[SMILE]

Ok guys...Nothing absolutely profound, but this is ADORABLE and I want to help brighten your day ^.^ :) 

One thing I absolutely LOVE is the fact that all these people are standing around this little, dancing girl in harmony, enjoying a mutual attraction the free-form happiness that is her expressing her love of the music by dancing. 

Enjoy!

Ciao!

Know Your Worth

Proverbs 3:15

Let's just say, its been an off week. I have been overwhelmed and discouraged and in some desperate need of some Godly fellowship with some close and amazing friends. And tonight after Bible study certainly didn't disappoint. 

Some how we got onto the topic of being Godly influences of sorts. They are always telling me what a light I am and what not, and I have a hard time believing it. Most the time I am a mess. And I can't possibly see how I could be a shining light for God if I can't even remember how to spell my own name. So I tend to just brush off their compliments and encouragement. Especially when I am feeling down.

But tonight, one of them told me something that really hit a chord with me. She told me, "Laina, know your worth and let it show. Don't be overly humble and put yourself down. Don't let what others think discourage you or put you down."

Know your worth...in this day and age, what does that even mean? We are taught (as girls) that our worth is based on the clothes we wear and the guys we date. The people we hang out with or what we do with our time or how we look. Whether we are "cool" or "worthy" depends on completely superficial things.

 I believe that our "worth" is defined by so much more. Matthew 6:26 says, "Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow, nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth much more than they?" We are worth something because God has made us to glorify Him. He made us worth something when He breathed us into existence. So to put such material labels on ones worth, is demeaning.

Its hard in a world that is constantly putting you down to stand back up with confidence and know who you are. To break the mold set before us by society that says to be worth something you have to be this, this, and this. Know that your worth comes from God and that that is the ultimate worth that can't be taken away.

Know your worth and let it show. I dare you.

-Laina  

{Who am I...?}

I realised I've never written up a background type thing about myself...Which is pretty sad...Anyways..Here it goes ^.^

     Being the little philosopher that I'd like to think myself to be, I ask myself that question quite often. "Who are you, Onyca? Who is Onyca?" Here is what I've found out so far (and I like lists, so bear with me ^.^).


I am:

1. Human (and painfully so)
2. The eldest daughter of Tyrone and Angela (my loving and also very human parents)
3. The only one in my family to be born outside of America (that crushed my dreams of presidency at a young age ;P)
4. A nanny
5. A maid
6. A musician
7. A composer
8. A dancer
9. A writer/author (of books/novels)
10. A child of God, saved by grace
11. A sinner shown new mercies every day
12. A farmer's daughter (well...an ex-Polo Ralph Lauren GM, current coffee shop GM who is a farmer...'s daughter...)
13. Broken
14. Healing
15. Growing
16. Learning
17. One who loves traveling
18. and baking
19. and cooking (and really anything that has to do with food...)
20. Very carefully selective of who I call my close friends (I make friends fairly easily, but I don't show my cards to everyone)
21. An adopter of persons. (I have a list of "sister" who ARE my sisters but aren't legally related or related by blood. I also have a "sponcer child." I've unofficially/officially adopted a little girl. I am an aunt and a grandmother...I think #archeryfamilytree...Yeah...It's fun...)
22. A lover of all things different and quite un-American.
23. Always trying to carry out God's will for my life (which is hard, but so worth it).
24. Constantly trying to find ways to better society, my friends, my family and myself.
25. Always thinking deeply about SOMETHING
26. An INFJ (it's my personality type...Introverted iNtuituve Feeling Judging...so deep thinking is normal)
27. Also an HSP (Highly Sensitive Person...I feel everything deeply and I also have an acute intuitive awareness of nearly everything...true story)
28. A fangirl (like this is very much a part of who I am...lol!...I have a LOT of favourite shows and a LOT of things I go crazy over.)
29. A bit of a perfectionist (which comes from being an INFJ...I am not OCD)
30. all this and SOOOOO much more...

     I come from a big family, so noise and organized chaos is a big part of my life. I have seven kids younger than me and they all can be absolutely precious and completely...ridiculous...(C'est la vie...)
     I desperately want to get married and start my own big family.
     I also want to be a violin teacher, a graphic designer, a mommy, a professional fangirl (it would be awesome if I could be paid to freak out over everything!!!).

