<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271567</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:12:01.959+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with Petter in Norway / Livet med Petter i Norge</title><subtitle type='html'>Having to start a life from scratch. No work, no friends, new language, new home and a new role as wife... and now as a mother.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Buttgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12628031066853030816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271567.post-114353844740449776</id><published>2006-03-13T07:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T11:23:14.936+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tilapia cooked in Curry</title><summary type='text'>Something I tried which is actually an experiment that came out great...



3 tilapia fillets (season with pepper, salt and chillie powder)


1/4 teaspoon salt 1/2 tablespoon black pepper 1/4 teaspoon chili powder

2 tablespoon olive oil 2 tablespoon curry powder1 teaspoon salt4 garlic cloves, finely chopped 1 medium onion, sliced 145ml coconut milk2 cups veggies of your choicewaterHeat olive oil</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/feeds/114353844740449776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271567&amp;postID=114353844740449776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/114353844740449776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/114353844740449776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/2006/03/tilapia-cooked-in-curry.html' title='Tilapia cooked in Curry'/><author><name>Buttgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12628031066853030816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271567.post-114234548864572388</id><published>2006-03-11T15:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T11:24:54.196+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing childhood</title><summary type='text'>Apache...  Some of you born during such time would know what I mean. We visited Oslo Technical Science Museum and among the things there, we found an identical bicycle my husband use to have when he was about 7 years old. His mothers father gave it to him. They saw it by a window on a shop he asked him if he liked it and bought it. What a lucky kid. Well he was the first grand child he will have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/feeds/114234548864572388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271567&amp;postID=114234548864572388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/114234548864572388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/114234548864572388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/2006/03/reminiscing-childhood.html' title='Reminiscing childhood'/><author><name>Buttgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12628031066853030816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271567.post-114140462464498156</id><published>2006-03-03T17:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T14:15:06.773+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Norwegian baking</title><summary type='text'>
Duller... 

My first Norwegian muffins... I had to substitute margarine to butter... sad to say but I thought I had it at home before I started baking. Well it turned out good anyway.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/feeds/114140462464498156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271567&amp;postID=114140462464498156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/114140462464498156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/114140462464498156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/2006/03/norwegian-baking.html' title='Norwegian baking'/><author><name>Buttgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12628031066853030816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271567.post-114362793626927136</id><published>2005-12-28T10:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T12:25:36.283+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Golf lesson</title><summary type='text'>


My husbands first golf lesson,and he is already like a pro...he he he!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/feeds/114362793626927136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271567&amp;postID=114362793626927136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/114362793626927136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/114362793626927136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/2005/12/golf-lesson.html' title='Golf lesson'/><author><name>Buttgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12628031066853030816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271567.post-114362883675379586</id><published>2005-12-12T12:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T12:40:36.770+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sailing</title><summary type='text'>
My husbands first sailing trip 
with his brother in-laws. 
He lost his Certina watch in the lake. 
An offering to the volcano gods as we tease.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/feeds/114362883675379586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271567&amp;postID=114362883675379586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/114362883675379586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/114362883675379586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/2005/12/sailing.html' title='Sailing'/><author><name>Buttgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12628031066853030816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271567.post-113105644751152716</id><published>2005-11-03T23:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T14:13:32.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ulykke</title><summary type='text'>
Never say never... Yes, I thought I will in no way be the one who will bring about harm to my son but I was mistaken I am no more than human and I committed this mistake.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/feeds/113105644751152716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271567&amp;postID=113105644751152716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/113105644751152716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/113105644751152716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/2005/11/ulykke.html' title='Ulykke'/><author><name>Buttgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12628031066853030816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271567.post-113080494474995829</id><published>2005-10-27T01:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T14:10:10.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'>On a lunch break</title><summary type='text'>
The day when my husband surprised me with flowers over his lunch break.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/feeds/113080494474995829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271567&amp;postID=113080494474995829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/113080494474995829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/113080494474995829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/2005/10/on-lunch-break.html' title='On a lunch break'/><author><name>Buttgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12628031066853030816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271567.post-113085308408063113</id><published>2005-07-30T14:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T14:07:31.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scenery</title><summary type='text'>
What about this view?This is just the landscape from our balcony. I had a habit of seating out and sipping tea here in the afternoons when I still did not have a baby. Now my baby and I stare at this scene together.
 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/feeds/113085308408063113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271567&amp;postID=113085308408063113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/113085308408063113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/113085308408063113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/2005/07/scenery.html' title='The Scenery'/><author><name>Buttgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12628031066853030816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271567.post-113079909197576322</id><published>2005-07-29T23:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T14:05:56.706+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Backyard</title><summary type='text'>
This is the first thing that made me not as much of homesick in this country ‘the beauty of nature’. Imagine having a scene like this when you cook while before you set eyes on walls during those long hours of party cooking. Those bushes are raspberries and they grow here like grass. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/feeds/113079909197576322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271567&amp;postID=113079909197576322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/113079909197576322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/113079909197576322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/2005/07/backyard.html' title='Backyard'/><author><name>Buttgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12628031066853030816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271567.post-113080432633276175</id><published>2005-07-29T01:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T14:04:23.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Raspberries</title><summary type='text'>
 Raspberries I had gathered from outside. Not as big as those sold in the food shops or grocery but they taste the same.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/feeds/113080432633276175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271567&amp;postID=113080432633276175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/113080432633276175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/113080432633276175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/2005/07/raspberries.html' title='Raspberries'/><author><name>Buttgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12628031066853030816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271567.post-113080598653647954</id><published>2005-07-05T01:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T14:02:48.786+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven sent</title><summary type='text'>
My Little Prince.....my whole life has change but for the better. All the hardships and pain is worth it. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/feeds/113080598653647954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271567&amp;postID=113080598653647954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/113080598653647954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/113080598653647954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/2005/07/heaven-sent.html' title='Heaven sent'/><author><name>Buttgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12628031066853030816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271567.post-113084832882770778</id><published>2005-06-15T13:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T00:01:46.048+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blond Bee</title><summary type='text'>
Yup something amazing...Credits to my mother in-law who was smoking that day on the balcony because without her catching sight of itI wouldn't have a master piece for that day. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/feeds/113084832882770778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271567&amp;postID=113084832882770778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/113084832882770778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271567/posts/default/113084832882770778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmgw.blogspot.com/2005/06/busy-bee.html' title='A Blond Bee'/><author><name>Buttgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12628031066853030816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
