Baked goods and little angels...
This is one of my favourite bakeries in Iceland. It is outside of Reykjavik and in one of those old houses that reminds me of homes filled with the smell of something pastry in the oven. I have to admit I also love this bakery for its name: "Vort daglegt braud" means: Our daily Bread! Now I am as religious as the next Viking, but I always liked this phrase. A girl´s gotta eat!
On other related news. Smari came to town today and we decided to spend some quality time together. Window-shopping to see what he would like for Christmas, some dining out and a visit to my work place. Now while we were gently chewing our food at Kentucky Fried Chicken (his first English words, I am a very proud teacher!) he all of a sudden looks me up and down:
Smari: When I am all grown up, you are gonna be old, aren´t you?
Monika: (starting to panick - I am 29 for God´s sake, I am not with one foot in the grave yet!) When you are all grown up, I am gonna be older than you, yes.
But not old!
Smari: So we can still go out to eat and play together?
Monika: I would love that very much, we might play different games though, but
we´ll always have fun together.
Smari: Even if I am like a hundred years old?
Monika: If I am still around and healthy...then hopefully yes.
Smari:(smiles) Good you started at the gym, then!
I mean, although this talk reminded me of mortality, I still think it is something so precious!
Happy Wednesday to all of you and I hope there is someone in your life that gives you that special feeling... that a world without you in it, would be less sparkly!