Thursday, March 9, 2017
I do like eggs. Particularly in the mornings and in all the many ways they can be prepared – scrambled, boiled, poached, over-easy, you name it. Great on toast, plain, or with sauce and packed with proteins to make me feel like I’ve made a healthy choice.
Though I do steer away from green eggs and ham. After all, my name isn’t Sam. So that explains a lot.
Tuesday, February 28, 2017
Unless you live in a self-made iglo-settlement (DIY or die!) somewhere in the vast snow-scape that is Antarctica, I‘m sure you’ve noticed by now that SPRING IS RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER!! It’s true, ditch the mittens, the wollen blankets disguised as shawls and the hot cocoa – wait, maybe not the cocoa – because Hallelujah, the sun has come out!
Now, whether this gets you all excited, because you too are madly in love with peonies (and the internet suggests that must be) or have come to realize that your vitamin D insufficiency is much more severe than initially assumed, or whether this leaves you crawled up in bed in misery, whining because you miss the cold wind pressing against your cheeks, sledding and freakin SANTA, no worries, I’ve got you covered.
Saturday, October 29, 2016
It's the Halloween weekend and I’ve already spent a good ten minutes this morning practicing my horror grimace in anticipation of the trick-or-treaters. I’m getting pretty good at the undead-but-not-yet-starved Zombie face. Though on second thought, that could just come down to the cold I caught weighing down my facial features; and the smell of baked apples in the oven giving me the rumbly-tumblies!
In any case, Halloween can come, I am prepared!
I’m just messing with you. Kids don’t do Halloween around here! The neighborhood is much too nice; and traditional for that matter to welcome Celtic ghost stories into their homes. Though I do have reason to believe the old lady next door is in fact a witch. I can hear her wicked chuckles through the walls even late at night and I’m pretty sure she hides a broomstick in that weird fabric shopping trolley of hers!
Thursday, September 22, 2016
Fall is fast approaching - my favorite season, minus the freezing temperatures and mud-stained carpets. I’m also not a big fan of rain boots despite living in the UK that one time. I never could make them look cool on me, them Wellies.
I will however forever enjoy sipping mulled wine amidst rainbow-colored leaves dancing in the golden sunlight. And knitted everything.
Speaking of that blinding light bathing late afternoons in a sea of red and orange, I am pleased to confirm that sunglasses will still be needed until winter truly is upon us and the darkness has swallowed us whole.
Because I might or might not have acquired a noticeable, yet slightly unnecessary amount of sunglasses over the past summer months. And frankly, I hate to see them go to waste so soon.
Monday, September 19, 2016
I’m on a mission, really.
The goal is that one day the mailman will no longer need to stop and wonder “Whoever sent this lovely note?” (as mailmen typically do). Because he’ll already know. In his new-found wisdom, he’ll be thinking “This striking message wrapped in hand-dyed galaxy paper, adorned with do-it-yourself crochet stamps, labelled with glow-in-the-dark writing and raining glitter all over my shoes can only have one source: Motte from Berlin.”
That’s the dream.