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So now we are back home.  The kiddos are with their dad celebrating Christmas and I am nursing Lillen back to health from a very nasty stomach virus.  It is not unusual or people to get stomach viruses there, but I have never personally experienced or seen somebody throwing up so much as Lillen and Jacob has.  Vomit is a tough one for me and thank GOD I haven't had to clean any of it up!  I am just staying out of the line of fire and swallowing my whole, white peppercorns to avoid getting the same thing.

We had a wonderful time!  The fall has been stressful for all of us...frankly, the whole year has been intense, but really fun and exciting too.  The kids have forgone birthday and Christmas presents for 2 years because they only really wanted to go to Egypt, so we worked really hard and went.  They said over and over again how thankful they were and Paul even said that he wished there was a better word for Thank You and Gratitude that matched the intensity of his feelings. 

I am very grateful to have such grateful kids.

I managed to get a bit cleaned up at the house yesterday, but I still have a bit to go.  The washing machine is on the blink again.  Great timing.  There is a mountain of laundry to do.  The people who can fix seem to be on vacation so we will just have to wait.  Things like this should just work, shouldn't they?

Just a couple of more days until I start working at my "real" job and I am really looking forward to it!!!  Just 3 days left!!


The last day of our trip to Egypt was REALLY special!



If you didn't already know, this is how I am 99% of the time I am home...and I am happy as a clam like this!

An obelisk outside of the Cairo Museum


The Cairo Museum. Probably the best museum in the world!


After hours and hours of walking, Paul stopped laughing at my jokes, I got tired, Jake threw up and Lillen got testy. What's a family vacation without all that?


Jake bought a new guitar with his money.



The kids saved their money for 2 years doing various errands around the house and that money along with the money they received from family members put their savings up to around 2000:- (or not quite $300) with which they bought whatever they wanted.  I was proud to see that they spent much of it on other's gifts and made solid purchases that they will enjoy for years to come.  Jake's biggest investment was this guitar, since he loves playing.  The entire back of it was a mother of pearl mosaic.  We were all a little envious of his purchase.  Since mom is a shrewd negotiator, we got the price down from $100 to just $30. ;-) Paul bought 4 gorgeous lamps instead and of course, drawing paper with leather binding.

Paul and Jacob in front of one of the Pyramids on Christmas Day


Jake tries to not seem afraid of the camel... he does a convincing job.



Their camel was named Michael Jackson.  Ours was named Michael Douglas.  The kids asked, Who's Michael Douglas?  ...and we just felt old and didn't bother to explain.

Can you believe we got this pic from a mobile phone? Amazing!


Paul is about to ride his first camel with me around the Pyramids.


For the folks back home...the kids have grown ALOT!!!!


Lillen was not satisfied with the buffet and the rest is history...


The Sphinx


Not bad for a $3 haircut.


Lillen got coerced into a shave and an eyebrow adjustment.




Paul's haircut is shaping up nicely.


Jake gets his haircut by people who understand his kind of hair.


Christmas Eve and the exchange of presents.



The kids got snorkeling gear, a sweatshirt, shorts and ake designer underwear (which they were surprisingly thrilled to recieve...Jacob threw them on immediately and sighed at the feel of egyption cotton...I laughed my behind off!  Not bad for $3 a pair and the reaction was priceless).  I got a red scarf (my favorite color) from Paul, earrings from Jacob and a fake Chanel wallet that I not too discreetly hinted to Lillen that I wanted.  Lillen got a bathrobe from me, an ashtray from Jacob and an egyption metal piece of art from Paul.

Mom fixes snorkel-gear (the Christmas present they were most excited about!)


Paul is like mom...not so impressed if the water isn't warm.


Jacob thinks he's Ramses II


Paul and Jacob horsing around.


The boys were Livin La Vida Loca from day 1!


The pool has to be 28 degrees for me to get in...(I'm a coward, I know!)



Jake and mom having a blast!

My favorite pic from The Finale of DBK


DBK The Grand Finale!!!!

It was so nice to come home, take off all of my tight clothes, take out the contact linses, put on the long underwear, face cream and a weird piece of tape I bought at the pharmacy to prevent a cold sore from coming on and just chill!  I made shrimp linguini with cherry tomatoes, white wine and lemon sauce and have just relaxed and laughed with Lillen and dreamed about Christmas with the kids in a warmer climate.  The kids have begged for this trip for 2 years and I have fixed a house sitter to hang out here while we're gone.

