Our long, strange family trip to Venice and Stockholm is finally finished. The Swedish word for “finish” is “slut,” as we learned at this food court.
That dirty lasagna! You can tell it wants it!
(Sometimes Swedish movies even end with a big “SLUT” on the screen. Not cool, Sweden! You’d think you’d have a more sex-positive attitude, what with your world champion bikini team and all. By the way, we also learned on this trip that the Swedish word for “speed” is “fart,” to the endless delight of my kids. Parking lots don’t have entrances and exits in Sweden. They have infarts and utfarts.)
Hopefully I’ll have some more photos and trip diary to post soon. I cleverly staged my delivery dates for my upcoming series of children’s books (amazing facts about stuff! KIDS EAT THAT UP!!!) so that I could have a nice relaxing family summer, but I just agreed to do two pretty cool new puzzle-and-game-type things that I now have to dive into feet-first. (Head-first? Which one is crazier?) So back to work for me and I think I’ll be able to talk about both big projects pretty soon.