Stuff I wanna do in 2016

1. A meditation corner in the crafts room. ^_^ 2. To spend more time with Mugur. To go somewhere by ourselves once a month if there is someone who can babysit Gemma. 😀 – we went to see Deadpool in February. ^_^ – we went to a Crala’s Dreams concert in March. 😀 3. To go out of the house more often, preferably every day, no matter the weather. – I was bad at this in February and the first half of March. 😛 – In the second part of March I went out every time I picked up Gemma from day care, sometimes going to the park with her. 4. To go mountain hiking with Mugur and Gemma. 5. To take Gemma on a train ride in another city and sleep there one night. ^_^ – We went on a train ride to Mediaș on Gemma’s birth day, but we did not sleep there. 😀 6. Tutorial for Stone of Barenziah. 7. To organize WAHM Romania events. – The February attempt didn’t go through. 🙂 – I didn’t do anything in March. 8. To go at least once in a club to dance. 😀 – I went in February. 9. To send a birthday postcard to each person who is dear to me. ^_^ – I sent to a few people in February. 10. To purify and recharge my crystals. To add to the collection. 😀 – I charged all crystals on the night of the full Moon in March. 11. To start the YouTube channel I planned with Mugur. – We named the channel M.I.H.A.I. Family and...

Emotionally hardcore

A few nights ago I had a long talk with my husband about us and love and relationships and stuff and I came to a conclusion: I am emotionally hardcore! I like and I need to have intense feelings as often as possible in order to be OK. And so many things make sense now! That is why I like surprises, to help people, to listen to people, to hike, to collect things, to own old stuff, to meet new people, to travel, to learn new things! Each of these things give me a high dose of feelings. 😀 Another thing about me is that my memory works in a weird way. I don’t remember people’s faces, I don’t really remember images/sounds/smells/sensations just by thinking of them. I only remember the feelings they gave me! When I think about a book I read I hardly remember any details in the story. What I remember is what it made me feel and so I remember the things that triggered those feelings. (It is the same with movies.) If I re-read the book, I do remember the things in it while I read them. But if I just think about the book, I only remember the feelings. That’s why I suck at talking about books and movies. 😀 Practically, when I think about my past the only memories I have are those connected to strong emotions. Everything else is blurry. 🙂 How cool is it that the first book to ever make me feel stuff was a math book? 😀 What is interesting is that while I cannot remember stories in...

On the second day of creche

Doar nu crede cineva că duci copilul la creșă în prima zi și apoi totul e gata, nu? 😀 A doua zi a fost cel puțin la fel de dificilă pentru copilă. Pentru mine a fost mai ușor sufletește, pentru că știam acum că o duc într-un loc unde este îngrijită, dar lucrurile nu au mers așa bine pe alte planuri. Eram la fel de amețită ca în prima zi. E grea adaptarea la viața de mămică, asta știe toată lumea. Cine și-a închipuit că va fi grea adaptarea la 8 ore de ”fă ce vrei, cum vrei, când vrei”? Eu nu. 😛 Ne-am trezit dimineață, eu și bărbatul meu, ca de (noul) obicei, la 7 fără. Spălat pe față, pe dinți, pachet de prânz, senviș, chestii d-astea de dimineață. Decidem că merg și eu cu ei și azi, pentru că trebuie să-mi cumpăr telefon (l-am pierdut pe cel vechi zilele trecute – acela fiind căpătat, după ce telefonulmeu primit în dar de la sora mea acum…7 ani(?) mă lăsase baltă în sfârșit XD). Trezesc copila ușurel. Deschide ochii bine abia când îi spun că mergem afară. ”Afală?!” Urmează rutina de după somn, mereu la fel de precisă. ”Mine”, ”lica”, ”uța”, ”apă”. Adică o iau în brațe, luăm păturicile, o pun în legănuț și o învelesc cu ele (două păturici, indiferent de anotimp 😛 ), apoi îi dau un biberon de apă. O las un pic acolo, o chem la îmbrăcat. Vine. ”- Afală? – Da, mergem afară. Mergem la creșă. – Oșan? – Nu, nu mergem la Auchan, mergem la creșă. La copii. – Abuzu? – Da, mergem...