there is no tomorrow. Kolla pointed out that she had heard somewhere that perhaps eating too many clementines could be harmful so I quickly had to check up on if she was crushing my dreams as she wasn't completely sure. Luckily it's if you exceed 2000mg of c-vitamin it can be harmful. To put that in perspective i would have to eat more than 56 clementines a day. I think I  should be ok ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-laWv30d5Xls/TtYmPX9z20I/AAAAAAAAB3c/OqqosV_fx9A/s640/blogger-image-379582417.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-laWv30d5Xls/TtYmPX9z20I/AAAAAAAAB3c/OqqosV_fx9A/s400/blogger-image-379582417.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-6091267711917229444?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/6091267711917229444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-craving.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6091267711917229444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6091267711917229444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-craving.html' title='My craving...'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-laWv30d5Xls/TtYmPX9z20I/AAAAAAAAB3c/OqqosV_fx9A/s72-c/blogger-image-379582417.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-2344396483178509082</id><published>2011-11-29T13:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T13:23:45.237+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Who comes up with these names?</title><content type='html'>Had to buy some toilet paper yesterday and I always look what they have on offer. I have never seen this brand before but seriously, who comes up with these designs and names? Ooops! What a name for toilet paper! And the model, was she aware she was posing for that specific toilet brand? If not, poor her, cause that name makes me think of that this specific toilet paper is meant for stomach flues or something.  &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SpQcOgmGYt0/TtTOz2Fp_mI/AAAAAAAAB3U/DqvAmUPK9Ao/s640/blogger-image--1832001724.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SpQcOgmGYt0/TtTOz2Fp_mI/AAAAAAAAB3U/DqvAmUPK9Ao/s640/blogger-image--1832001724.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-2344396483178509082?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/2344396483178509082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/who-comes-up-with-these-names.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2344396483178509082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2344396483178509082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/who-comes-up-with-these-names.html' title='Who comes up with these names?'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SpQcOgmGYt0/TtTOz2Fp_mI/AAAAAAAAB3U/DqvAmUPK9Ao/s72-c/blogger-image--1832001724.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-59938064153593668</id><published>2011-11-28T12:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T12:08:20.700+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;If you're feeling bored on this grey Monday check out this page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesmokinggun.com/time-waster" target="_blank"&gt;Time Waster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired today and at the moment not much happening at work. I'm gonna head home after work, make myself a hot cup of tea and watch some bad daytime tv. Sounds like a splendid plan to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-59938064153593668?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/59938064153593668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/bored.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/59938064153593668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/59938064153593668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/bored.html' title='Bored?'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-3123037361028982283</id><published>2011-11-27T21:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T21:13:23.161+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1st advent</title><content type='html'>Happy first of advent! &lt;br /&gt;Just recently gotten home after a fun filled weekend! I'm so tired that I'm not gonna tell u about it right now. Just wanted to let you know that I landed somewhat safely back in Cph tonight. Massive turbulence due to the stormy weather. I'm off to bed! Good night!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-IOoNV3Qm2Bg/TtKZ4YHAGII/AAAAAAAAB3M/5SMSCPEmZ-8/s640/blogger-image--1406331168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-IOoNV3Qm2Bg/TtKZ4YHAGII/AAAAAAAAB3M/5SMSCPEmZ-8/s640/blogger-image--1406331168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-3123037361028982283?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/3123037361028982283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/1st-advent.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3123037361028982283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3123037361028982283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/1st-advent.html' title='1st advent'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-IOoNV3Qm2Bg/TtKZ4YHAGII/AAAAAAAAB3M/5SMSCPEmZ-8/s72-c/blogger-image--1406331168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-2398487435513981559</id><published>2011-11-23T13:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T13:48:15.217+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Too many good concerts on at the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I really can't decide... but since it's taking me so long to make up my mind I'm leaning towards not going. Jamie Woon is playing at Vega tonight and there are still a few tickets left for the concert. I saw him this summer at Flow but the sound was really really bad, not his fault, bad sound technicians, so it kinda ruined the concert. It was a real shame as I was looking forward hearing him live. But since I saw him play this summer, even though it was bad, I don't know if I want to pay for yet another concert ticket. I'm getting bankrupt with all these good concerts this fall. Two last week and one coming up this Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While writing this I'm realizing that no.... I'll let this concert slide... Get cosy at home instead tonight. Dream about some nice home decor I can buy for the money instead when we've moved. Or perhaps I should take a stroll through Tivoli tonight? I've after all got a year-pass so it wont cost me anything and they have their christmas decorations up now. Or maybe I should take Niels out for a date-night to tivoli this weekend? Cozier to walk around there holding someones hand and enjoying a cup of glögg together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-2398487435513981559?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/2398487435513981559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/too-many-good-concerts-on-at-moment.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2398487435513981559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2398487435513981559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/too-many-good-concerts-on-at-moment.html' title='Too many good concerts on at the moment'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-1680681354003981021</id><published>2011-11-22T18:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T18:21:32.829+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrr for biking</title><content type='html'>It's starting to get pretty cold for biking. Every morning I'm dreading to get on my bike, knowing the cold wind is gonna creep down my neck no matter how thick scarf I wrap around me. But as I get to work I'm always satisfied with my accomplishment. But there are things that I could skip right now while biking. Eg the chain falling off! It's freezing taking off your mittens trying to place back the chain in almost complete darkness. Where are u sun? I would have needed you today after work. And that's not it. Now I've got these wonderful black fingertips. Would have been a perfect excuse the leave the cooking for Niels today for hygienic reasons but to his luck we're having yesterday's leftovers. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-za0aMV5XY6E/TsvaGnafQQI/AAAAAAAAB3E/b50yaeM_o5k/s640/blogger-image--1028834950.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-za0aMV5XY6E/TsvaGnafQQI/AAAAAAAAB3E/b50yaeM_o5k/s640/blogger-image--1028834950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-1680681354003981021?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1680681354003981021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-starting-to-get-pretty-cold-for.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1680681354003981021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1680681354003981021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-starting-to-get-pretty-cold-for.html' title='Brrr for biking'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-za0aMV5XY6E/TsvaGnafQQI/AAAAAAAAB3E/b50yaeM_o5k/s72-c/blogger-image--1028834950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-3757300239939232892</id><published>2011-11-22T13:24:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T13:59:23.397+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My face on the world wide web</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I've been an anonymous worker at Chimney Pot all this time but now I finally got my picture on the contact page. It's so quite at the office at the moment that I got the task of doing a quick update to the website, removing and adding new employees.   So finally I got my face out there as well :). In all honestly I could have gotten it earlier but I haven't had any photos off me looking representable.  &lt;br /&gt;Now with this high end equipped camera I have on my phone I was able to take a picture of myself and the rest of the people who needed a picture.  You an check out the place I work &lt;a href="http://www.thechimneypot.com/copenhagen/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YsMnykHcj7Y/TsuUfxlc5bI/AAAAAAAAB28/Mi5aiOgrWVk/s640/blogger-image-1280129371.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YsMnykHcj7Y/TsuUfxlc5bI/AAAAAAAAB28/Mi5aiOgrWVk/s640/blogger-image-1280129371.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-3757300239939232892?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/3757300239939232892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/ive-been-anonymous-worker-at-chimney.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3757300239939232892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3757300239939232892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/ive-been-anonymous-worker-at-chimney.html' title='My face on the world wide web'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YsMnykHcj7Y/TsuUfxlc5bI/AAAAAAAAB28/Mi5aiOgrWVk/s72-c/blogger-image-1280129371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-7033928028331715792</id><published>2011-11-21T22:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T22:34:03.376+01:00</updated><title type='text'>First Xmas decoration</title><content type='html'>I've introduced our home to the first Christmas decoration for this season. Perhaps a bit early but I thought it might help me get into cleaning mode. Gotta get this place looking good because soon the photographer from the real estate agency is coming over to take photos. And there is just SO much stuff in here. &lt;br /&gt;But I also like christmas decorations. Especially all the candles and lights involved. Makes this dark time a little cozier. Since first advent is actually around the corner I made an advent candlelight for us. It's probably got a better name but can't come up with it now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-nbuZwbnSbcQ/TsrC4x_q66I/AAAAAAAAB2s/AA9tpNsMBSY/s640/blogger-image--1356545038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-nbuZwbnSbcQ/TsrC4x_q66I/AAAAAAAAB2s/AA9tpNsMBSY/s640/blogger-image--1356545038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My get-me-fatter-project isn't going too well. I simply have no appetite for the lunch at the office anymore. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-M_uguPX62lw/TsrCyO51N5I/AAAAAAAAB2k/Exvfad76Gbs/s640/blogger-image--1775853717.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-M_uguPX62lw/TsrCyO51N5I/AAAAAAAAB2k/Exvfad76Gbs/s640/blogger-image--1775853717.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today I only had a mini piece of chicken, a spoonful of noodle salad and forced some green leaves down my throat. Luckily some fresh bread from the bakery was more tasteful. Anyone got any good ideas for some good snacks can eat at work? I'm too tired in the mornings these days to wake up early and make some snack-pack so it'll have to be something easy. Going to the bakery everyday will become expensive in the log run. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DvcQcnzFnuw/TsrC62lhcVI/AAAAAAAAB20/ASLzqqRlUHQ/s640/blogger-image-1699953978.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DvcQcnzFnuw/TsrC62lhcVI/AAAAAAAAB20/ASLzqqRlUHQ/s640/blogger-image-1699953978.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-7033928028331715792?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/7033928028331715792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/7033928028331715792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/7033928028331715792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_21.html' title='First Xmas decoration'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-nbuZwbnSbcQ/TsrC4x_q66I/AAAAAAAAB2s/AA9tpNsMBSY/s72-c/blogger-image--1356545038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-1582775188572606436</id><published>2011-11-20T21:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T21:12:06.881+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The usual Sunday</title><content type='html'>Today was no different from our other Sunday's. Niels and me went apartment hunting. But today wasn't that successful. We came too late to a showing cause it was wrongly announced on the web. But they offered to come by and show it again for us two hour later so we sat down at  a cafe and had some Sunday brunch. &lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately the wait was in vain as the apartment was nothing we had imagined. Kinda turned off by looking at more apartments we decided to head back home. Took a stop by Magasin to look for a winter jacket for Niels but no luck there either. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lafVnftVdOU/Tslel1kuDwI/AAAAAAAAB2U/Gku6sHVNlkY/s640/blogger-image-832871436.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lafVnftVdOU/Tslel1kuDwI/AAAAAAAAB2U/Gku6sHVNlkY/s640/blogger-image-832871436.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Instead the simple dinner we made tonight tasted splendid! Good homemade mashed potatoes with schnitzel and anchovies. The picture doesn't give the food justice.&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fM2eavrU3T0/Tslemu_qHuI/AAAAAAAAB2c/w6AJ_NxkMHY/s280/blogger-image--720640911.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fM2eavrU3T0/Tslemu_qHuI/AAAAAAAAB2c/w6AJ_NxkMHY/s280/blogger-image--720640911.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-1582775188572606436?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1582775188572606436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/today-was-no-different-from-our-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1582775188572606436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1582775188572606436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/today-was-no-different-from-our-other.html' title='The usual Sunday'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lafVnftVdOU/Tslel1kuDwI/AAAAAAAAB2U/Gku6sHVNlkY/s72-c/blogger-image-832871436.