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Ideas and drafts that never actually made my blog (yet?)

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Before starting this blog I had this irrational fear of running out of ideas merely a month after starting. Fortunately, quite the opposite has happened. Since starting, more and more ideas are coming to me. At the moment I have two notebooks that I use for blog ideas (there’s always one missing, until I find it and then the other one has gone) and they are overflowing with doodles and anecdotes and keywords. It’s more than I’d ever be able to write down.

I guess I am quite an impulsive blogger, and go with whatever excites me at that moment. And yes, sometimes that’s just a sandwich, and sometimes thoughts on expat life have my preference. There could be tons of reasons why an idea or draft didn’t make my blog, and this list will give an inkling of what might have happened along the road to Blogville and why some drafts will always stay drafts. A list of  blog post ghosts, if you will.

1. The picture on top of this blog post was made around a year ago, I think. I was walking through St. Anne’s Park and suddenly came across this type of roses that are officially called Paddy Stephens. I thought it was the cutest thing ever and promised myself that if I’d ever start blogging (I had been playing with the thought for years), Paddy Stephens was definitely going to be featured. The blog post was going to be called “Paddy Stephens, we meet again”, as I’d go back to St. Anne’s Park and take a picture when they were fully bloom – a sentimental rant on the change Paddy and me had made in the time we hadn’t seen each other (I was going to be slimmer and richer, for sure). Sadly, I moved away from that area of Dublin and don’t think I’ll be going back any time soon, as I now live closer to the Phoenix Park.

2. “Give it up for Lent” – pretty self explanatory this one. I never posted it because I was busy and late with it, but also because there wasn’t much I gave up (takeaways) and just not much to say about it in general.

3. “I slept in a Castle, I’m now only two talking birds away from becoming a Disney princess.” So this happened a few weeks ago. I was going to sleep in the Castle Hotel Oud Poelgeest near Leiden, and had planned on something of a review, or some awesome pictures. Or transcribe the spectacular dialogue with a ghost I was definitely going to meet. Turned out the actual hotel was not IN the castle, but overlooking the castle. It was awesome altogether but I couldn’t put myself to blogging about it as I didn’t get any closer to becoming a Disney princess.

4. “Greetings, friend” Was going to be about playing Hearthstone, an online game I became addicted to over Christmas. There just wasn’t much more to add to what I already mentioned in a weekly round up blog post, bar the fact that Hearthstone is the bloody bees knees and everyone needs it in their lives. Oh, I did start jotting down the names of characters I had been up against because for some reason I though that would be cool: Mr. Dickbutt, Optimus, YOUMADBRO, Lobo and BeardedCake.

5. “Three shower gels from Boots I adore” Quite frankly, I just thought you guys wouldn’t give a shit.

6. “Puns found in the Metro Herald”. When I moved to Coolmine I started commuting daily by train, and was thoroughly enjoying the puns the Metro Herald journos made. I really really really love puns. Especially Harry Potter related puns. Make a Harry Potter related pun and I’ll probably go down on one knee and offer you onion rings. Okay where was I? On a Friday I decided to start make pictures of the puns in the paper, and on Monday I read that it was Metro’s last week before taken out of print. I had a few pictures by the end of the week, but they weren’t the best pictures or puns so I didn’t go ahead with a post on that. 7. I hadn’t named this blog post yet but the plan was to bake a Chocolate Courgette cake and share the recipe and my thoughts. Chocolate and Courgette cake was a hip and happening thing on Tumblr and blogs a while back and I definitely wanted to try it out as people had been raving about it. Also I wanted to go all Masterchef on it and experiment and throw in some jelly beans or chopped up pistachios or thyme and bake magic. Besides having had much time to do it, I’m also just not much of a baker, I like cooking a lot better and I feel I’m a tad better at it.

8. “Books people read on the train”. A project I officially gave up on this morning, for a number of reasons. One being that people just don’t read much books on the train anymore, or at least not as much as there are people looking at their phone. Another, more important reason was the fact that it made me feel like a right creep. I wanted to make pictures of the books being read/held by people, without those people being visible or very recognizable (’cause taking pictures of unknowing strangers and putting them on the www is not cool), but that’s a bloody hard thing to do. This morning I saw someone read a book and was at the angle  of shooting a picture that wouldn’t have been creepy, if there wasn’t a person next to me looking weirdly after seeing me opening the camera on my phone and point it at a stranger. And then pointing at my shoes as a distraction. Let’s just say it didn’t work out.