     Umm...That's all that I can think of right now...

Ciao!

{Changes}

Hello all my lovely readers! :) (If there are any out there...?)

     I have recently invited my lovely friend Laina Marie (picture to the left) to be a co-blogger with me up here in this little world I've created. ^.^ She is currently uber awesome and worth reading, so hold on to your seats and prepare to be amazed!!! :D

     Tiny bit of background: She's witty, she thinks outside of the box. She's been used by God AMAZINGLY in my life (as in God's used her to help fix my mess...) An all around awesome girl! <3

Stay awesome and stay tuned, you guys!! It'll be an awesomeness of epic proportions! :D

Ciao!

{Life}

     Sooo...I don't really have a lot to say since my mind is kind of all over the place right now...What I'm gonna do is just ramble and share some things I've learned about life and from life...also some tidbits about being alive...IF that's ok with y'all. ;) I feel like I owe y'all SOMETHING since it's been like...two months since my last blog post...(oops!)

     FIRST TOPIC! Little known fact about me (unless you've asked me what my plans are for my life post-high school...) I am a part time maid. Since I work with a team of lovely ladies, I am surrounded by people, 9-5, two days a week, who are so different from me and my family. I get a pretty good look at different personalities and character types, etc. 

     BY THE WAY! I am a HUGE personality/character analysis geek, y'all. Tell me your Myers-Briggs test result and I've just gotten the best gift EVER! (Aside from iTunes gift cards. XD *wink wink nudge nudge*) I go people watching with Daddy sometimes...FOR FUN...! We'll go out somewhere (like to lunch or something) and then end up just sitting around watching and observing the people around us. (You should take a trip to the nearest mall or Wal-Mart (Wal-Marts are REALLY good for people watching) if you've never participated in such an activity before...It is SOOOOO informative! You really honestly do learn a lot about the human condition and the human race.) [....what was I talking about...?...?? OH YEAH!] 

     During my hours working, I also see many different lives and lifestyles. Some of the girls I work with in the maid business (Maid in Carolina, if y'all are wondering) are in college; many are married with kids. One girl is newly-ish married; some are empty-nesters. (I am currently the youngest in the group.) It is beautiful how different we all are. From stature to race to...I don't know how to describe what I'm trying to say...ANYWAYS! We're all so different, and yet we get along so well. 

     The beauty of our job (one of the many beauties) is the fact that while we are cleaning, it's almost always just us in the building/place/structure/thingy. So we can talk/yell over the vacuum, joke about who was the last one to "steal the smelly stuff" (aka incense-oil-stuff for the Rainbow vacuum), crack jokes on each other just because. It's like The Sisterhood of the Maid Brigade XD 

     I pride myself in being able to read people, their emotions, their personality, their...person...easily (#sixthsense), and I *really* do think that everyone gets along...at least fairly well. 

     #ramblingmuch (sorry!)

     I LOVE diversity. If you know me even a little bit, you've probably already figured this out. (At least a little bit...if you think about it hard enough.) I like new, different, interesting things. Anything. Food, people, places, music, art, movies, books, clothing styles, COLOURS! 

     I CANNOT convey strongly enough the important of colour (and VIBRANT colours at that) in the everyday lives of people. I went through a period of....a couple weeks when I tried to ONLY wear black and white. I wanted to be as Candor as I could possibly make myself be. (Yes...a faction shout out to all my Divergent fans ^.^ Btw, I took the test and got Erudite, Dauntless and Candor...*whispers* What'd you get????) ANYWAYS! only black and white. I found out that my...person, my inner being, cannot handle not being exposed to many different colours and patterns and styles and...when it was just black and white, I was...totally and completely not myself. My entire family is like that. Even the family I've adopted to be my family who really are just SUPER close friends that I love to pieces. (...gosh I'm tired...v.v)

     OH! I also like noticing the little things that make life worth living. Like the exact DAY when the leaves in my neighbourhood start changing. Or that cute little curl of hair on that baby's head that just WON'T stay down and is ABSOLUTELY adorable! Or that subtle hint of crisp in the air at the beginning of fall. Or that subtle taste of cloves...and...nutmeg in an apple spice cupcake. Or the laughter of 7 siblings in the background of one of Tris and Four's victories. The cloaking silence that heals and repairs broken hearts, feels, minds, etc. The perfect song at the perfect moment, be it a happy moment or otherwise. I think you get the picture. There are certain things, they happen everyday if you keep your eyes open to see them, that awaken even the most dormant of sensory nerves. The deepest parts of us are called awake by the smallest pieces of life. THOSE beautiful gems are my MOST favourite part of being alive sometimes. (Fall and winter are also WAY UP HIGH on that list.)