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-3402459232516898245</id><published>2011-11-18T18:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T18:17:26.526+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Why was I complaining?</title><content type='html'>Right now I don't understand why I was complaining about not being allowed to eat all the cheese in the world. Or all the other things ive complained to others about not bein allowed to eat. There is plenty of delicious things left out there for me!!! I mean take a look at the snack plate I've made myself tonight. Yummy! Niels is out and about tonight so decided to spend quality time with my belly at home watching some tv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-jY7xhdb8JZc/TsaSAjRPYlI/AAAAAAAAB2A/MGQBEV05PFI/s640/blogger-image--889245072.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-jY7xhdb8JZc/TsaSAjRPYlI/AAAAAAAAB2A/MGQBEV05PFI/s640/blogger-image--889245072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And it's not a glass of wine by the way, just some brunneby cordial. But I thought of making it a bit more festive by drinking it out of a wine glass!Any of u remember the best olives I had ever eaten at a Jamie Olives restaurant this spring? Well anyways, found some today that reminds a lot of them. This crazy green poison color but oh so delicious. So next time any of you come visit me remind me and I'll treat u with some :)&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7_c1WZmqafM/TsaSBXAr4EI/AAAAAAAAB2E/QiZJfavuuiE/s250/blogger-image--1633003266.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7_c1WZmqafM/TsaSBXAr4EI/AAAAAAAAB2E/QiZJfavuuiE/s250/blogger-image--1633003266.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-3402459232516898245?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/3402459232516898245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/right-now-i-dont-understand-why-i-was.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3402459232516898245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3402459232516898245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/right-now-i-dont-understand-why-i-was.html' title='Why was I complaining?'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-jY7xhdb8JZc/TsaSAjRPYlI/AAAAAAAAB2A/MGQBEV05PFI/s72-c/blogger-image--889245072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-6034551189625219988</id><published>2011-11-18T13:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:21:39.585+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilda'/><title type='text'>First visit to the midwife</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;Went for my first appointment to my midwife today together with Niels. It was mainly a long session talking about my health and make sure I eat and exercise correctly and feeling well. And for the first time we also got to hear Hilda's heartbeat, woosh-woosh-woosh! So (s)he's still doing fine in there. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;There was only one thing that was "wrong" with me. I should have gained anything between 2-5kg by now and I've rather lost a half. So she demanded me to go on a "let's-get-fat-diet". I'm not supposed to drop by Maccas everyday after work. Rather I should eat the same as I do now but just more often and a bit more. I should be eating 6 meals a day (!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;Since it's Friday today, we have the usual Friday cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-cj30Udh9OEU/TsZNC9RjjqI/AAAAAAAAB1k/-NeVkRJHopI/s640/blogger-image--1786554666.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-cj30Udh9OEU/TsZNC9RjjqI/AAAAAAAAB1k/-NeVkRJHopI/s640/blogger-image--1786554666.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;So here we go! Day 1 of get-me-fatter-project! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fWCSJkZBrQk/TsZNE3ToMsI/AAAAAAAAB14/yIFUAsAQlV8/s640/blogger-image--1042568207.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fWCSJkZBrQk/TsZNE3ToMsI/AAAAAAAAB14/yIFUAsAQlV8/s640/blogger-image--1042568207.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wished though that I could eat this rather... cheese... I LOVE cheese... we have two different types of nice cheese every day staring at me and me staring back with huge cravings. I could easily grow fat on all this good cheese if I only was allowed to. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-21Kd4CPCGSc/TsZNDqp1YjI/AAAAAAAAB1s/tFRjQQkdi18/s640/blogger-image--397225848.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-21Kd4CPCGSc/TsZNDqp1YjI/AAAAAAAAB1s/tFRjQQkdi18/s640/blogger-image--397225848.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday me and Niels celebrated our fake 5-years anniversary. Fake as in 17th of November isn't really the date we started dating. We started dating sometime in September but we don't really remember when so we just created a new date that we've kept to as our anniversary. We didn't really do anything special yesterday though... We ate some dinner I picked up at Magasin and cuddled up (all three of us ;)) and watched a movie. To honour the day I didn't pass out, like I always do to movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oJMSZXo-BsY/TsZNCfzBJFI/AAAAAAAAB1g/-qra3QiNAaA/s640/blogger-image--23064557.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oJMSZXo-BsY/TsZNCfzBJFI/AAAAAAAAB1g/-qra3QiNAaA/s640/blogger-image--23064557.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;Picture taken this summer standing on the jetty of our summercottage... Miss summer already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-6034551189625219988?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/6034551189625219988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6034551189625219988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6034551189625219988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='First visit to the midwife'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-cj30Udh9OEU/TsZNC9RjjqI/AAAAAAAAB1k/-NeVkRJHopI/s72-c/blogger-image--1786554666.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-218186952970088546</id><published>2011-11-17T12:04:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T12:22:19.372+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concert'/><title type='text'>Second concert of the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;So yesterday I went to see Foster the People play at Store Vega together with Birna and Maggi. I loved the energy they had on stage. Great performance, especially the last track they played "Pumped Up Kicks" which they did a total remix off. Great way to end the show! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vbF9I-wiSlg/TsTqWK9yacI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/KQNg8SrCoE4/s640/blogger-image-254404007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vbF9I-wiSlg/TsTqWK9yacI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/KQNg8SrCoE4/s640/blogger-image-254404007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;But thankfully I don't have any more concerts coming up this week. Coming home late after a concert and going to work the next day makes you really tired. My next concert isn't until a week and a half from now. The Antlers are playing on Sunday the 27th of November. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;I've perhaps gone a bit concert crazy lately but concert are great fun. And I do have to admit that I don't buy music albums anymore so buying going to my favorite artists concerts I give them my support and their deserved salary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;And no... I don't illegally download all the music I listen to. I've got a premium subscription on Spotify so I can listen to music on my mobile devices offline as well. So I'm not that bad towards the music industry... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-218186952970088546?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/218186952970088546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/second-concert-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/218186952970088546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/218186952970088546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/second-concert-of-week.html' title='Second concert of the week'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vbF9I-wiSlg/TsTqWK9yacI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/KQNg8SrCoE4/s72-c/blogger-image-254404007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-974048318536198813</id><published>2011-11-15T19:08:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T19:08:46.131+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset in Cph</title><content type='html'>I had a bit of an headache today biking home from work so I biked slower than usually. And what good timing cause it was a beautiful sunset which I would otherwise have missed if I had biked full speed only concentrating on what's ahead of me. Quickly jumped of my bike as I reached the bridge over to Christianshavn and "click"! I must say I do like the camera on my new phone. I haven't done anything to the picture below. No enhancements or nothing. And since it's so much more enjoyable taking pictures now I've also started blogging more :). (I pretty much always blog from my phone)&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-sxhEk717KDk/TsKqrHLXmvI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_cX-JRIy0q0/s640/blogger-image-594248580.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-sxhEk717KDk/TsKqrHLXmvI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_cX-JRIy0q0/s640/blogger-image-594248580.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-974048318536198813?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/974048318536198813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-had-bit-of-headache-today-biking-home.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/974048318536198813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/974048318536198813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-had-bit-of-headache-today-biking-home.html' title='Sunset in Cph'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-sxhEk717KDk/TsKqrHLXmvI/AAAAAAAAB1M/_cX-JRIy0q0/s72-c/blogger-image-594248580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-3786498333414611576</id><published>2011-11-15T00:05:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:21:39.575+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilda'/><title type='text'>Hildas first concert...</title><content type='html'>... If u can say that. (S)he didn't really get to see it. But (s)he definitely should have felt it. A lot of base and rhythm at tonight's James Blake concert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great concert but this summers concert at Flow Festival where James Blake also performed was so good that it was almost impossible to top. So if the Flow concert got 5 stars out of 5 possible then tonight's concert was a strong 4. I really missed having my usual beer in my hand. Instead I replaced it with a coke and water. Feel like Hilda is a little too minor yet to get to taste alcohol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's bedtime for me. Don't want to be as tired at work tomorrow as I was today. I really would have needed a weekend after this past weekend on the school bench. And I've got another concert with Hilda on Wednesday. So nighty night from me!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-V8uF3HkY-O8/TsGeqb0Q21I/AAAAAAAAB1E/rkDz9kJSV3Y/s640/blogger-image--1697117231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-V8uF3HkY-O8/TsGeqb0Q21I/AAAAAAAAB1E/rkDz9kJSV3Y/s640/blogger-image--1697117231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-3786498333414611576?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/3786498333414611576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/hilda-first-concert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3786498333414611576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3786498333414611576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/hilda-first-concert.html' title='Hildas first concert...'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-V8uF3HkY-O8/TsGeqb0Q21I/AAAAAAAAB1E/rkDz9kJSV3Y/s72-c/blogger-image--1697117231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-329496100802946600</id><published>2011-11-14T15:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T15:22:20.154+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lollipop</title><content type='html'>When's the last time you've had a Chupa Chups? At least it's been ages for me. It's nothing I ever get a craving for when I stand in the candy aisle.&lt;br /&gt;But every Monday we have a sugar treat from the catering service here at work. Guess they assume it's a good kick start for the start of the week. Usually it's just a small candy wrapping but today we got lollipops. For some reason they weren't that popular :), but I had to give it a try. (think I wont get a craving for them in the future either.)&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-86hxiAN5sbQ/TsEjvQVEXSI/AAAAAAAAB08/_8uj-0Lj1IE/s640/blogger-image--546650352.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-86hxiAN5sbQ/TsEjvQVEXSI/AAAAAAAAB08/_8uj-0Lj1IE/s640/blogger-image--546650352.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-329496100802946600?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/329496100802946600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/lollipop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/329496100802946600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/329496100802946600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/lollipop.html' title='Lollipop'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-86hxiAN5sbQ/TsEjvQVEXSI/AAAAAAAAB08/_8uj-0Lj1IE/s72-c/blogger-image--546650352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-6275691461530811931</id><published>2011-11-13T11:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T11:52:45.904+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ijATlVph8kc/Tr-bnvyg_II/AAAAAAAAB0k/KVsK3NpEWxA/s640/blogger-image-717338492.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ijATlVph8kc/Tr-bnvyg_II/AAAAAAAAB0k/KVsK3NpEWxA/s640/blogger-image-717338492.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I'm attending a conference in Hillerød. It's really interesting but at the same really hard to get "back on the school-bench". No matter how interesting the talk is I still tend to glance at the watch waiting for the next break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This conference is mainly with male contenders. It's quite geeky topics that are dealt. But the absolute bonus about that is that this time it's the men who have to queue for the toilets and us few women can walk straight in. What a bliss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-napWqazsBVU/Tr-bzpbwhGI/AAAAAAAAB0s/psE-bzQXvBU/s640/blogger-image-1917992312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-napWqazsBVU/Tr-bzpbwhGI/AAAAAAAAB0s/psE-bzQXvBU/s640/blogger-image-1917992312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I woke up this morning. The conference is taking place at a hostel where we could stay for the night if we wanted to for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-x2zTPJovqY4/Tr-b9EB7loI/AAAAAAAAB00/PR2_9wgC9EE/s640/blogger-image--1452220857.