First I moved to London, and then I was offered the opportunity to spend 6 months working in Moscow…it is so scary living in a country where you understand almost nothing…but I can already feel myself growing stronger as a person…it will be good for me I think…
I have found the recipes and I think this may just be something I do to christen my new home!
This City is so new to me that in any week I visit far more than 10 places that are new to me so for the time being, dont think this belongs on my list of goals…
I think I like that I can just close my eyes, listen and be carried away by the emotion of it all..and I think that is enough for me for now…
and I realise that they are very much a part of what makes me me…so I have decided I don’t need to learn a sophisticated joke…i can quip sophisticatedly but my jokes? they will always be bad :)
When I wrote this it seemed almost unsurmountable and yet now it comes almost easily! FABULOUS!
In the last year so much has happened and I have had to really struggle to come to terms with many of the thoughts and beliefs I held about love. Some prompted by the bestseller ‘he’s just not that into you’ and others by a slow recognition of what qualities make a man. And suddenly, there he was! He had been there all along and I just couldn’t, wouldn’t let myself see it…and it is the most amazing feeling to love and be loved with complete abandon…with no fear and more happiness than I thought possible!
I realised the thing with magic is it is as much about that person with whom you share it as it is about you, and being willing to risk the hurt and disappointment and to be completely open to the possibilities…that’s the magic…
I thought again today of the power of hugs….they comfort in a way that words often just cant…
About being honest is when you hurt someone else. I broke up with my boyfriend last night and it is devastating to have to break someone else’s heart…I think I prefer being broken up with…at least your response is clear, the responsibility for making a mistake, if it is a mistake, will lie with the person breaking up with you…I far prefer being the martyr…knowing that in time I will get over it and that they will realise the mistake they made and then it will be too late…
Its not as much fun on the other side though…you feel the same pain, the same loss, but in addition you feel guilt and remorse and more often than not doubt about whether you really did the right thing… I promised myself that I would avoid cliches as far as possible, no “its not you, its me” or “can we still be friends”. And I did. I didnt deserve to feel fine after the conversation, you are not entitled to make yourself feel better at the expense of the person you are hurting. It should be cut, over, final. We left it with “we’ll speak when we are ready” which is already more than you have a right to ask…
Am I happy? No. Did I do the right thing? I dont know.
I have identified the race that will be run…now I have to register and run it…I suspect it will take significant mental as well as physical energy to do this and i’m finding myself dreaming about the challenge…
I officially only have 9 working days left at my current job. I cannot believe that this era is actually coming to an end so soon…So many endings before there come the new beginnings…I’m not sure I really realised, or even that I realise now, how life changing this move is going to be…
Oh oh oh I am feeling so nervous about this challenge….I am finding it tough to get into a routine again since my sick break…
than from a stranger who owes you nothing and expects nothing?
Brilliant!
Went River Rafting this last weekend and it was awesome! Had a real ‘I love my body moment’ as we were paddling and I could see the muscles on my arms, especially my lower arms working and stretching and through their efforts pull us through the water…all whilst glistening wet and brown from the sun and the river…felt so beautiful and strong!
And all I want to do is get out of this office and go for a run in the rain! This is torture! :)
I read about a study that some scientists did where they found that whilst women are far more likely to chew their nails whilst PMSing than at any other time…apparently it has to do with the release of a hormone that triggers the urge to bite your nails and cuticles…it could of course also simply be a side effect to the nervous anxious tension that characterises women at that time!
I love my mom’s cooking. She puts such effort into making a variety of different foods with different flavours that you are always being exposed to new tastes…
I tend to cook with a rough approximation of what goes together and play around with adding whatever I have around to whatever I am making…That being said, you do need to be able to get at least the basics right first!
And that is where this recipe book will come in…
I want to learn how to make , and have recipies for my favourite meals, my mom’s meatballs, stew, lentil soup, pumpkin pie (which I have made successfully thanks to her recipe), bobotie, pizza pasta, blue cheese chicken, bread and butter pudding (although my friend KC has an amazing recipe too!)
Actually, I should probably change this goal to include all my favourite recipes from everyone….Othelia’s Awesome Taste Adventure Cook Book!
