Rewriting Your Past?

What if you had the power to rewrite history?

Would you? What part would you rewrite? Would you rewrite the worlds history or would you rewrite a part of your history?

I stumbled across this task for the Daily Post Writing Challenge a couple of days ago and was thinking about it ever since. Honestly, I am still not sure what I would do. There are so many moments in my life that could have gone easier or maybe even better, but then… if I would rewrite it, what effect would it have on everything that came afterwards?

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It’s Hard Work To Be Barbie

While I was preparing dinner last night, my daughter and I had one of our deep conversations about toys and life and things that just matter for her at the moment.

Suddenly, out of the blue, she looked at me and said: “Mom, it is actually pretty hard work to be Barbie, you know.”

I looked at her and asked her what she meant.

And then she explained it to me.

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Christmas Time Is Here

I need to bake the Christmas cookies! I waited for too long again… And now, Christmas is almost here. Today and tomorrow we will have friends over and I want there to be Christmas cookies. So I guess this is what I will do next, after finishing this post. Baking.

Christmas is such a great time. Although it feels slightly different to celebrate it Down Under compared to Up Over. But it is an amazing time nonetheless. I love how our tree is getting more and more festive, how the outside decorations sparkles when it is finally dark and of course how the kids eyes are filled with excitement.

Our house is not overly decorated. We are kind of in the middle of the amazing decorations in the US and the shear non existing ones down here. Of course we are… We are Swiss… We always go the middle way ;-). So there are a few decorations everywhere and some of it are our little Santa figures… He is chilling in all different corners of the house. You know, he takes it a bit easier down here…

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I love the special feeling which comes with Christmas. Something we all grew up with. A feeling I believe we should never loose. The house is decorated, candles everywhere. The tree is the center piece in the living room and if nobody is watching a Christmas movie we are playing Christmas music. The goodnight stories are Christmas stories and the kids usually take out their favorite Christmas books.

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It is a time of reflecting. Reflecting on your life on the world. Reflecting on your past year and also looking forward to the time ahead of you. Reflecting on what you have and on who you can share it with.

It is about giving more than receiving and about spending time with the people you love and appreciate.

For me it is about spending time with my family and my friends. Sharing a good meal together and share your thoughts.

And here we are! Deadlines! I need to get the turkey on Tuesday. I hope I will have enough space in my fridge and it will actually fit in my oven…  This year I will be in charge of cooking dinner on Christmas. My mom always made a turkey so it was the first thing popping in my mind when the decision was made that I will be the Christmas chef this year. Her turkey was always super moist and yum and just perfect. I feel the pressure. But then… everyone eating with us will not be able to compare my turkey to hers… so if I don’t totally mess it up, it should be fine. I am a confident cook usually but hey, it is Christmas after all… and I feel it. You don’t want to make a mistake with Christmas dinner. It is the season to be jolly. And nothing worse than a bad meal… Speaking of getting seasonal… I need to remember to polish the nice glasses for Christmas. The table will be set slightly different to the normal day. A little bit more wow, you know…

Talking about being a confident cook: I usually wing it. I don’t follow recipes and normally have the approach of one hand full of this and one hand full of that. Drives my husband crazy as he always asks me if I at least wrote down how much I used here and there, just to be able to recreate a dish. But of course I don’t…

But for Christmas I will. I will follow the recipe to the dot (probably). And I already made a little plan with deadlines on it. Dessert will be made on the 24th, same with the dips and the salad dressing. I might do some other little prep work then already, might already cook the brussels sprouts… That’s the plan at least. I know that I need to stick to my deadlines, otherwise it will be a late night and that would not be fair for the kids.

Usually I don’t struggle with deadlines. But it is Christmas after all. There will be a lot going on all day. And I kind of also want to enjoy the day. Well, at least I can kind of leave the turkey to the oven for a while 😉

And now excuse me… I have to go and make some cookies…

In response to the Daily Prompt – In Due Time and Getting Seasonal

Second Chances? WTF!!!

“The gunman had a history of crime

Monis, 50, is no stranger to the NSW police or the judiciary.

He first came to attention of police when he penned poisonous letters to the family of dead Australian soldiers seven years ago.

Last year he was charged with being an accessory to the murder of his ex-wife, a mother of two.

Most recently, he was charged with more than 50 allegations of indecent and sexual assault relating to time allegedly spent as a self-proclaimed “spiritual healer” who dealt with black magic at a premises in western Sydney more than a decade ago.

It is understood Monday’s incident followed an unsuccessful, last-ditch attempt on Friday to have the case heard in the High Court” The Age

There is not a lot out there that makes me boil over. But there is so much of it in this little bit of text I copied out of the news today.

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I Appreciate How My Home School Mom Did This: Boomerang Learning (Especially on the Topic of Writing)

The other perspective of homeschooling. Love to learn more about how it feels to actually BE home-schooled.

Trees of Transition

Home Schooling’s Black, White, and Gray Series 1, Episode 3

My Mom tells me that at age two I filled pages with squiggly lines because I already loved “writing.” My Mom modeled writing for me, and since her Mom was also a writer, the writing gift flowed down to me.
In our home school, Mom gave each of my siblings and I thick notebooks, which we decorated and turned into journals. This week I’ve been re-reading that journal, and it’s taken me back into the quiet home school life of when I was aged eight, nine, and ten.
I have journals that I started writing at age 8 and go to the present time. From about age 10 until age 25, I journaled about almost every day of those fifteen years, and I treasure those entries. Re-reading these journals gives me a stronger remembrance of my thoughts about being home-schooled, some of which I…

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Christmas Present!

Thank you all so much for this early Christmas present! Yesterday I hit 500 Followers!

Amazing! When I started blogging I was hoping to find a handful of followers and get to the end of this year with hopefully some who will stick to me and my blog. Now it is not even the end of the year and I have reached such an amazing number!

Thank you all so much for supporting me! Thank you for following and for liking and for commenting! I don’t mind if you read every single one of my posts, as long as you step by. And for those of you who are there all the time, who make me feel you read all of my posts and for commenting on most of them or liking them: You have no clue how much I appreciate you!

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