9. In one of my notebooks, I read the sentence “I’m a hamburger snob now”, which I obviously thought at that moment was a phenomenal title and subject for a blog post, I just can’t for the life of me remember what this was about.

Bloggers out there, do you have ideas or drafts never reaching their final form and what are the reasons behind it?

A fine ol’ Sunday

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It’s Monday and I am already longing for the weekend, when it was a just simpler yet sweeter life. To savour as much as possible, lemme just jot down this incredibly peaceful didnothingmuchanditwasheaven Sunday.

I strolled to Blanch Shopping Center, which now only took me 20 mins instead of an hour, thanks to my flatmate who showed me how it’s done. Went into Argos and finally bought a bedside lamp. It’s cheap and plastic and blue and close to horrifying. A real nightmare come true. But until now I only had a “big” light that could only be switched off from across the room, so getting to bed in the dark was quite an adventure. This bad boy is gonna save me either some bruises from bumping into every piece of bloody furniture while getting across, or save me from crawling which is what I opted for after my legs had turned 50 shades of purpely blue from trying to walk the route.

Discussed the possibility of having some naughty leprechauns somewhere in the house. My flatmate told me her keys had gone missing twice. Both times she was forced to jump out of her window (she’s on the ground floor, calm down) in order to get to her job in time, and both times she found them back in a place where she had already looked several times. Since I am on the first floor and jumping out of my window is not an option (well only the one time then, and then I’d be pretty much stuck anyway), I am now sleeping with my keys.

I finally finished reading “The Woman who Went to Bed for a Year” by Sue Townsend. I got it as a bday pressie back in October but due to some busy times I only managed to get through it now. I don’t read a lot of books at the moment, or at least not quite as much as I used to do before and while doing my bachelor in Literature (*gasp*). Nevertheless I really enjoyed this one. It’s an interesting piece that’s incredibly funny, even though the underlying tone and context (dealing with life’s disappointments) is quite sad and even sinister. I liked how the book formed, besides describing main character Eva and her dealings with the world, a framework for countless of histories, background stories and anecdotes. Not one character is boring, and not one character is a 100% likeable which makes it all the more interesting.

Other things I have done this Sunday

-Tried to sort out socks, make ’em matching. Remembered Dobby’s opinion on the matter. Stopped and watched more HIMYM.

-Discovered “we” have a Lidl. Bought stuffed mushrooms and salmon and courgettes.

-Had a lil bag of Randoms. Unfortunately there were no foamies in there. Sob.

-Skyped with my folks.

-Saw Esmee Denters the Voice UK audition. What a comeback. Rock on girlo.

-Played more Hearthstone, obviously. There was one extraordinary draw situation in which I won in the very last moment with just one point difference. Victory.

When does stuff become shit? A blog on minimalism and a love for stuff


It’s been years since I first saw this sketch by George Carlin and I still find it as interesting as when I saw it the first time. It makes me laugh while at the same time it’s hitting one of my weak spots: stuff. I love me some stuff.

Pretty stuff, a bargain or treasure hunting at a flea market, big epic yes to that with a cherry on top. At the same time I fully realize stuff is not that important and could even lead to drag you down. We all know that feeling of coming home to a messy house because there wasn’t enough time to tidy up a bit, and how much more pleasant it is to come home to a neat place. Somewhere where you don’t tumble over a pile of books to grab something you need. I seem to sleep much better when my room is tidy, even though my eyes are closed (no shit) during the night and I’m not in consciously looking at my room. It’s just a more peaceful feel when it’s tidy.

