Month: December 2011

Last day of the year

It’s the last day of 2011, and I’m sitting here thinking about New Year’s resolutions. I never was one for the resolutions, but I realized I have a whole list of them now – the Day Zero Project (or 101 in 1001, as some know it )

It’s funny how a little list can make you more motivated to go out and do stuff. For instance, I didn’t really feel like enrolling my dog in a flyball course, because it was outdoors and winter was just around the corner. Then I remembered it was one of my goals and went ahead and did it anyway. I’ve been freezing my butt off a few times, but other than that I’m really happy that I did. I knew that when I got home again I would just turn on my trusty space heater and warm my toes (and my butt) quickly. Turns out my dog is an amazing ‘flyballer’ and absolutely loves it. As for myself, I got to know a bunch of awesome people I wouldn’t have met otherwise.

Others are based on things I do anyway, like reading, writing and sending postcards through Postcrossing (it’s fun, you should check it out!). Yet, making a goal out of them makes me that much more motivated to actually keep up with it. In a little less than two months I’ve read 7 books, sent out 25 postcards and written 22 blogs (23 if you count this one). I’m sure that without my ‘little’ list of goals, it would only be half that amount (or less).

So yes, I’m happy I started this thing again, after my website died earlier this year

Want to share some of your resolutions?

please don’t let it snow

No white Christmas for us this year. Can’t say I’m too disappointed. For the past few years, we had horrible heaps of snow. If I was still a child that probably would’ve been as exciting as hell, but now that I’m a grown-up (well, sorta) and have to go places… Not so much.

This never seems to be a problem in places where they actually expect snow. But since the Netherlands rarely do, our government decided they might as well cut back on the budget for snow-related emergencies and whatnot. Of course, that same exact year we got the motherload of snow. Result: the buses couldn’t drive, the trains couldn’t go anywhere and if you had to take a plane somewhere… well, tough. And while the government was picking a whole bouquet of oopsie-daisies, Holland seemed to be literally frozen in time while the rest of the world laughed.

Next year, same deal. Although not so much with the snow as the ice. They ran out of rock salt and left the elderly skidding around the neighbourhood. I think a lot of hips were broken that year.

This year we were all dreaming of a white dry Christmas, and we got what we wanted .

How was your Christmas?

The ‘Hm…’ factor

After getting up early for the first time in a week, I somehow found myself in the midst of a debate about the Twilight series with my best friend. Which is odd, for many reasons.

For one, my best friend is a 24 year-old male, a little rough around the edges and by no means a guy I can picture sitting down with a copy of Twilight, swooning over Bella and Edward trying to get their seemingly impossible romance on the road.

And as it turns out, he wasn’t. He has read the books, but unlike me – sighing and hoping and pleading for their love to find a way – Seb once again surprised me by picking through all the nonsensical bull crap and coming up with the ultimate conclusion. In his words;

“Bella is a fucking idiot. YOU would be the first one to call her out on it, if she were to be a real person.”

I have to admit, I got defensive. If only just a little. Truth be told, I can identify with Bella. After all, I fell in love with a guy who lived an ocean and some states away. And although he’s very much alive, there were certainly things to overcome. To which Seb replied;

“No no, not that. I’m talking about the whole Edward-Bella-Jacob debacle. Cause here’s this guy that picks her up after her boyfriend left her in the woods to be eaten by bears and gives her a little faith in life again, telling her he loves her just the way she is and that she wouldn’t have to change. Yet she chooses this moody bipolar fellow who does nothing but make decisions for her and complicate her life.”

At which I cocked my head to the side and thought, Hm..

The guy’s got a point there. And the longer I thought about it, the more I realized that I would indeed kick Bella’s ass should she be a friend of mine.

Funny, how that works.

When you know, you know. you know?

I originally had two challenges planned back to back, but eh, I don’t feel like it. Not that I didn’t enjoy the 30 Days of Truth Challenge (apart from the occasional moronic question, that is) but there’s so much exciting stuff going on around me that I don’t think I’ll need a challenge to keep me blogging.

After all, I’ve never been engaged. Although… I’ve been engaged on Facebook before as a joke (to the same guy, even!) but even though people seem to validate their relationships through Facebook, I don’t think that counts. Especially since we weren’t even dating at that point, ha .

Reactions have been… interesting. Not the ones from people I actually know and love, they’ve all been wonderful and enthusiastic, but I was surprised by how opinionated strangers and friends of friends can be. I’ve been asked questions like How long have you been dating, Aren’t you a little young and my personal favourite Do you think it’s wise, marrying a foreigner? And I’m like … I’m sorry, do I know you?

… People are nuts. It’s not like I’m eloping with Joseph Stalin. It’s not like we’ve only known each other for merely a week. And I’m certainly no child bride either cause, hello, I’m turning 24 in less than three months. Every time someone asks me a question like that, I have to bite my tongue from replying with something like do you think it’s wise, wearing leggings with an ass like that?

So far I have been successful in restraining myself, but I swear, one of these days

Anyway, I’m still enjoying my new engaged status. And while we’re still on the subject, here’s a picture of my ring!


I don’t like diamonds, they bore me to tears, and luckily Jay knew this and opted for my beautiful aquamarine ring which is not only a gorgeous gemstone (my favourite!), but also my birthstone .


30dot; day 28, 29 & 30

What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do?

The baby wouldn’t be planned, but it wouldn’t be unwanted either. Both my fiancé and I want children, and neither of us want to wait until we’re ‘old’. Ideally I won’t get pregnant until I get my degree, but that wouldn’t be a reason for me not to keep the baby. I really believe that, would I be pregnant, I can be a good mother. I’m almost 24, I can handle responsibilities, and I know who I am. The baby would have two loving parents to raise him or her with love, and we’d be okay financially. So yes, I would keep the baby.

Something you hope to change about yourself. And why.

I’d love to be more punctual. Like I wrote before, I’m always late. If that would just affect me I’d be okay with it, but I hate to keep people waiting. I don’t like the idea of wasting people’s time. So that would be something I’d like to change about myself.

A letter to yourself, tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself.

I feel like I’ve already done this, here. Now I could just alter that entry a little and post it again, but like I said – I don’t like wasting people’s time (including my own).

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