My parents, and aunt and uncle, left on Sunday morning. It was very nice to have them wisiting us.

Almost the entire Sunday, Charles was digging with our tractor, on our lawn. We are going to put up a "barbeque house" in our garden. We are looking forward to this.

I have read a new book: Odd Thomas, by Dean Koontz. The book was VERY exiting.

"The dead don't talk. I don't know why." But they do try to communicate, with a short-order cook in a small desert town serving as their reluctant confidant. Odd Thomas thinks of himself as an ordinary guy, if possessed of a certain measure of talent at the Pico Mundo Grill and rapturously in love with the most beautiful girl in the world, Stormy Llewellyn. Maybe he has a gift, maybe it's a curse, Odd has never been sure, but he tries to do his best by the silent souls who seek him out. Sometimes they want justice, and Odd's otherworldly tips to Pico Mundo's sympathetic police chief, Wyatt Porter, can solve a crime. Occasionally they can prevent one. But this time it's different. A mysterious man comes to town with a voracious appetite, a filing cabinet stuffed with information on the world's worst killers, and a pack of hyena-like shades following him wherever he goes. Who the man is and what he wants, not even Odd's deceased informants can tell him. His most ominous clue is a page ripped from a day-by-day calendar for August 15.

Today is August 14.

In less than twenty-four hours, Pico Mundo will awaken to a day of catastrophe. As evil coils under the searing desert sun, Odd travels through the shifting prisms of his world, struggling to avert a looming cataclysm with the aid of his soul mate and an unlikely community of allies that includes the King of Rock 'n' Roll. His account of two shattering days when past and present, fate and destiny converge is the stuff of our worst nightmares—and a testament by which to live: sanely if not safely, with courage, humor, and a full heart that even in the darkness must persevere.

Today it's Joakim's 12th birthday. We have been celebrated his birthday with lots of guests, cakes and goodies.

Yesterday Cecilie and I went to church. In Norway, the children are normally confirmated during the year that they are 15 years old. Almost whole her class is going to be confirmated next spring. (2008). Yesterday all the confirmants and their parents where invited to a information meeting about the confirmation, in the church.

Lately I have decided to buy a Betta (fish), for our fish bowl. I have not missed the aquariums since I sold them, but I belive it would be nice to have one fish in the fishbowl.