Supernatural powers (you'll need them with a sick husband..)

I'm alone tonight. Not really, little Olle is watching the children's show on TV, Mr Helylle is upstairs with a near-death experience ( a little temperature and a cold) and the girls are at their dad's. In the old days this used to mean that I read a book and had supper. Nowadays it means I'm sitting in front of the computer and checking out interesting things, people, items and blogs. And devouring beans, leek and chicken.

This sloppy behaviour lead me here.

I'm the Flying Philantropist. And merciful too. Which are your hidden powers?? Check it out!


I'm also the Fearless Cutter of Hair. I served my family ice cream at noon (combine a man and a cold and you'll need special arrangemnets...) and while they were gobbling I went to the bathroom and grabbed the scissors. I don't know why, but I HATE going to the hairdresser's. And since you only see the front you may think I don't have to...