Archive | September, 2011

An “I-miss-home-and-everything-about-it” kind of day

29 Sep

Not quite sure what brought on this weird mood today but I have a couple of guesses:

1. I actually woke up to AMAZING news this morning when I realized that the Cardinals made it to the playoffs! This was definitely a triumph considering that they were 10 1/2 games out starting on August 25th. Anyway, yes I’m happy about that, but I have NO ONE to celebrate with. This makes me really wish I could be in the States and discuss with other people the fact that doing what the Cardinals did is basically IMPOSSIBLE! Thus, my celebration is a bit muted here…even though I did wear red and white to work today 🙂

2. My grandma isn’t doing so well and had to be moved into a nursing home last week. My family has known for a month or so now that she wasn’t doing so well but it just seems as though her days are numbered. I get this helpless feeling when I realize that here is yet another thing that is happening to my family that I can’t be a part of. I know that it’s a blessing that she has lived for 95 years, but this just marks another thing going on in my family’s life…another one that I can’t be apart of.

3. And then that leads me into how much there are days when I REALLY miss my friends and family.Until I moved, I never realized how much I would miss just being able to call my sister to say hi or getting a call in the middle of the day from my mom or dad just to check in. Even though communication is way better now than it has ever been, it still has to be planned as to when calls or Skype dates are going to be arranged.

Enough with my sorrow-filled post. Just wanted to put out there what’s been going on today and maybe after writing this, try to put things in perspective. I am so grateful for every one that reads this blog and can hopefully relate to me in some way. And for all of you who live close to your family and friends, don’t ever hesitate to call and just say “hello” to someone you love. You never know, it could turn their whole day around.


The countdown disorder

27 Sep

I found a quote today that really caught my attention:

Anyone who is close to me knows that I have a countdown for everything. When Joachim and I were living in different countries, a countdown was always started the day we left each other until the next time we saw each other again. Currently, I have found that I always have a countdown, in my head and on my dashboard, counting down the days until I get to go to Colorado again. (79 days, 15 hours, 59 minutes). I have come to realize, though, that how fun is it to live a life when you’re always looking forward to something else? I am going to make it my goal, even though it may be hard at first, to live each day to its full potential because I will never, ever be given a chance to live this day again.

Do any of you struggle with this “countdown syndrome”? Do you think there will ever be a point in your life when you’re not counting down to something else? I would love to hear what you guys think about this subject!

Like mother like daughter?

26 Sep

Do you see a resemblance?

The photo on the top is (obviously) my mom. I’m not quite sure how old she is in the picture but I do know that it was taken when she lived in Indonesia, so I’m assuming mid- to early 20’s. Didn’t I inherit some fabulous genes?


24 Sep

Time for my first beer tasting party! My coworker and friend, Catrine, is hosting a girls-only beer tasting party at her apartment tonight. Each girl is supposed to pick one beer that they like and bring four of them so everyone gets a chance to taste it. Should be interesting especially since my beer palette is not very mature… yet! I’m sticking to my American roots and bringing Liberty Ale, brewed in San Francisco, so hopefully mine is the overall winner! I guess we’ll see 🙂

Hope you all are enjoying your weekend!

After work

23 Sep

Going out after work with a few of my coworkers for a drink or two down in the city. Should be a fun night filled with friends, Yahtzee, drinks and laughter. Joachim is planning on meeting up with us once he gets off work around 8. Should be a fun night.

Poor Enzo

20 Sep

Couldn’t resist putting up these freakin’ cute pictures of baby Enzo. Unfortunately he lost his manhood last week but seems to be doing quite well with the recovery. Luckily, he hasn’t had any struggles with the cone on his head and we actually find him licking the cone to clean it! I told Joachim that maybe we should keep that darn thing on him forever!




Mr. Conehead:

We are hoping that once he recovers from his surgery he will mold into the epitome of the perfect cat. As of now, he is allowing us to pet his belly (which before would lead to a swift scratch on your hand) and give him little kisses on his forehead. I think I was a bit spoiled with my wonderful cat, Elly (who is currently living with my parents and I’ve heard has become quite HUGE, thanks mom). I got her as a baby kitty from my professor at ASU and I was able to mold her into just the type of cat anyone would love. Enzo is a bit tougher to mold since we found him outdoors and you know what they say: it’s hard to teach a cat new tricks. Or something like that.

Wish us luck!


19 Sep

Our weekend in Malmö was a great success. We spent Saturday roaming around the city, walked in and out of many stores, had a drink before lunch at a French bistro and ate Pizza Hut for lunch (the only Pizza Hut on this side of the country, therefore it was long overdue). We stopped for another drink in a square near our hotel, rested for a bit back in our room, drank some celebratory champagne, got ready for the evening then went out to dinner. After dinner we took a little walk around the area we stayed in, had another drink at an overpriced bar and then decided to call it a night and went back to our room. We really had a great time just being able to get away (but not too far) and spend some time in another city. The breakfast buffet (which is something that Joachim and I tend to look forward to) was of course wonderful but we did get some weird looks for wearing our hotel slippers to breakfast. Oh well! We now are proud owners of THREE pairs of Hilton slippers (thanks Mom!) and TWO pairs of slippers from the hotel this past weekend. Joachim loves them.