But you don't have a clue...

..how much we miss you Minhye! Have a safe flight and we will meet again, I'm sure. For me it still doesn't feel real that you don't come to our place and wait in the hallway and come to sauna with me.

This summer feels unreal also in other ways. I don't have any holidays and I've been so busy at work that in the evenings I've just watched TV brainlessly and then gone to sleep. I don't like this! I don't have time to meet my friends, they're doing all the nicest things when I'm too tired to do anything. I don't need all this money, I'd rather be poor but have time to do the things I enjoy the most. Now I'm spending my money on colourful clothes and special foods I could easily life without. Why there's no middle way? Less money and less work, I'd be happy with that.

After saying goodbye to Minhye in the early morning I went to the market place cafe to have breakfast and watch people. Pikachu appeared there as well and it wanted to have a little of my tea. Merja blossoms.



Last week I visited Kuopio and Jyväskylä. Sunny days, football, countryside, trains, flowers, lovely people, all those things I can't enjoy this summer. Maybe goodbyes make me feel this way and I realise once again what's important and what's not.





Moona hides her eyes, because then happened something completely different...


...they fell down!



I love Spotify though! All these songs I've already forgotten and now they're playing in my head and speakers. Yesterday Minhye, Teemu, Monika, Merja, Sejin and Shahram were visiting our place and we listened to horrible songs from Spotify, for example "Pikku-Merja" by Jamppa Tuominen, "Pikku-Taina" by Tapani Perttu and " Monika, Monika, Monika" by Reijo Taipale. Why on earth all those songs tell about cheating and evil women who have left the men :D Nice women don't deserve songs named after them?

Next week starts the summer season of aerobic, I'm already waiting! Although it means that I only come home to sleep...But I hope I have one evening this summer, when I feel like these Röyksopp "You don't have a clue" lyrics:

"It's late in the night, dancing is done
The music has died, you're ready to run

But you don't have a clue, this party hasn't ended yet
Not for me and you, now you're just pretending

You're hiding from yourself,
Yes you are, yes you are
Like golden rays of sun in the cloud"

Roses are red, violets are blue, I like you because you are you.

Can't get enough of roses. First I got some, pink and yellow. Then we celebrated book and rose day (or as Wikipedia puts it, World book day) at the library on Monday, when it was the name day of Ruusu (rose in Finnish). We got lots of roses from local garden to give away to customers and there were an exhibition about rose varietes (there was one called "Green tea", too!) as well. These photos were taken today, still most of the roses are doing fine :D Big white rose below is called "Avalanche".



This week has been ultimately busy, we have lots of events for children (puppet theatre, fairy tale hours) and organising everything just takes all the energy. I'm still a bit sick, so in the evenings I fall asleep before 10...But all the others seem to be sick at work as well, no fever, but coughing and sneezing. What is this weird disease that seems to last for too long!

Last week was first of May, in Finland known as Vappu. Lots of people getting drunk, having kind of festival mood although it's not even warm yet :) Guess how I spent my day? Playing Left 4 Dead of course! It was free for vappu day, so I downloaded it and shoot zombies the whole day. No alcohol, no party mood, no friends, nothing social, just me and my headphones and keyboard. I was feeling quite sick that day too, so I didn't want to go out at all. But besides that I also read lots of books, knitted, made funny faces with Juha (Rubik balloon was the only one we had!) and stood in sunlight.





Some book recommendations -> Guy Delisle's Merkintöjä Burmasta (Burma Chronicles in English), Olimme kuluttajia by Roope Mokka and Aleksi Neuvonen (only in Finnish) and Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie's Puolikas keltaista aurinkoa (Half of a Yellow Sun in English).

I'm trying to gather my strength, next week I'll be working also on Saturday with first class elementary school children :D

I also finished one it-looks-almost-like-a-hat, originally called Spring Beret. Good for those days when I'm too lazy to comb my hair. Thank you Ravelry for giving me endless patterns of beautiful stuff to knit!

That's all. I hope that great success meets everyone and life is good.