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-x2zTPJovqY4/Tr-b9EB7loI/AAAAAAAAB00/PR2_9wgC9EE/s640/blogger-image--1452220857.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I woke up to. A nice, calm frosty morning.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sgI_QLPWF3A/Tr-bmJyPibI/AAAAAAAAB0c/obx_tazOlAU/s640/blogger-image--1331496470.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sgI_QLPWF3A/Tr-bmJyPibI/AAAAAAAAB0c/obx_tazOlAU/s640/blogger-image--1331496470.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-6275691461530811931?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/6275691461530811931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/conference-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6275691461530811931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6275691461530811931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/conference-weekend.html' title='Conference weekend'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ijATlVph8kc/Tr-bnvyg_II/AAAAAAAAB0k/KVsK3NpEWxA/s72-c/blogger-image-717338492.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-4049747222499082337</id><published>2011-11-11T16:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:21:39.580+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilda'/><title type='text'>So surreal!</title><content type='html'>Just got home and found this in the mailbox. So surreal! In 5 months I'll have a little one using that! It's the first baby item I've received. A free sample you get from MAM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VJmwWBZiykc/Tr1FWiZpnjI/AAAAAAAAB0U/dqnKVGuEdvw/s640/blogger-image--2041375239.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VJmwWBZiykc/Tr1FWiZpnjI/AAAAAAAAB0U/dqnKVGuEdvw/s640/blogger-image--2041375239.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-4049747222499082337?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/4049747222499082337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-surreal.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/4049747222499082337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/4049747222499082337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-surreal.html' title='So surreal!'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VJmwWBZiykc/Tr1FWiZpnjI/AAAAAAAAB0U/dqnKVGuEdvw/s72-c/blogger-image--2041375239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-6118789148746847418</id><published>2011-11-11T12:37:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T12:52:02.054+01:00</updated><title type='text'>oneone.oneone.oneone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Guess nobody has been able to miss today's date. I feel like it is mentioned everywhere! So I didn't want to be an outsider and decided I need to post something about it as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7M-uP0F6fnA/Tr0JHuX74pI/AAAAAAAAB0M/tey_20LRfZo/s1600/1301935692_1-1-300x200.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7M-uP0F6fnA/Tr0JHuX74pI/AAAAAAAAB0M/tey_20LRfZo/s400/1301935692_1-1-300x200.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673701133868851858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What I'm more curious about though is how many people will announce today that they've either gotten married or engaged. I've so far seen one status on Facebook change from "In a relationship" to "Engaged". I even read that there is an extra big amount of people that have requested to get a c-section scheduled for today cause they want their kid to have the social security number 111111. A bit to early for us so I didn't order a time for today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-6118789148746847418?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/6118789148746847418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/oneoneoneoneoneone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6118789148746847418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6118789148746847418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/oneoneoneoneoneone.html' title='oneone.oneone.oneone'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7M-uP0F6fnA/Tr0JHuX74pI/AAAAAAAAB0M/tey_20LRfZo/s72-c/1301935692_1-1-300x200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-7387125853529580595</id><published>2011-11-10T11:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:04:59.185+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hygge at the office</title><content type='html'>I love candles! I don't know why they are so cosy and fascinating but they just are. And now when it's getting darker outside we've started lighting up candles here at the office. This is my desk at the moment. Some candles and cactuses I got from a client. And some rendering in progress as well. Making a special lotto commercial  this week as Viking lotto has hit a jackpot of 92 million krona! Imagine winning that!! I think I'd go a bit loco. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZUhQYT2OgWU/Truhx7VlI9I/AAAAAAAABz4/SZtfAXNkkZk/s640/blogger-image-617819627.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZUhQYT2OgWU/Truhx7VlI9I/AAAAAAAABz4/SZtfAXNkkZk/s640/blogger-image-617819627.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-D6Ck_JnCc38/TruhyQAIDCI/AAAAAAAABz8/lHGVeiQI-To/s640/blogger-image--1434034138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-D6Ck_JnCc38/TruhyQAIDCI/AAAAAAAABz8/lHGVeiQI-To/s640/blogger-image--1434034138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-7387125853529580595?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/7387125853529580595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/hygge-at-office.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/7387125853529580595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/7387125853529580595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/hygge-at-office.html' title='Hygge at the office'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZUhQYT2OgWU/Truhx7VlI9I/AAAAAAAABz4/SZtfAXNkkZk/s72-c/blogger-image-617819627.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-7295097061534933619</id><published>2011-11-09T16:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:21:39.599+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilda'/><title type='text'>Hilda would like to say hi!</title><content type='html'>Guess I can come out with it officially now when I've told my boss at work as well. But most of you already know this news but I'd like to introduce Hilda to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dyO-zfY7A5k/TrpJRtnuK8I/AAAAAAAABzw/azpyk5Zig6s/s350/blogger-image-447210182.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dyO-zfY7A5k/TrpJRtnuK8I/AAAAAAAABzw/azpyk5Zig6s/s350/blogger-image-447210182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have no clue of the gender yet so the name Hilda will have to be seen as a unisex name. Long story for where the name comes from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna ask you to bare with me  for the upcoming future as this blog most likely will turn out more baby oriented from now on. But I also use my blog to channel out my thoughts and ponderings so naturally baby stuff is kinda what's on my mind these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, big news and both Niels and me couldn't be happier! The expected due date is 28th of April. A day before my own birthday, a day after Morris'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be fine to post this news on my blog as you aren't that many reading it, mainly just close friends and family. But I'm going to keep the news away from Facebook. No other reason than I don't feel like I need to share this news with my 500 friends on fb quite yet. The people whom I want to know, most of you read this blog anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting at work at the moment rendering and just felt like posing this now. Not all my coworkers knows about this yet, but I'm assuming it won't be that much longer before I either blurp it out or that someone might start thinking that maybe I'm not just bloated all the time. It's not super visible yet, I can still easily be mistaken for maybe just have eaten a bit too much lately ;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-7295097061534933619?