The week leading up to the Finale was unusually quiet.  Just a couple of interviews and a bit of Christmas shopping before.  There were several people who have been a part of the well-oiled machine that DBK has been for me.  Maria in Titanix has grown and Maria in Blender has shined.  Torgny Melins has gone from my least favvo band to one who has earned quite a bit of respect from me due to their sheer respect for their audience and humility.  Zekes have perhaps earned even a younger audience than what Scotts did and that is beneficial, not only for swedish culture and it's young people, but also for dansband as a whole.  Date tasted the sweetest of revansches and Playtones....The Playtones took a classic concept, made it their own and in the most honest, beautiful way made it accessible to the masses.  They were absolutely brilliant! 

They.Deserved.To.Win!

In the first round of the evening, all of the bands played their favorite song.  I loved Titanix and The Playtones the best and was thus assigned to give the reasons as to why THEY were so great...not thast particular number.  I was the first one out to say why Titanix was so great...as a whole.  I read on Nystås's blog where he siad tha Titanix's performance perhaps didn't deserve tears.  I will be honest and say that Gråt Inga Tårar in their version was not my favvo Titanix song in 6 weeks.  I am still moved by Anne-lie Rydé's version at the Guldklaven last summer.  She took it way down to a level where you heard every single tear the songwriter shed while writing this song.  I was not a major Rydé fan before, but she moved me that night and a fast, unemotional version of that song now rolls off of me like water on a beaver's back.  What I was moved most by was having worked with Maria for several years, always wondering why they weren't bigger than they were and then seeing the answer and fulfillment of everything that apparently was missing before, unfold before my very eyes.  What was missing, you might ask?  I could never put my finger on it before, but now that I have watched it unfold these last 6 weeks, I THINK I have an idea.  It could be as simple as this:

They didn't believe in their soul that they were worthy of it.

There is a divine principle in life that says that your visions of what you are worth and can achieve is and will be your reality.  They perhaps never believed on a spiritual level that they were worth so much attention (which is a common them in the lack of self esteem and confidence that runs rampant within the dansband industry).  That changed from program to program and every week they got a little bit more confidence and feedback and their own sense of worth grew.  THAT is what got me all choked up and I swear to you that every time I see this much  growth in a band or a human being or a hampster, I will ALWAYS be moved to tears when I see it.  Since my own walk in this life has dealt with understanding my own worth and value, professionally and in my relationships, seeing someone else grow parallel to me is exciting and worth tears and acknowledgment...in my world anyway.

The next round, there were 4 bands: Playtones, Torgny Melins, Titanix and Zekes.  They represented well so many different aspects of the dansband genre and actually, THAT was my whole point when I took this job in the first place: that people would appreciate the many aspects and styles of Dansband and thus would give more space to new sounds, looks, and impressions as long as the music was dansable and put together lovingly with the AUDIENCE prioritised before their own ambitions.

The People voted and despite my belief that Torgny Melins and The Playtones would duke it out at the end, Titanix surprisingly took a lead and I was THRILLED!  ...but mostly surprised!  Now the game was on, for REAL!

The audience was the only one who had an opinion in this last round and I believed all along that The Playtones would win and they did, but quite honestly, all of the finalists were winners.  I was so proud of them all and so humbled to have seen the growth of all of them, program by program.  There are many from this season
 that we will be seeing more of in the future.  It is in the best interest of the audience, as well as the bands, if people dare to give new bands a chance instead of just visiting the old and comfortable choices, but I (of course) understand if finances stand in the way of making "bad risks", but if you have the means and time, check out Sweetshots, Shame, Mannerz...so many wonderful bands that are daring to penetrate  in a market that is not the easiest to grow roots in.

In fact, nothing has ever been more rewarding to me than lifting up and encouraging my colleagues to go to the next level!  I promise you, it is more satisfying than succeeding yourself and that is something that we ALL can incorporate into our lives!

It has been my utmost priviledge to be chosen to be a member of DBK's 2009 jury.  Thomas is a beautiful soul and our relationship is one that most people could learn from, if I may be so bold as to say.  Most people (or many) equate people who do not think as they do, sound like they do or look like they do as being worthy of their opinion and immediately condemn or tear them apart.  I have seen and felt the sting of this myself, but mature, enlightened, educated people respectfully disagree with one another without declaring Jihad on their fellow human being.  Thomas and I disagree ALOT, but laugh and enjoy each other like crazy (if I may be so bold as to speak for myself)...anyway!  He is, behind his conservative exterior, an amazing human being and I am a better person having had the opportunity of getting to know him better.  Magnus and I don't always agree either, but the sense of loss I feel knowing that I will not meet him again next saturday is tangible already. 

