The cup song attempt

Da jeg var til fest i fredags, hvor jeg ankom lige lovlig tideligt sammen med en ven, sad vi og vidste ikke helt, hvad tiden skulle bruges til. Der blev prøvet ret mange korttricks, da min ven er en tryllekunstner – eller han prøver altså at være. Det morede vi os rigtig meget med, og en øl blev også drukket imens vi ventede på de andre, der havde sagt at de ville møde op. Efter noget tid kom min kammerat med et forslag om at øve lidt på The Cup Song. Min kammerat kunne finde ud af The Cup Song ret godt, så han besluttede sig for, at den skulle jeg  lære. Jeg tror, i alt, jeg kunne 4 eller 5 hele gange, og utallige flops. Så denne søndag, hvor jeg ikke rigtig har noget at lave, valgte jeg, at optage min nye evne. I kan selv beslutte jer for, hvor godt det lige gik mig:

* When I was at a party last Friday, where I arrived just a bit too early together with a friend, we sat and did not quite know how the time should be used. Card tricks were tried quite a few times, as my friend is a magician - or he tries to be. We had much fun with it, and a beer was also swallowed while we waited for the others to arrive at the party. After some time, my buddy suggested to rehearse The Cup Song. My buddy was pretty good at doing The Cup Song, so he decided that I had to learn it. I think all in all I had 4 or 5 times perfectly, and countless flops. So this Sunday, where I did not really have anything to do, I chose to take up my new thing. You can decide for yourself how good I am:

The last two days

De to sidste dage har brugt på alverdens arbejde. 

For noget tid siden rev min mor hele facaden ned på vores garage, så min far og jeg skulle bruge noget tid på, at bygge en ny facade, så vores garage ville kunne holde lidt igen. Vi brugte den første dag på, at lave et skellet, der kunne styrke spærene på garagen, for de bøjede voldsomt nedad - vi har sat nogle pæle op under nogen af dem, så garagen ikke ville styrte ned over bilen. 

Der skulle måles, findes lod og vatter og skrues en hel masse, og det fik jeg lov til at gøre, og så hjalp jeg min far med det svære engang imellem - jeg er trods alt i lære som tømrer, ikke? Tilsidst fandt vi på en arbejdsfordeling, hvor min far målte op og skruede bredderne på plads, mens jeg skar ud i den rigtige vinkel med kapsaven og målte op, hvor lange de skulle være efter min far havde fortalt målt.

Det tog os to dage at få det helt færdigt. Dag 2 blev vi færdige inden 12, igen med arbejdsfordelingen, for det gik super stærkt den forrige dag. Efter en god frokost fyldte jeg de huller ud i hegnet, lige op af garagen, med ekstra bredder, så forbigående ikke kunne kigge ind så nemt.

Så i dag, torsdag, har jeg fået malet hele! Og det ser bare super flot ud!

Day one is finished 

Second day.. All finished

Everything is painted :)

*The last two days have I used on all kinds of work.

Some time ago, my mother tore the entire facade off our garage, so my dad and I spend some time to build a new facade, so our garage could look like a garage again. We spent the first day on making a distinction that could strengthen the rafters of the garage because they bent sharply downwards - we have put some posts up under some of them, so the garage would not crash the car.

We measured, found the perpendicular and horizontal angles and screwed a lot, and I was allowed to do it and I also helped my father with the difficult things sometimes - I am, after all, an apprentice carpenter, right? Finally we found on a division where my father measured up and hooked the widths into place while I cut out the right angle with the cutter and measured up, how long the widths should be after my father had told measured.

It took us two days to get it all done. Day 2 were the day we finished at lunchtime again with the division of labor, we were super fast the previous day and then we used the same division. After a good lunch, I filled the gaps in the fence, right next to the garage, with additional widths so transient could not look into the garden so easily.

So today, Thursday, I have painted everything! And it looks just great!

