Archives for March 2013
Outfit of the day: 110312
ROUTE 66 knit top
GINA TRICOT pastel yellow jeans
NELLY TREND chunky golden chain necklace
SEPPÄLÄ orange tooth necklace
H&M bracelet
VERSACE glasses
Poor man’s Instagram: Winter
Time to post a selection of mobile photos from the past few months. Hope you enjoy it 🙂
Our poor little baby caught herself a horrible cold and fever when we were in Finland. Here: seeking comfort in daddy’s lap.
It was Monday but I wasn’t really too upset about it. I had already conquered my fear of snowboarding and couldn’t wait to get out there!
Our ski passes! We only needed two because all three of us could never got out there all at once anyway 🙂
At home – daddy was out back shoveling snow and me and ladybug kept him company sitting on the windowpane, knocking and waving!
Toddler vs grilled sausage. The kid won.
One of my birthday presents – this is how wrapping presents is REALLY done. Spray paint, seashells… unwrapping wasn’t as much fun as it usually is, felt really awful destroying the masterpiece. There were beeeautiful cotton bed linens inside 🙂
Gee, excited much? Guess who really loves the little plastic sledge she got for her birthday?
Putting together an awesome outfit with zero effort: throw on leggings because you don’t feel like dressing up. Then steal boyfriend’s denim shirt because it seems casual enough. Find, after throwing on a quilted coat and leather boots, that you’ve just thrown together a gorgeous and preppy outfit by accident 😀
Outfit of the day: Toddler edition
LITTLE REBEL knit
NAME IT jeggings
POLARN O. PYRET socks
Baby got back – literally!
Snapshots: The past week
Went to Ingrid’s to get my nails done. I’ll show you the result very soon!
The herring wasn’t that big of a hit with the little lady, but she did have four potatoes…
Thank you, sugar!
Need I say more?
Edit: Yes, there’s a hole in her tights. I have no interest in letting her destroy more perfectly decent clothes crawling around at home. 😀
Again – no further comments…
Think about it: “My hands were busy”
“My Hands were busy through the day;
I didn’t have much time to play
The little games you asked me to.
I didn’t have much time for you.
I’d Wash your clothes, I’d sew and cook,
But when you’d bring your picture book
And ask me please to share your fun
I’d say: ”A little later, son.”
I’d tuck you in all safe at night
and hear your prayers, turn out the lights,
Then tip toe softly to the door…
I wish I’d stayed a minute more.
For life is short, the years rush past…
A little boy grows up so fast.
No longer is he at your side
His precious secrets to confide.
The picture books are put away,
There are no longer games to play,
No good-night kiss,
No prayers to hear…
That all belongs to yesteryear
My hands, once busy, now are still,
The days are long and hard to fill,
I wish I could go back and do
The little things you asked me to.”
~Alice E. Chase – 1975
From ‘Blah’ to ‘Ta-dah’: A ridiculously easy storage DIY
Before I finally finished this ‘project’, we stored all our cables and cords in a huge glass jar. Guess how soothing it was, trying to find a specific cable from the bottom of the jar? So, since I didn’t want to pop a Xanax every time I needed a USB-cable, I needed a better storage idea. Here it is! It’s really easy, costs nothing, takes 10 minutes to make and is a great storage idea.
You need:
– Empty toilet paper rolls
– Foil (or wrapping paper, duct tape – whatever you like, really) to make the rolls look all purdy and shiny!
– A glue gun (a stapler would probably work just as well)
– A plastic container, shoe box, cookie jar… whatever you can find!
1. Take your rolls and foil // 2. Wrap the foil around the roll. I needed two pieces of foil to cover one roll. // 3. This is what they should look like once you’re done
To make your cable storage rolls a bit more stable (this kind of loses its purpose if the rolls are knocked over and scattered all across the bottom of your little box), glue them together. When you place the cables inside the rolls, leave both ends out so you can easily find the one you need 🙂
04.03.2012: What a playdate looks like
Mia is the only kid ours will actually play with. They hand each other toys, pat each other on the head, share the same water cup (our little lady finishes drinking, hands the cup to Mia and when she’s done, she hands it back over) and crawl around the house together. Plus they chat and discuss crucially important things in code so we don’t understand 🙂 Adorable!