There are so many people, so different than myself, who have challenged and made me the person that I am today and without them, I would be a little less tolerant...and alot less loving to my fellow men.

To those who have supported me, I give you my heartfelt thanks.  To those who have not understood me or agreed with me, but not been disrespectful, unkind and treated me with common decensy and respect ANYWAY,  I thank you for your open mind and heart. To those who have felt threatened or disagreed with me or who simple think I am a giant, dark, opinionated asshole, I say this:  I respect YOUR right to disagree with me.  We live in a democratic world and no one can expect respect for their differences if they do not respect the differences in others as well. 

I understand that I am different...in so many ways, but at the same time I am so unbeliveably normal.    I am educated for singing, not tv, but despite my awkwardness, I have ALWAYS spoken from my heart.  I have always spoken the truth (as I see it) and have been willing to accept responsibility for everything I have said or done.  For better or worse. Svt  has never asked me to be anything other than myself and I have always been true to myself and I am proud of myself for that. 

Is it wrong to be honest about your emotions?  There are many swedish people who violently express their emotions on blogs and websites, but would never dream of complaining if you got fisk for dinner when  you actually ordered steak.  Why is it so easy  to exagerrate and be grossly unkind on the internet when you are not consistent in everyday life?  Instead of being angry and envious about someone else who enjoys the freedom of being authentic to themselves, why not be authentic to YOURSELF and (whether you agree or not) respect another's attempt to be their "authentic selves"?  Why is it so much easier to be pissed off about someone else's growth and not take responsibility for your own?  To be very honest with you, we Americans are so used to being around "unusual" people or people who are grossly different from ourselves that we don't get as worked up or angry as I experience here in Sweden, despite our horrible racist past.  We are not the poster-children of equality by any stretch of the imagination, but this "lagom", "jantelagen" expectation does not have as deep of roots in the states as I have experienced here.

Let's open our minds, our expectations.  Let's be more tolerant of different people and cultures and MOSTLY opinions.  Sweden would be the happy, confident country it displays for the world in a very honest and real way if that were the case.

I have grown alot these last 9 weeks. Have you?

My paradigms have been expanded.  Have yours?

I am a new, better person than I was 3 months ago.  Are You?

...and I frankly, have you to thank for that.

I can't wait to meet the guys in Zlips again!  I thank Per and his family for helping us all out during the fall and I REALLY look forward to singing again and meeting my friends from all over Sweden.




Lillen has to dig to get the car IN to the driveway! What a difference a day makes!


The drive home, 200 meters from the house. So beautiful this morning!


Now the pics are coming! THX Emma!!!



Emma is one of the Bad-Ass, GORGEOUS makeup artists and stylists working backstage who make sure that we look so good that our own children don't even recognise us!  Ok...I am only speaking for myself....my poor kids have a MUCH more boring mom than what you see here! 

The red saree from the Final DBK



I have to admit it...the red saree was Fab U Lous!  I felt likt a queen!  Hopefully, there are others out there that have better pictures.  Would be so great to have a copy!

Will give more info on yesterday's saga-like evening after I have rested a bit today.




Check out Du Är Vad Du Äter ikväll kl. 17 on Kanal 3!


Thank you Lena!!!



I want to give a huge shout out and thanks to Lena who so tediously and beautifully made this portrait of me of of small, plastic beads thats children generally make necklaces out of in daycare.  I was so humbled and touched by this and not to mention IMPRESSED that someone could be this creative in the first place.  Thank you, Lena, for sharing a piece of your heart and soul with me!

Check her out at www.jolean.se

Much love my Sister!!

Melissa

DBK program 8

It was, by far, the most difficult program to judge and the one I looked forward to the most!  The colleagues that I love and work with the most, side by side, competing with each other.  Blender, Titanix, Casanovas, Bhonus and The Playtones.  I don't know The Playtones all that well or even really at all, but I love what they do, no question about it!  I had no idea what the general public was going to think of them.  I have worked with them enough to have seen their strong sides and weaker sides and most importantly, their human sides.

They all did their thing and my heart swelled with pride as each of them rose to the occasion and really delivered.  The most crushing part about it was that one of these bands were going to be voted out and I didn't want to see any of them go at all.  My heart broke when it was Bhonus and is still broken.  They had the quality in their musicality that possibly got lost on the general public, but lacked the flash and glitz that the other bands delivered. 