Lysregattaen i Mariager

Arrangementet, ifølge min mormor, bestod af sang og musik, flot udsmykkede både og små boder rundt omkring, man kunne købe noget ved. Min mormor var kommet forbi fredag, og havde foreslået lysregattaen for min søster og jeg, og som den eneste havde jeg sagt ja. Det skulle foregå lørdag aften, så min mormor tilbød aftensmad inden. Vi kørte til Mariager ved 19 tiden, og gik resten af vejen til havnen, hvor festlighederne skulle foregå.

Ved havnen var der et publikum, der mest bestod af ældre individer, nogle få børnefamilier hvis undskyldning var, at gå med hunden og enkelte unge mennesker. Selve arrangementet startede, da den berømte fjordsejler, Svanen, kom ind i havnen. Alle de sejlskibe, der skulle deltage i optoget, fik travlt med at komme ud af deres pitstop, og efter Svanen, der sejlede i ring, og tilkalde dens ”svællinger”.

Hver sejlbåd var udsmykket med lys, i selvvalgte farver og størrelser, og da alle 13 både var kommet ind på rækken efter Svanen, sejlede de alle ud på fjorden. Imens dette stod på opstod der musik eller rettere sagt baggrundsstøj. Den såkaldte sanger lød mere som en lille knægt, der stillede op i børneprogrammet SKRÅL, med Mabels sang ”Boom Boom”, som han aldrig havde hørt før. Alt gik nedenom og hjem da han begav sig ud i ”Jutlandia”, som selv jeg kunne synge og huske bedre end han kunne. Jeg havde en mistanke om, at dem der sad og klappede, hvilket sikkert bestod af hans familiemedlemmer, og dem der nikkede lidt med på ’beatet’ var godt påvirket af øl og diverse andre alkoholiserede drikkevarer der var rundt omkring.

Boderne var små områder med en grill, hvor der var mulighed for at blive lokket til at købe en pølse af nogle ret så ivrige indfødte, der tog fat i dig og trak dig hen til deres grill som fyldte ens lunger med pølsearoma. Efter en stor aftensmad hos mormor, var det ikke ligefrem sagen.

Alt i alt en aften der bød på et billigt grin, fine både og et mareridt efter entusiastsangeren var begyndt på ”Walkin’ in Memphis”. 

*The event, according to my grandmother, consisted of music , ornate boats and small stalls around the harbor, where you could purchase something. My grandmother had passed by Friday, and had proposed lysregattaen for my sister and I , and as the only one I said yes . It was to take place Saturday evening , so my grandmother offered dinner before that. We drove to Mariager by 7PM, and we walked the last bit to the harbor, where the festivities would take place .

At the harbor there were an audience that consisted mostly of older individuals , a few families whose excuse was walking the dog and a few young people. The event started when the famous fjordboat, the Swan, came into the harbor. All the sailing vessels that were to participate in the parade, got in a hurry to get out of their pitstop , and after the Swan, which sailed around in a cirkel , and call its "cygnets” .

Each boat were decorated with lights in custom colors and sizes , and when all the 13 boats had entered the ranks after the Swan they all sailed out on the fjord . While this was going on there were music playing or rather noise. The so-called singer sounded more like a little kid who put up the children's program ”YELL” , with Mabel's song "Boom Boom" as he had never heard before. Everything went bust when he started singing "JUTLANDIA" which I could sing and remember better than he could. I had a suspicion that those people who sat and clapped , which probably consisted of his family members, and those who nodded slightly to the 'beat ' was well influenced by beer and various other alcoholic beverages that were around .

The stalls were more like small areas with a barbecue where there was the possibility of being tricked into buying a sausage of some pretty keen native who grabbed you but the shoulder and pulled you over to their grill that filled your lungs with sausage flavor. After a great dinner at Grandma's , it was not exactly the case.

All in all, an evening that featured a cheap laugh , fine boats and a nightmare by the enthusiast singer that had just begun singing " Walkin ' in Memphis" .