     SO! List of life lessons learned late last lunes (aka Monday, in Spanish.) [why yes that *is* a LOVELY alliteration! #wordgeek]

1. Look for those beautiful gems of life. (aka God's love letters.)
2. Life is more than what we feel.                                                                         So often, we get wrapped up in how we feel about a certain situation, how a circumstance will affect...wait for iiiiiiiiiit...*me*. We can't see what's going on in Life's back stage wings. God is doing something amazing with our lives and we just have to trust Him and wait on His timing to bring us through it. (ooohh...I smell a new post topic!) We can't spend all of our time sitting in the wallows of our feelings that will, ultimately, keep us from moving forward into a bright and beautiful future.
3. British people (English, Scottish, Irish, Welsh people) are pretty darn smart. Like, there are things that they do that are BRILLIANT!!!! Like football (soccer), since it is played WITH ONE'S FEET! is called...wait for it....FOOTball while Americans sit around and eat chitterlings. (*gag*) [I'm sorry, but y'all Americans are CRAZY sometimes!....Most of the time actually.]
4. It's fun throwing around the fact that I'm not completely American. ;)
5. British spellings of things is QUITE fun. (Also speaking is an English accent!)
6. Friends are...no...GOOD friends...hmm...GOD SENT FRIENDS are...well...God sent. They're blessed stabilisers (<-- UK spelling! ^.^) and balances when life gets crazy. I am SOOO thankful to my sister (aka best friends that are actually closer than friends.)                                                       Shout out to Alana and Laina and Ocean and Emily and...Noelani...and Maddie...ALL OF Y'ALL from the last Thursday night small group (y'all know who you are!) I THANK GOD FOR Y'ALL AND I PRAY FOR YOU GUYS ALL THE TIME! Like literally, 63% of my day is spend thinking about/praying for y'all...
7. Family is forever. I know I will get a PLETHORA of different opinions and emotional reactions to those three words, but it's true. Whether they're forever a pain or forever a blessing and are your bestest group of best friends, They. Are. Forever.                                                                             I have been feeling an urgency lately to...amend...bridges that have been too easily left to disrepair with my siblings and just my family in general. Am I perfect? HA! Hardly! BUT I am making (or trying to remember to make) a conscious effort to be good to them. To RACOL often. To love unconditionally. It's hard, but it's worth it.
8. God's diversity is to be observed, respected, loved, and....umm....I hate having words in my mind/heart and not knowing how to convey them! #INFJprobs!...umm...internalized....but with feelings...Like...when you love something so much you just want to hold it and protect it and make sure nothing bad happens to it....THAT is what we need to do with God's diversity called The Human Race.                                                                         I know that we (speaking of humanity and human creatures) are not, AT ALL, close to even SLIGHTLY perfect...(*shutters* a HEAVY topic for another post) BUT we each see the world in a different way. We each have God's ruach (Origin: Hebrew. Meaning: breath, spirit) in our bodies. THAT above all else (EVEN where they came from, their family history, education, etc.) is to be cherished. God forgive us for making common that which is SO beautifully complex and amazing: life and humanity. 
9. Deep, DEEP, DDDDDEEEPPPP thinking happens LLLAAATTEEE at night. I become a philosopher when I'm dead tired. (In case you haven't noticed.) #deepthinkinggeek

     I am headed to bed now, all you lovely people. (Hopefully I'll find a good picture for this post...)

     OOOHHH!!! I GOT INSTAGRAM! @jazz.dancer ^.^ Follow me please :) I'm still being random and I'm trying to break away so that I can go to bed XD C'est la vie. (Origin: French. Meaning: Such is life.)

     Please feel absolutely free to comment and tell me to "please stop being so random!" It's OK, y'all! Randomness is healthy! I saw a psychology post on Pinterest about how weirdness and those who are comfortable being weird are really good at relieving themselves of stress. (Which is...actually pretty true.) EMBRACE THE WEIRDNESS, PEOPLE! ^.^

Ok....for reals now...I'm headed to bed. G'nite peoples! <3

P.S. Looks like I really *did* have a lot to say...^.^

Ciao!