We  in the jury did not want to have to pick the last band.  It was simply too hard!!!  I prayed that Titanix would get the star so that the audience decided themselves how it would pan out, but The Playtones just came out of nowhere and deservedly snatched up the star and we had to make a decision.  There were several strong candidates, including Sannex, who had stayed in our hearts all along, but Blender came in and Maria's sparkle and routine bumped Sannex to number 2 and when it got down to the wire, we were unanimous that Blender should have the spot.  I was getting ulcers because there were several others I would have loved to see such as Shame, Sweetshots, Mannerz, Carina Jaarnek, Sannex, ...the list could go on for me, but we could only pick one and if 2 of 3 agreed, democracy would rule.

Next week is going to be tough.  REALLY TOUGH!  I am going to miss this show when it is over.  I have learned so much and fallen in love with my colleagues in a new way.  Some have flowered before my eyes and they have grown in my eyes in so many ways.  My respect for them has deepened and my love for this wonderful culture of Dansbands has evolved in a way that is has somehow shaped who I am and how I see things.  I am wiser now.  Stronger now.  More humble than I was 8 weeks ago.  I am so grateful for being given this opportunity to grow as a person.

You can't tell here, but Thomas was in a GREAT mood last saturday!


Maria, me, Cola and Tessan after the show!



I was a happy girl when I saw them after the show!!  God, I miss these gals!

3 of 5 in Casanovas just before the show began.


Hmmm...looks like I am the only one who prefers fruit!


Melker is so CRAZY!


Me with the gorgeous girls!


Maria Persson and Maria Rolf



Check out these gorgeous women!  I'm so proud of them and I can't wait to see them next week!

Lillen and I relaxing.


Photograph taken by Lina Haskel
http://www.linaphoto.com

Pic from Aftonbladet


Guess who was crying and embarassing???



It was the first time his school had had a student playing guitar at their Lucia performance.  It was his idea to blend Black Magic Woman with Hur Kunde Ett Lilla Ljus.  Was so unbelievably good!!!

Jacob plays guitar at his Lucia performance.


DBK Program 7

After one of the most difficult weeks I can remember, I headed out to Strängnäs again, this time with my son Paul in tow.  It was good to get out of the house.  It's been a long time since I had cried as much as I did last week.  I was more or less forced to discuss a very, very difficult time in my life.  One that I haven't even healed completely from in the first place.  One that only my closest friends knew about.  I resented being put in that situation.  In the U.S., it is illegal for the press to act in certain ways and culturally, Americans do not appreciate being asked about their finances at all.  You would never dare to be so rude as to ask how much someone paid for their house or how much money they made.  It is a private matter unless a felony is commited.  My only hope is that what I shared from my own heart and pain and experience might bring comfort to someone or hope.  Otherwise, I'm disgusted by the press's and people's need to know how much money you make, for example.  If i make 1 000 000:- one year, I either worked hard or smart and you don't need to have an opinion about it.  Make your money your way and if you are doing well, teach me how to work smarter, but I would never judge a person based on their income or lack thereof.  I really hate that about Sweden.

Now I will leave that and I don't ever want to be asked about it again.

There were very good bands this week.  Torgny Melins is growing on me and that is scaring the hell out of me!  Playtones is love at first sight.  Svänsons is soooo on the right track.  Titanix is a force to be reckoned with and Candela is, in my humble opinion, misunderstood. 


I was touched by the tears in Torgny's and Maria's eyes and thrilled with the joy I saw in Andreas's (Highlights).  It is impossible to not be moved by that situation.  The pressure they're under is intense to say the least!  I remember so well. 

It's so hard to believe that there are only 2 shows left!  Boy, how time flies!!!

Bhonus was there checking out the scene and I, AS ALWAYS, enjoyed every second with them!!  Magnus (from Bhonus) and I even danced, as terrible as we are, and since many people had moved on, there was tons of space on the dancefloor and we went nuts!  There were twirls, hip hop moves, foxtrot, bugg, disco and just made up moves that came from nowhere and we laughed at ourselves and each other and I swear I NEVER had more fun dancing...EVER!!

I got very tired after my 2 beers and 1 ½ dance and slept like a baby for 5 hours before we headed home.  Paul and I have been couch potatoes ever since.

Just another day in the office.


My darling oldest son, Paul.


My beautiful dress from Sarees in Rinkeby Centrum. You gotta check out that store!!


Me, Lil Babs and Paul



So far, my two favorite Jury Guests have been without a doubt, Lil Babs and Nanne Grönvall!  It is completely impossible to not be sucked in by their charm and charisma.  When I grow up, I wanna be just like them!

I just LOVES me some Magnus!


Me, Magnus and my oldest son Paul clowning in the pressroom.


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