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/7295097061534933619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/hilda-would-like-to-say-hi.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/7295097061534933619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/7295097061534933619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/hilda-would-like-to-say-hi.html' title='Hilda would like to say hi!'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dyO-zfY7A5k/TrpJRtnuK8I/AAAAAAAABzw/azpyk5Zig6s/s72-c/blogger-image-447210182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-41041473690953588</id><published>2011-11-06T19:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T19:49:50.857+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A weekend in Malmö and Frederiksberg</title><content type='html'>Spent all Saturday walking up and down the streets of Malmö together with Niels and his parents. For no other reason than it's nice just heading over the bridge on a sunny day seeing something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5YJm7K-z1VQ/TrbVeqCaNdI/AAAAAAAABzQ/T7kb-K54gL0/s640/blogger-image-1682135256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5YJm7K-z1VQ/TrbVeqCaNdI/AAAAAAAABzQ/T7kb-K54gL0/s640/blogger-image-1682135256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No big shopping, got myself some underwear and wrapping paper. Super exciting! But the grand finale of visiting Sweden is going grocery shopping. Now we've got the fridge full of good food. So for snacks last night we had some pickles-honey-smetana dish. A Russian dish I really like. But you need to have smetana for it or it won't be the real deal. And can't get no smetana in dk. Well enough of the smetana since most of u might not have a clue of what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-gP463_dsMkE/TrbVfxaPdcI/AAAAAAAABzY/Mv-WLJ1Cgbg/s640/blogger-image--2046583583.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-gP463_dsMkE/TrbVfxaPdcI/AAAAAAAABzY/Mv-WLJ1Cgbg/s640/blogger-image--2046583583.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had some apartments to look at as usually on Sundays. We had a private showin in the morning for three places and later we went to see a couple of more open houses. Quite the efficient day. We found one we actually quite liked. Let's see if we even will make an offer on it. It's not our dream place, but for that we would need a couple of extra millions I think. But this was a place we could see ourselves living in and be able to afford a steak and a good bottle of wine as well :).&lt;br /&gt;Only bad thing was the bathroom size. But that is just the problem with older houses in Copenhagen in general. So even though I'd like to have a good size bathroom I think I'll have to save that for our next apartment when we might have some more money to play around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Ua656vUYC7c/TrbViddj2XI/AAAAAAAABzo/FuKhMEqebe0/s640/blogger-image--1945060186.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Ua656vUYC7c/TrbViddj2XI/AAAAAAAABzo/FuKhMEqebe0/s640/blogger-image--1945060186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole day was rounded up with going through the apartments at a cafe and discussing good and bad thins about the different places. Now I'm home along spending a relaxing evening in front of the tv. Hope you've enjoyed your weekend too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fG0tNwQwVEc/TrbVgy_yOVI/AAAAAAAABzg/NIYxoMt-Gdg/s640/blogger-image--340871765.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fG0tNwQwVEc/TrbVgy_yOVI/AAAAAAAABzg/NIYxoMt-Gdg/s640/blogger-image--340871765.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-41041473690953588?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/41041473690953588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/weekend-in-malmo-and-frederiksberg.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/41041473690953588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/41041473690953588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/weekend-in-malmo-and-frederiksberg.html' title='A weekend in Malmö and Frederiksberg'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5YJm7K-z1VQ/TrbVeqCaNdI/AAAAAAAABzQ/T7kb-K54gL0/s72-c/blogger-image-1682135256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-2771854708530202511</id><published>2011-11-05T00:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T00:44:09.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'>J-dag</title><content type='html'>Today the "snow" fell at 20:59, and the christmas beer was introduced. Manage to catch a glimps of the Carlsberg truck but wasn't as fortunate this year to get myself a hat (or a free beer for that matter). But that's more than fine. It's not like I would use the hat anyways :). I was at Kalua 75, a new place on Fiolstræde. Nice and cosy, definitely will go there again. And they serve tapas so I'm basically sold :). &lt;br /&gt;I'll have to make a better review of the place another time and promote it as its Giovanni's new place, Carmen's dad, Tjappes fiancé. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lQk4iWuZGG0/TrR4yCifnxI/AAAAAAAABzI/N9dQuc2oUTo/s640/blogger-image-1629049156.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lQk4iWuZGG0/TrR4yCifnxI/AAAAAAAABzI/N9dQuc2oUTo/s640/blogger-image-1629049156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-2771854708530202511?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/2771854708530202511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/j-dag.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2771854708530202511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2771854708530202511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/j-dag.html' title='J-dag'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lQk4iWuZGG0/TrR4yCifnxI/AAAAAAAABzI/N9dQuc2oUTo/s72-c/blogger-image-1629049156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-1695391951382369873</id><published>2011-11-03T18:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T18:26:28.693+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mums</title><content type='html'>There are a few things that I enjoy about christmas arriving earlier and earlier to the stores each year. One of them is when they start selling nuts. But all the decorations they could wait with introducing for another 3-4 weeks. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kvzvKCvzWCo/TrLOw74O9xI/AAAAAAAABzA/89NyRwoYxnI/s640/blogger-image--867588977.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kvzvKCvzWCo/TrLOw74O9xI/AAAAAAAABzA/89NyRwoYxnI/s640/blogger-image--867588977.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-1695391951382369873?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1695391951382369873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/mums.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1695391951382369873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/1695391951382369873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/mums.html' title='Mums'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kvzvKCvzWCo/TrLOw74O9xI/AAAAAAAABzA/89NyRwoYxnI/s72-c/blogger-image--867588977.