{Your Dash}

Hey y'all!

I'm still in Norway! Which is absolutely beautiful. You should definitely visit if you EVER get the chance! ^.^

     

But anyways! This not about Norway's beauty (which is a topic for another post for sure)...It's about that picture up there.

     Whenever we have to drive through town to get to Tønsberg's downtown, we pass this graveyard on the grounds of a little brick church. It's not really much to look at, but the fact that it's there, near the middle of the city, really intrigues me.

      For some reason, I am incredibly drawn to graveyards. I am always looking for them imagining what the world was like when those people were alive. (The older the graveyard the better, in my opinion.) For me, it feels like I'm soaking in history just by being there; I feel like I learn to experience a lot and to notice history in the making when I visit graveyards. (I know, I am so weird...Is there anyone else out there like me??)

     This past year, in August, I went to Academy 31, held in Manor, TX. (www.academy31.com) IT WAS FANTABULOUS! All the things I learned and experienced during those two weeks...WOW. BUT during the first week of the camp, lovely lovely intern staff forced us to endure a scavenger hunt in a graveyard that was within walking distance from the house we were staying at. (It really wasn't that bad, y'all. My flip-flops threatened to break a couple of times, but other than that, it was a extremely cool experience. :3) After a five-ish minute walk to the yard, we were split into four or five teams (if I remember correctly) and were sent on our hunt. After the scavenger hunt, which was to basically look for different unique things around the yard, our wonderful interns sat the 15 (or 16?) of us down and talked to us about what we saw. 

     "What is the thing that every gravestone had on it?" A dedication? (Not all had one.) A birth date? (Yes, anything else?) Umm...A date of death? (Yes...But for the infants, some had the same birth and death date...Anything else?) Umm...Hmm... [Can you guess, reader?] The thing that every gravestone (almost every) gravestone had was a dash in between the birth date and the date of death.

     The dash represented the life they lived. Some dashes represent more days and longer lives than others, but they symbolize the person's life just the same. In the words of (pretty fantabulous) author John Green in The Fault In Our Stars, "Some infinities are bigger than other infinities." (Which applies to a lot of different things btw...)

     We are commissioned to live our dash well. Although it's represented rather insignificantly on our headstone, it is (easily) the most important part of our headstone (or monument) aside from our name...That dash, that little piece that so many people overlook, is that part of that gravestone wherein you can find out so much about the person buried there. That dash, the seemingly insignificant dash, can be (and kinda is) the most important parts of a person's life.

     "How are you living your dash?"

     Confession time: I am a procrastinator and a master of good intentions. (">gasp!< Not sweet, darling Onyca!" says the people who don't know me while my close friends are choking down laughter in the background.) I have come to realize (at the tender age of 17) that good intentions get you nowhere. :/ (Sad but true, y'all.) That question shook me to my core. How am I living my dash?

     I don't know about you, but when I die, I want to remembered. Not as the one who found a cure for cancer (although that would be fantabulous). Not as the WORLD'S GREATEST violinist (also absolutely fantabulous). Not as the world's best supermom (Exasuperfantabulous!). I want to be known as one who lived out God's love to EVERYONE she came in contact with. Whether it be though my violin playing, or through the friends my kids make (you know, down the road a ways), or meeting someone while standing in line at Wal-Mart.

     Somehow, I want to find ways to make my dash meaningful. Maybe not someone people will remember for years and years and years to come, but I want to be someone who affects the lives of many for good. With actions as "easy" as being a listening ear, or the friend who stayed when all else abandoned ship. The...free therapy sessions...or the hug when it's needed.

     I find that it can be hard, even with my own family, to be there when I'm needed. Well, way more so with my family than with my friends. If any of my friends need me for something, I'm the first one to jump at the opportunity to help...(Or at least really try to be.)

     Guys, our dash involves more than just the nebulous idea of "society." It incorporates the destitute, the poor and broken. It includes our families. Those cranky neighbors. That one person (guy or gal) who just won't leave you alone. Those people are just as important as the starving family in Africa, the children living on the streets in some major city somewhere in the world, the nature walk that's about to get turned into a shopping center. The "least of these" that Jesus talks about in Matthew 25 are, in reality, anyone and everyone who needs us.