Sitting here I know I have pretty much everything I need in life, materialistically. Bar a Volkswagen Beetle and a treehouse, but eh. I moved to Ireland with a big suitcase, a medium backpack and some hand luggage, leaving behind quite some stuff at my parents house. Mostly sentimental stuff, because there hasn’t been any moment that I can remember consciously that I was in desperate need for something I left there. Okay at times I would love to have a Harry Potter copy with me but in the darkest of times I should remember I could just run into an Easons and sort it out. From the stuff I have at the moment (leaving necessaries like clothing and toiletries aside) there is probably only 10% I actually actively use. The rest of it just sits about, usually for the prettiness or the sentimental value. I’m a sucker for sentimental stuff. I used to be not even capable of throwing wrappers away if the treat was really yummy or if it was given to me on a special occasion or by someone important to me. Thankfully I’ve gotten a lot better. Most of the time.

Stuff requires more stuff as well as effort and time. Stuff needs upkeep, cleaning, dusting, stuff can get lost and stuff can break and need repairing. If or when stuff piles up it’ll get in your way, eventually. Stuff can cause anxiety and stress and in extreme cases, depression.

When I heard I needed to move to another place, there were a few things that immediately sprung to mind. Besides thinking of how sad it will be to leave an estate with such a great chipper, how am I going to move my stuff, what if something breaks? For example, the trophy I won in a dance competition, how do I wrap or transport it? Even though I know a trophy is not the win or the joyous occasion itself but more like a metaphor, I seem to want to cling onto it as if it is. Had they given me a beer or a blanket instead, the feel of winning would have been pretty much the same – I had a fabulous day dancing and chatting with my friends, enjoying the atmosphere, did my very best and came out on top. Why do I feel the need to connect an object to that memory, and why is it now bugging me?

Is a flea market not just a collection of stuff that is proven not to be needed? What am I looking for?

So when does stuff become shit? When is a bargain a bitch? Also, which stuff will be a plague and needs to skedaddle, and what should I keep?

Brb, gotta sort out some stuff.

Stuff I’ve been loving lately

 

Hi y’all!

Just a quick blog on stuff I’ve been surrounding myself with cause they make me insanely happy. And I only mention Harry Potter like three times. Absolute top score.


On Screen: 
Three weeks ago, I went to see What If  (directed by Michael Dowse) in cinema on a free monday afternoon. It was the only movie we could watch at that time and I’m mighty glad it was. It’s a romcom starring Daniel Radcliffe and Zoe Kazan that made me laugh out loud a few times and had me leave the cinema in the most cheerful state of mind. There were a few odd, realistic scenes where characters just grabbed their phone to avoid having to talk to other people or to kill some time, which I found very funny.
Curled up in a chair: I’ve started reading Lunch in Paris (written by American journalist Elizabeth Bard) and enjoying every page of it. It’s a love story set in Paris that contains recipes of the dishes that are mentioned (a feature I would’ve bloody loved to see in Harry Potter and actually most other books I’ve read). It’s easy to understand why it’s a New York Times Best-Seller as it combines the magical combination of Paris, love and food and it’s a lovely and easy read.
In my ears: You Keep Me Hangin’ On by the Supremes. Just can’t get enough of that tune.

SAM_0150                                            Meridian Peanut Butter, Supervalu, €3,59

This nutty brand makes the most delicious nut butters ever! I spread this peanut butter on a whole meal pita bread or rice cake or just eat it straight from the jar when no one is looking. Their Almond Butter is also absolutely divine and I have yet to discover the taste of their Hazelnut Butter, Cashew Butter and Pumpkin Seed Butter. To be continued. Yummy.

SAM_0106Super Beauty Coconut & Acai Shower Gel, Boots,  €3,29

Basically, I really like to smell like a cake (vanilla perfume, coconut shower gel, honey hairspray, come to momma) and this shower gel does exactly that. I usually switch to another shower gel after emptying a bottle but I’ve happily repurchased this one now.

SAM_0114                                           Doughnut Clutch Bag, New Look, €14,99

Is it fashion? Is it food? Pardon my photography skills, this clutch looks quite a bit more yummy in real life than the picture shows. I bought this one only a few weeks ago and absolutely adore it. My birthday is coming up in October and even though I don’t have any outfit planned yet, I do know I’ll be sporting this bad boy.

SAM_0100                                           Hogwarts Tee, Penney’s/Primark, €8,00

Because well, who wouldn’t love such a magical comfy top?

See you later!