“The cherries are blooming!” is a sentence that can make me drop all my plans and whatever I’m doing in a heartbeat. So when I heard that Herbert Park had turned pink we hurried down there the first dry evening we could – that was last night.
You can imagine our disappointment when the park was all green and no pink. All we found was this solitary white tree that seemed to have outlived its comrades. It was so pretty though that soon we had forgotten about the others and spent our entire stay under these white blooms.
Of course, however, as soon as we arrived Emma announced that she was hungry, it was a little (more…)
Last year we were out of town, so this was our first St Patrick’s Day in Ireland. Due to wet weather and not wanting to deal with two fussy little girls in big crowds of drunk people we decided to spend the day at home. But Marcus planned out some things we could do together and made it such a fun day for all of us. (more…)
Getting deeper and deeper into the blogging world both as a blogger and as a follower, I am coming to see the negative sides of sharing portions of your life online. You may have noticed too how people are getting more critical and skeptical of content being real or staged. On the flip-side I’ve also noticed people (myself included) feeling pressured to live up to ideals they see in people they follow.
A bold article about the concept of Lifestyle Porn has been going around my Facebook feed lately.
Don’t Google it! Just click here if you want to read it!
The concept connects the unreal and addictive ideal of pornography to bloggers’ and influencers’ picture-perfect lifestyles. Essentially it claims that lifestyle bloggers can have as (more…)
For more than six months I’ve been wanting to make a video of Sophia pronouncing her most common words and sentences. I’ve of course never gotten around to it and every time I’ve gotten the camera out to do it she hasn’t been in the mood.
So this is hopefully just a placeholder, but at least it’s written down and posted to the immortal internet never to be forgotten, right? (more…)
Exactly one year ago today I walked down a now very familiar street for the first time to wait outside some now very familiar buildings after Marcus’ first day at his new job. With his dream company. The job that made us pack up our very worn down suitcases once again and make the move to Ireland; a country we had never before set foot in and had no connections with.
We arrived that Sunday morning in January in the Dublin Airport. Cold, excited but nervous. The following two weeks we would spend in a little hotel room, Marcus, learning the ups and downs of his new position, me, running the usual moving-in errands around the city, Sophia, completely clueless yet excited about her new surroundings.
About a week into our new adventure we got the keys to the apartment we have called home the last (more…)
Two days ago on New Year’s Eve Marcus took my hand and led my out to our balcony a few minutes before midnight. Sophia had been asleep for hours and our guests for the night had left to tuck in their own little one. We wrapped a blanket around the both of us and hugged each other tight to keep warm for the last couple of minutes of the year. We spent them reminiscing our life together so far and the previous years that we had begun and ended in each other’s arms.
I dug my phone out from under the layers to check the time and the air filled with our merry neighbors’ voices chanting the count-down. I freed my hand to wrap it again around my husband, bracing myself for the leap.
As the new year came upon us I marveled at the magic of this simple little moment. All around us were people gathered together to celebrate in style. Other places in the world people were inaudibly shouting “Happy New Year!” to each other over the noise of scores of fireworks and loud music. Yet here we were on our quiet cold little balcony watching the Irish lack of fireworks, and (more…)
Christmas is here again and I’m sitting here reflecting on the past month and savoring every last drop of Christmas spirit before it is over for another year. I decided in November to dedicate this Christmas season to being better at serving others around me and being more mindful of my influence in others lives. Instead of committing to do a specific act of service every day (I knew I would cave as soon as I missed a day) I wanted to simply try and get into the habit of always paying attention to how I could help others.
This month has been interesting because of it. I am not going to lie, I could have been much more dedicated and put much more time into it, but I feel that I reached my goal of just being more aware. It has led me to have many big and small good experiences that have especially lead me to appreciate the mere effort and sweat of doing something for others. (more…)
Christmas season is knocking on the door and once again I feel desperate to make the most of it before it slips away for a good 340 days! Do you know the feeling? I just want to spend the days singing Christmas carols, baking cookies and cakes, buying and wrapping gifts and giving lots of hugs!
The thing that I think will really maximize my Christmas spirit this season is service. I’ve had a few moments over the last couple of years when I’ve mentally woken up and realized how little I think of doing good things for other people compared to how much time I spend just getting my own life in order… which is silly really, considering how good helping others makes you feel inside.
On Saturday we had planned to get up early and walk down to the beach to get some pretty pictures in the morning light. But naturally we missed our chance due to comfy beds, weekend breakfast, and getting out the door and the ups and downs it entails. Eventually we ended up going just before noon. It was nevertheless a beautiful sunny fall day and was totally worth the 5km’s worth of overall body pain it cost me.
Despite the struggles I often have staying up-to-date on the blog I am so incredibly thankful for the memories I manage to catch and record along the way. It takes a lot of time and effort to haul the camera around, snap the crazy amounts of pictures required to catch a few decent ones, and then carefully editing them one by one. But looking through this little finished handful of (more…)