     I want a dash that truly makes a difference. I'm gonna start today. 
Who's with me? 

G2g dinner time :) (Yes, we have dinner at 3.) 

Ha det! Gå med Gud

{Hello big, wide world!}

Hey y'all! (I say "y'all" a lot so bear with me ^.^ My sister gets so annoyed by it, but that is neither here nor there.)

This is my...second attempt at a blog and hopefully it'll be a whole lot more successful than the first. I am not completely sure how a first blog's post is supposed to look like, so I'm just gonna wing it...And probably do some rambling...

So y'all, I've been doing a lot of deep thinking here lately. And I've had plenty of time alone in my head for it. Right now I'm chilling out in Norway with some friends of mine.

Driving to Milagri and Terje's house from the airport

Skyping with family...This is my first time away from my family for so long...It's been kinda nice ^.^ (very quiet for one thing :D)

My room! :D The curtains close on one side, and then there's a door between the kitchen and my space. It's actually very nice and homey :3

Ok y'all. This is how dark it gets at night. Even at midnight, it doesn't ever get completely dark.

(The little white dot above the barn is the moon, btw. :3)

We weren't  far enough north to be in the Land of the Midnight Sun...but it never gets completely dark...and the sun rises again at 2am ^.^

The Norwegian word for "speed" is "farts" (insert giggles and laughter)...Yes...I know...I had the same reaction. (The picture on the sign doesn't help :P) The sign translates to "speed bump."

ANYWAYS! Just for kicks, I got to get Terje to take a picture of me next to the "fart dump" ^.^

This is an old Norwegian Viking "mess hall." I didn't get to go inside, because the day we went wasn't one of the days it is opened...BUT LOOK AT THOSE CARVINGS!!!! I believe those were all hand carved...Pretty spectacular and time consuming if you ask me :D I'd love to be able to do that.

So my very first Saturday in Norway (May 17th) was Norway's Constitution Day (equivilent to our, USA's, Independence Day, July 4th). Celebration of their Constitution Day includes parades, dressing up in the national/regional clothes of Norway and its states, parties, barbecues, lots of food, Norwegian sweets...Umm...coffee...

Just about everything our 4th of July has except with the national dress and without fireworks.

Following are pictures for the 17th of May Constitution Day celebration.

Even the men and babies dressed up! :D

Yes...It was chilly a good part of the time, but not winter cold. Well...Depending on how winter is like where you live...

It didn't hasn't gotten any higher than 75 degrees F this whole time and the lowest it's been (during the day-sun-up-time) is 40-something degrees F.

I love my sweatshirt ^.^

BREAKFAST!!! It's a big deal around here. We normally have toast (as shown above) with whatever we want on it. Milagri will pull out whatever breakfast topping stuff she has from the fridge (deli meat, mayo, smoked salmon (YUM!!), at least three different types of cheeses, jams, butter...etc. She'll even scramble an egg or two) and we'll top the toast with whatever we like on that little toast...As many pieces as we're hungry for and whatever on top as long as she has it. Accompanied with coffee or tea, it's a pretty good breakfast! :D 

That morning, for breakfast one of my toast combos (which was really good) was bread -> butter -> brown cheese (a super special kind of Norwegian cheese made from goats milk) -> raspberry jam. 

OH MY WORD! Talk about fantastic!!!!

The BEAUTIFUL city of Tønsberg :D

The old Norwegian way to roof their houses was with turf. They'd take a thin, top layer from the ground (I think from where the house was going to be built) and would use the bark of a birch tree as a leak-proof protection between the wood roof and the turf covering. It's actually really cute. I want to do that for my garden house when I grow up and have my own place :)

The signing of Norway's constitution.