Hello kitty: Birthday cake for a big fan
Since we were in Finland when it was Triinu’s birthday, we couldn’t give her a proper birthday greeting on her special day so we invited them over for a playdate yesterday to congratulate her and hand over her present. I also made a delicious gooey chocolate cake and covered it with whipped cream (with a hint of rum). Triinu is the world’s biggest fan of Hello Kitty so the choice of cake decor was quite obvious. The eyes and whiskers are made of chocolate, the nose is a piece of lemon peel and the bow is from slices of strawberry!
I ordered the candles from mytoys.de a while ago 🙂
I’ll show you pictures from our playdate later!
Our ski trip to Riihivuori: Part one
About two months ago we decided to book a ski trip to Finland – I was very-very skeptical because I’ve always been very sure I hated winter sports. You know, one of those annoying people who have never tried it but still bitch and complain about it. But H and his mom made me promise to at least give it a fair shot and I went along with it.
This is taken in the buffet on the ferry – the little one downed her first ever grilled sausage (questionable choice of nutrition, but she really liked it) and was finishing it off with a cup of water. It ended up all across her chest so grandma went and got her the smallest little t-shirt she could find in the shop. The cutest little tourist in her little jeggings and oversize t-shirt!
We packed our bags, skis and snowboards and took off on Friday the 22nd. We took the ferry from Tallinn to Helsinki, then drove about 260km (with a stop for gasoline and groceries, which turned out to be a mistake – we should have kept driving as long as the kid was still asleep) to Riihivuori near Jyväskylä. Driving up the hill in the dark on the icy road was a bit of an adrenaline rush, but when we arrived at our cottage, it was all well worth it. It was surrounded by a little village of cottages and located right next to the ski lifts. We even had nice neighbors!
The cottage itself was huge and really cozy. Either the little one was so exhausted from the drive or she gladly embraced the cottage as her new home, but she instantly scattered her toys all over the floor and crawled around the house giggling with excitement. When it was time for bed, we just put her in her travel crib and she fell asleep instantly. She wasn’t scared at all of the new environment 🙂
The first night was spent in the company of warm sandwiches and TV, H prepared our snowboards and I unpacked all of our stuff. I love that there was a lot of closet space so there’s enough room for everyone’s belongings. We pushed the beds together in our bedroom and fell asleep excited about what the morning would bring 🙂
Because I wasn’t (emphasis!) much of a snowboard enthusiast, I suggested that H and his mom go conquer the slopes first thing in the morning and me and the little lady would stay home and prepare lunch. I even baked an apple cake (it was pretty extreme because I barely had any of the ingredients or kitchen tools needed, but it turned out delicious!). Then me and H would start with the snowboard lessons at 4 p.m., after we had eaten and rested a bit.
When we first started I was completely terrified to death – not sure of what, but I was. The first times I started going downhill, I held onto H so hard I doubt there was any blood circulating in his fingers. I kept looking down at my feet and was so consumed by my fear (of failing miserably, probably) to such an extent that I was sure I’d never get down the pathetic little children’s slope all by myself and in one piece. Getting back up in the ski lift (which on the kids’ slope was just a rope to hold on to, nothing too dangerous) was an absolute nightmare at first and the thought of going up and down an actual slope was out of the question. Until we started trying it out. On our second afternoon of practice I let go of one hand, then I agreed to let go of both if he promised to stay close by. Before I knew it I was going down the green slope on my very own with H waiting for me a bit further down. Eventually I didn’t need him close at all (except on the ski lift, those things scare the living crap out of me and I refuse to ever take one back up the hill alone).
There’s still a lot to learn, but I’ve mastered a part of the wondrous skill of snowboarding and yes, you guessed it – I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT! The worst part is my knee injury that starts reminding itself when I’m going downhill at a faster speed and it’s incredibly sad. My eyes teared up quite a few times because it’s just so unfair! H, on the other hand, is an amazing instructor, made me feel really confident and kept telling me how great I was doing. And obviously he’s so much fun to spend time with and we laughed so hard I had to sit down every now and then. I’m so thankful he taught me to love snowboarding because otherwise I’d still be clueless of what I’m missing out on.
I’ll do a part two later, WordPress is having trouble running this thing already and posting at this rate is infuriating…
