I have learned a lot about myself during the quarantine. I don’t need much to be happy. Strip me of my $7 coffee or tea, take the take-outs away, and I am still comfortable and content. The simpler life suits me just fine. Being at home with my husband, cooking every day, cleaning up together -declaring dishwashing part of his Physical Therapy, because he is still not allowed to lift anything that’s no heavier than a coffee cup. Continue reading
In an editorial, SPIEGEL ONLINE’s Washington correspondent Roland Nelles describes how a European views the United States in the age of Trump. Is there still hope, after all? Continue reading
The other night I made an Austrian stir fry. I cut the meat off the bone, sliced it thin and prepared the dish the way I always do. Later on when we were eating my husband found a piece of bone on his plate.
“It always ends up on my plate,” he said and shook his head; I couldn’t help but smile. Continue reading
Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom
I think that’s one of the prompts where I am supposed to say, “No, I don’t mope -never,” and it would be such a lie, because I do and I am good at it. Not just good, I need it and there is nothing wrong with it -at least not in my books. Continue reading
I haven’t’ felt much excitement about the new year. 2016 was a pretty crappy year, may the new one not be as bad, please. That was my silent plea. I never make New Year resolutions, but surprisingly have one for the upcoming year. “Stay calm and don’t give up hope.” Continue reading
This is not the first election in my lifetime that didn’t end the way I wished for, but it is the first election that left me feeling scared. Continue reading
Have you ever owned a rock, pet rock, or gem that is not jewelry?
Yes, I own a wolf. He too is a rescue, had been left behind in an empty office when I found the poor thing. Our dogs accepted him surprisingly well. Continue reading
It is going to work…I can feel it~!
This is an actual conversation between me and my husband, that took place not so long ago.
He had just gotten home and he came into the kitchen with a sour look on his face. Continue reading
My husband always jokes that I am the poster child for optimism in this world. My best friend, who passed away, last year, said pretty much the same thing about me. She always joked “you would get up after an earthquake, would look around and be happy, that you won’t have to dust anymore”, and there might be some truth to it. Continue reading