The "after" shot of going out to coffee :D

Kids in Norway (Milagri's son Daniel pictured here) are as into their games as kids are here :D

I FOUND OUT WHAT BUBBLE TEA IS!! Before going to Tønsberg's town square, I had no idea what bubble tea was...Now I have a vague idea as to what it is :3 

This is Tønsberg's town square. On most days, the square is filled with booths with different kinds of people selling their wares. It's very cool to be apart of it all ^.^

Selfie time! ;D

Getting ready to see the End of the World XD :D

Verden's Ende

I FOUND APPLES NAMED AFTER ME!!!! :D ;) For any and all of you out there who knows about my nick name Jazz...Yep...Even in Norway ^.^

While I've been here, I've received letter from some of my super sweet friends back home :D It's been so cool seeing how much people care...You know? To sit down and hand write a letter, or card, and then send it in the mail (special out-of-country stamps and everything) and then send it to me...It's quite thrilling :D

So...Milagri is from Spain. Cadiz, Spain to be exact. (Well, as exact as I know to be...) and this is a authentic, wooden fan from Spain. Hand-painted and everything!!!

OH MY GOSH! It is even more beautiful in real life than this picture can show!

This is the view from the back of the house :D The mountains on the right side (ish) of the picture is Tønsberg. You can see it better in real life than in the picture. But yeah...You can see the water front buildings and boats going across...It's lovely ^.^

Norway, blessed Norway, only has one kind of plant that will warrant a reaction when it comes in contact with your skin. It is the stinging nettle. IT IS HORRIBLE!!! Above is a picture taken a few minutes after I got stung and had treated with aloe...

So last week (I think) we took a trip to Sweden for a day...It was pretty spectacular :D It's very interesting, as close as Norway and Sweden are (they're boarder-neighbors) they each have their nuance differences that make them unique...

I found out that cost of living is cheaper in Sweden than it is in Norway, but because the cost of living in Norway is so much higher, people get paid some pretty big bucks. So what some people have done, and are doing still: They'll live in Sweden, but work in Norway. And lucky for them, Swedish isn't that much different from Norwegian! :D

In a HUGE mall in Sweden (right near the boarder between it and Norway) there was a candy shop. OH MY WORD! IT WAS THE BIGGEST CANDY SHOP I'VE EVER EVER EVER EVER SEEN!!!!!!!! This is SOME of the candy that was there.....

Yeah...I fell asleep on the way back to Norway :3

I've had an amazing opportunity to be able to play with the worship group on Sundays. I have been playing violin for 9 years and I've never done anything like this before. It's been soooooo cool! :D

Scenery on the way to Kongsberg.

The nature is so wild and beautiful here!

NONE of these pics are photoshopped btw :3

I LOVE THIS GRAFITI!!! In Kongsberg now.

Y'all, this is THE CUTEST duck/goose pond I've EVER seen!!!

In Kongsberg's "history of mining, Norwegian silver and ski jumping" Museum.

P.S. I don't really know what the museum's called...

Kongsberg (meaning "King's mountain") is an important part of Norway because it is the location of Norway's first (and maybe only) silver mine. 

(AND THERE'S SILVER STILL IN IT! A little bit...But a good bit still...)

The national mint and different important places like that are in Kongsberg. 

Tønsberg is Norway's oldest city and Kongsberg is just as equally history and amazing :D

I cannot get over how beautiful the nature and how different the sky is here!!!

People think I'm crazy saying that the sky is different, but it is. It's clearer, it seems fresher and newer and the sky back home, in the US. Everything here seems untainted and how it aught to be.

OK! I found out...last week (or two weeks ago) that it is ILLEGAL to use pesticides and such on crop and plants here in Norway! 

I wish there was a law like that back home!!

The area around where I was staying :D

Milagri and I walking up to the bus stop :D

LOOK AT THAT CLOUD!!!!!!!!!!

     You don't know what an immense blessing it is to be able to be here right now. I've learned so much the couple of weeks I've been here and I've experienced God's nearness that I don't know what I'll do when I get home and I won't feel this closeness anymore...I'm terrified that I'll loose it...

     There's something about being away from home and regular that causes a person to do a LOT of deep thinking...For me it doesn't take much. Being away from home for five weeks is DEFINITELY doing that for me. (And then some...)

     While being here, though, I've gotten to experience and learn so much about life outside of America. To see how things could be and can be if we put effort towards it. People here are so active and seem more alive here than many back home. It's pretty fantabulous (my own word...a special mix of "fabulous" and "fantastic"). 

     I know that when I go home in a couple of weeks, I'll have so much more ideas floating in my head as to how life can be lived. I've also learned the importance of family and God's guidance. (Like His guidance for me to start this blog o.O...) 

     Live life big, guys! Gå med Gud! :)

Ha det!