is my new favorite Swedish word. Around a month ago, I went to Mullsjö to hang out with Mir’s brother and his family. He borrowed a pressure-washer from a friend to clean the sidewalk leading to the house. After that was finished…we decided to start cleaning things outside in the yard. We had a blast cleaning patio furniture, gutters, the cars, lamps, some vases, a giant rock… well pretty much everything. After 6 hours of “cleaning” we were running out of things to clean (and Andy didn’t think it would be a good idea to wash the dog with it.) So, reluctantly, we unplugged it and went inside.