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-118587527094037106</id><published>2011-11-03T09:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T09:34:57.476+01:00</updated><title type='text'>iPhone 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DcY6VWAiraU/TrJRjXy3L2I/AAAAAAAABy4/-R0V-n9MZqw/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-10-14%2Bat%2B1.32.29%2BPM.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DcY6VWAiraU/TrJRjXy3L2I/AAAAAAAABy4/-R0V-n9MZqw/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-10-14%2Bat%2B1.32.29%2BPM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670684548937494370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I already found this web-banner commercial a couple of weeks ago but through kokken&amp;amp;jomfruen catering service you are apparently able to win an iphone 5. Quite tempting to participate as it most likely is the only available sample in the world. Or perhaps I should just be happy with my new 4S ;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-118587527094037106?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/118587527094037106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/iphone-5.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/118587527094037106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/118587527094037106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/iphone-5.html' title='iPhone 5'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DcY6VWAiraU/TrJRjXy3L2I/AAAAAAAABy4/-R0V-n9MZqw/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-10-14%2Bat%2B1.32.29%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-8224045680552145961</id><published>2011-11-02T14:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T14:41:07.257+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Upgraded workstation</title><content type='html'>Just got a new screen for my workstation. So now I've got an apple led cinema display! Hello crisp colors!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ztGnhttaNEQ/TrFH09noidI/AAAAAAAABys/4BOj3CDFTbg/s640/blogger-image-1623554123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ztGnhttaNEQ/TrFH09noidI/AAAAAAAABys/4BOj3CDFTbg/s640/blogger-image-1623554123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-8224045680552145961?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/8224045680552145961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/upgraded-workstation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8224045680552145961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8224045680552145961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/upgraded-workstation.html' title='Upgraded workstation'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ztGnhttaNEQ/TrFH09noidI/AAAAAAAABys/4BOj3CDFTbg/s72-c/blogger-image-1623554123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-6470647684027828705</id><published>2011-10-30T21:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T21:13:41.617+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Apartment hunting</title><content type='html'>Since it was Sunday today Niels and me went apartment hunting. We've been mainly focusing on Frederiksberg lately as we've really come to like the area. Plus it's closer to Niels work but still becomes the same distance for me to work as I have now. Would probably save Niels at least 30min in the mornings. &lt;br /&gt;Didn't find our dream home today but a few potential homes. To find our dream home we need to win the lottery to be able to throw in some extra money in the budget. Or any donations are very welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were walking around Frederiksberg I couldn't help but dream away about already living there in the cosy neighborhood looking at the small details of houses. Eg. this was a small simple detail that caught my attention which I thought was pretty cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-IjavfsOuZEA/Tq2v9FMiAYI/AAAAAAAAByk/p5V6T5uUiBg/s640/blogger-image-1729739805.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-IjavfsOuZEA/Tq2v9FMiAYI/AAAAAAAAByk/p5V6T5uUiBg/s640/blogger-image-1729739805.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-6470647684027828705?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/6470647684027828705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/10/apartment-hunting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6470647684027828705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6470647684027828705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/10/apartment-hunting.html' title='Apartment hunting'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-IjavfsOuZEA/Tq2v9FMiAYI/AAAAAAAAByk/p5V6T5uUiBg/s72-c/blogger-image-1729739805.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-2039093667590505212</id><published>2011-10-28T22:16:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T22:24:12.169+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with the old and in with the new</title><content type='html'>Goodbye old phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cvtkQwGBZ1c/TqsN1epRQgI/AAAAAAAAByU/pQGJ_jqCUfg/s640/blogger-image-546672467.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cvtkQwGBZ1c/TqsN1epRQgI/AAAAAAAAByU/pQGJ_jqCUfg/s640/blogger-image-546672467.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and welcome new phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-fpWWmlQU8hU/TqsN18MuTrI/AAAAAAAAByc/B_3eY7s65Cs/s640/blogger-image--2066419960.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-fpWWmlQU8hU/TqsN18MuTrI/AAAAAAAAByc/B_3eY7s65Cs/s640/blogger-image--2066419960.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can probably see à bit of a difference in photo quality. Not The best comparison photo, but the colors are much more correct with the new phone. E.g my new phone is not reddish like the camera with my old phone portraits it to be :). (The photo of my old phone is taken with my new phone and vice versa).I'm super excited about having a better camera on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't expect to get it this quickly, since the new iPhone had its release date here in Denmark today. But seems like they got a big batch of phones in as I surely wasn't the only one picking up their pre-ordered phone today in the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, from now on I've upgraded the pictures on my blog :).&lt;br /&gt;Hope u all will have a good weekend. I think mine is going to mainly be spent at home do I can once and for all get this flue over and done with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-2039093667590505212?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/2039093667590505212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/10/out-with-old-and-in-with-new.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2039093667590505212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/2039093667590505212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/10/out-with-old-and-in-with-new.html' title='Out with the old and in with the new'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cvtkQwGBZ1c/TqsN1epRQgI/AAAAAAAAByU/pQGJ_jqCUfg/s72-c/blogger-image-546672467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-8576951101344379762</id><published>2011-10-26T16:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T16:17:17.511+02:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how I'd like to imagine it being every time</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="450" height="259" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XyJM9htdVlE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-8576951101344379762?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/8576951101344379762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-how-id-like-to-imagine-it-being.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8576951101344379762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/8576951101344379762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-how-id-like-to-imagine-it-being.html' title='This is how I&apos;d like to imagine it being every time'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XyJM9htdVlE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-21798157012856957</id><published>2011-10-25T14:10:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T14:10:16.944+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed-bound</title><content type='html'>So... Remember me mentioning about having a flu? Well it never got better. Went by demand of both my coworkers and Niels to the doctors today to check up on why I ain't getting better. Even though I'm coughing like every 30 seconds my lungs sounded pretty normal. But to be sure they took a bloodsample where they found that I do have some infection going on. Weren't sure if it was caused by bacteria or virus, but got a prescription on some penicillin. So here I am in bed at home. Hopefully not for much longer. Getting restless soon of not having a social life at all. Last week I got to sleep longer in the morning cause there wasn't that much to do at work. Got to enjoy good healthy breakfasts and beatysleep which I thought would work miracles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/104692034126057567169/Milla?authkey=Gv1sRgCIu0wMjW1IDLKA#5667400957515806722'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-CDBpa2Yf9Oo/TqanJMhwOAI/AAAAAAAABxI/BS9N3GD2qUQ/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='320' height='240' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now hopefully when I've changed these good meals out to this instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/104692034126057567169/Milla?authkey=Gv1sRgCIu0wMjW1IDLKA#5667400966931673458'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Pbu2pX4WpQg/TqanJvmq8XI/AAAAAAAABxM/EkAwV8ty_0Y/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='320' height='320' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I hope that something positive will come out of it. I've got a lot of things to do this week and don't have time to just lay home and get a numb ass out of watching bad day tv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-21798157012856957?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/21798157012856957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/10/bed-bound.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/21798157012856957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/21798157012856957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/10/bed-bound.html' title='Bed-bound'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-CDBpa2Yf9Oo/TqanJMhwOAI/AAAAAAAABxI/BS9N3GD2qUQ/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-3883021229420709423</id><published>2011-10-18T22:29:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T22:41:33.111+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery wrapping</title><content type='html'>Got a package today from Topshop and found the best wrapping I've seen for a while. They must have had a young intern working its first shift in their storage packing my order. Cause I've never seen such a bad folding/wrapping of an item. Can u guess what this is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/104692034126057567169/Milla?authkey=Gv1sRgCIu0wMjW1IDLKA#5664935101272792626'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-5HRRMS3Ifrg/Tp3kdeMBnjI/AAAAAAAABws/iP2DTTHLpBU/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='320' height='240' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even I got confused for a second but then I remembered what I had ordered. But I wouldn't have exactly packed it like this... Rolled around it's own hanger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what is was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/104692034126057567169/Milla?authkey=Gv1sRgCIu0wMjW1IDLKA#5664935114595316610'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-E-d7-718jYQ/Tp3keP0XM4I/AAAAAAAABw0/5TcXZpeIK-4/s288/4.jpg' border='0' width='240' height='320' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the picture quality. I'm really getting tired of the bad quality my iPhone 3 takes in darker spaces. But don't u worry. I'm on the waiting list for a new iPhone 4S! And then the pictures will be absolutely gorgeous! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I could take pictures with a normal camera rather than with my phone. But it instantly becomes more of a hassle blogging then when u need to involve transferring pictures from one device to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's by the way another picture I forgot to post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/104692034126057567169/Milla?authkey=Gv1sRgCIu0wMjW1IDLKA#5664935131651495234'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-aTulrYkfdDw/Tp3kfPW31UI/AAAAAAAABw8/knfBIyo-vDA/s288/5.jpg' border='0' width='240' height='320' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was in Gothenburg visiting last weekend together with Niels. He had never had the pleasure to taste macaroons so had to go and buy some. They are delicious small treats aren't they!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-3883021229420709423?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/3883021229420709423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/10/mystery-wrapping.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3883021229420709423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/3883021229420709423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/10/mystery-wrapping.html' title='Mystery wrapping'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-5HRRMS3Ifrg/Tp3kdeMBnjI/AAAAAAAABws/iP2DTTHLpBU/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9056499.post-6767488575683591840</id><published>2011-10-11T10:10:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T10:10:52.581+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'll survive</title><content type='html'>Sitting at work with a killer flue. Should be in bed taking care of myself but this flue has come during the worst timing. I've got a huge deadline coming up this Friday on a project that I'm the only one working on. So there is simply not time for me to take a day or two off. I'll just have to survive through the next couple of days and then I can relax and feel sorry for myself. Unlike yesterday when the flue came as a surprise today I'm fully prepared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/104692034126057567169/Milla?authkey=Gv1sRgCIu0wMjW1IDLKA#5662144079862112370'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-HVpGiLDcsCs/TpP6CpNDIHI/AAAAAAAABwk/RaGWs9nmseY/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='350' height='262' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll be able to get myself through the day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9056499-6767488575683591840?l=millacamilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/feeds/6767488575683591840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-think-i-survive.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6767488575683591840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9056499/posts/default/6767488575683591840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millacamilla.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-think-i-survive.html' title='I think I&amp;#39;ll survive'/><author><name>Milla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02868266369833228994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AgVK0oE1egY/TTSMbrBXIPI/AAAAAAAABU8/ILlFOsqVxlk/S220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-03-21%2Bat%2B12.18.50%2BPM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-HVpGiLDcsCs/TpP6CpNDIHI/AAAAAAAABwk/RaGWs9nmseY/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
