Blogmas (Day 22) – Daddy’s Girl

Hellooo!

My dad turned half a century today, and that is a cause to celebrate!
Tobias and I went over to his house after work, just in time for dessert (we‘re always in time for dessert!) and spent the evening talking over a hot cup of tea and eating tons of cake and cookies.

2015-12-23 02.05.50 Something I will aways adore about my dad‘s and his wive‘s household is how utterly geeky and pink it is. They love to decorate, so during Christmas time it just looks so much like Santa‘s house. They are massive Disney fanatics and can spend hours discussing Star Wars. My dad once actually kept me entertained for an hour straight by talking about Lord of the Rings characters peeing (because it just bothered me that it is never mentioned in the books – like, in Harry Potter you know there are bathrooms, but in LotR do they just go behind the trees? Do they have plumbing in Rivendell?!). Obviously the present he got from us was just as nerdy, and I would highly recommend it to anyone who has a geek father – namely two books called Darth Vader and Son and Vader‘s Little Princess by Jeffrey Brown. They‘re little comics that show Darth Vader‘s life as a committed father to twins. I thought it was accurate because my dad obviously identified with Darth Vader a lot and I idolised Princess Leia (she is so hardcore, yeah!). 

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It‘s only  three more days until Christmas! Whoohhooo! Go see what Anna‘s favourite Christmas memory is over on her blog: www.tinytrinket.wordpress.com. I haven’t read it either, so you‘ll be joined by me… in a way… I suppose, right?

Lots of love from the roots of my heart!
xxx

Here’s my absolute favourite picture from Vader’s Little Princess btw!

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Blogmas (Day 19) – Funny Customers and a Birthday Dinner

Hello Hellooo!

So, today I was working at the check-out counter in the book shop and there was a huge line. One guy came up and he was buying a calendar and a book, and while I scanned his items he started checking out one of the children‘s books we have on display. He asked whether this was suitable for a two year old which I denied. He then said, «Well, but do you have anything for two year olds?» – Please note that he was standing in the friggin‘ children‘s section! I pointed him in the general direction of more suitable books, well aware that about twenty people were impatiently waiting for their turn. He left his stuff lying and just dashed off into the unknown. When he was back fifteen minutes later with some toy he pulled out his wallet and asked me if I could also give him a card, so he could attach this to the gift he was about to buy. I pointed him in the direction of the cards, and at least, this time, he had the decency to pay first before dashing off again. But you bet, he was back! And this time he did not want to wait, oh no! He just bluntly stepped up in front of me, handed me the card and the money and he was gone. Not to complain or anything, he was very friendly throughout the entire process – if a tad confused as to how shopping works. Poor guy.

On a different note, tonight I went out with my friends Anna and Magalie. If you don‘t know Anna yet – she‘s my blogger friend and you can find her on www.tinytrinket.wordpress.com.  She‘s also doing Blogmas this year and we are cooperating most days. Visit her and love her blog (and her, she‘s amazing!).

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Because it was my birthday last monday we had a belated celebration dinner at one of my favourite restaurants in Bern, Sous-Le-Pont. They have amazing vegetarian dishes, and although the clientele can be a bit dodgy at times (tonight some super drunk guy lifted a trap door and just aimlessly wandered around it for a while, then put it back in), the atmosphere‘s really nice. Later on we moved on to Tibits, another restaurant, where we had some Christmas inspired drinks and tried to read our future in the foam of my Chai Latte (it‘s looking pretty grand for all of us!). It was so good to hang out together again – it‘s so hard to meet up when everyone‘s busy with one thing or another. Especially now that we‘re studying at different universities and Anna who‘s moved to Zurich, it‘s so much harder finding a date to hang out that actually fits everybody. It‘s all the more special, though, when it finally happens of course.

Lots of love from the roots of my heart!
xxx

Blogmas (Day 14) – Birthday Reflections

I know it‘s way past midnight, but I‘ve only just got off celebrating my 23rd birthday! Yaay! I had such a wonderful day and I feel so so blessed and happy and full of cake, and I can‘t wait for the next one to come.

I just looked at my pile of presents and thought about all the things that I got and all the things that I didn‘t get and I realised that maybe this pile of presents isn‘t even that important. All my friends came over for dinner and I didn‘t make enough potatoes and I forgot to buy white wine, but we still had a wonderful time.

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When I look back on my past birthdays I can‘t remember a single bad day. It‘s the one day I get to pick the music and nobody complains about my Christmas/Disney/Backstreet Boys playlist. I can choose bloody Frozen napkins and wear my reindeer antlers, and everybody accepts it without laughing. I always feel like I get to be myself to the absolute fullest on this one day. And when I look back I don‘t remember the presents. Did I get a book or a DVD or chocolates, who knows! But I do remember that I have never been alone and that makes me feel super special! And that‘s the biggest gift, and it‘s not corny because it‘s true. If I could wish for one thing it‘s that there will always be lovely faces around my table on my birthday and that I will always feel as loved.

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Getting older is scary sometimes because we are never quite who we want to be. I haven‘t published a bestselling novel yet, I haven‘t met my future husband yet, I haven‘t even moved out yet – so many things I was sure to have done before turning 20! But here I am, and it‘s just okay. So maybe I‘ll publish a bestseller next year, or the year after. Maybe I won‘t have children until I‘m 30. Maybe I‘ll still be living with my mum in spring. That‘s fine, because there are so many things more that define me and my personal happiness and so long as I‘m not alone and so long as I‘m loved I think I‘m exactly where I‘m supposed to be.

Sorry for the slightly delayed post! Cheers to you all!
Lots of Love from the Roots of my Heart!
xxx

Blogmas (Day 11) – A Christmas Story

Hello Lovelies!

For tonight’s post I decided to share a little Christmas story with you. I actually dug one up I wrote a few years back, and I was going to let you read it, but so far I haven’t mustered up the energy to properly edit that shit. So maybe another day.

But here’s one story that makes me smile everytime. The original story is by Toni Lauerer. I translated it from the Bavarian, so I undertook a couple of changes, because no one would understand why the word «Apfent» is funny.

It was three weeks before Christmas, when Dad finally put up the nativitiy set in the living room. Because we begged and got on his nerves, my little sister and I were finally allowed to assist him.

Most nativity sets are boring, but ours happened to be the opposite, because it contained the most awesome characters. Well, it gradually ended up containing them, anyway. It started with me putting the nativity set quite close to the fire that was burning in the oven, because I was worried about Joseph and Baby Jesus catching a cold. But, as it turned out, it was way too hot for them there. Baby Jesus turned all black and Joseph split into a thousand pieces. One of his feet actually landed in mum‘s cookie mixture, and, boy, did she yell at me. Sure, it was not a pretty sight at all. Mum mourned that not even the Saints were save from my actions.

It was a bit sad to see Mary standing there all on her own. So I organised some company for her. Joseph was replaced by Donald Duck. I wanted to use Asterix as Baby Jesus, because he‘s the only figure that is so small it fits in the crib. But mum insisted that Asterix was not fit for the role of Jesus (not even when he was still pooping himself) and that I should leave Baby Jesus as he was. Sure, he was black, but he still looked like Baby Jesus.
Behind Baby Jesus, there were two oxen, a donkey, a hippopotamus and a brontosaurus. I‘d put the hippopotamus and the brontosaurus the because the oxen and the donkey were just really really dull.

On the right hand side of the barn, the Three Wise Men were trudging along.
One of them had fallen down the previous year while dad had been cleaning. Now we had Two Wise Men and One Wise Batman.
Usually, the Wise Men have loads of shit for Baby Jesus, like gold and frankincense and myrrh; ours were carrying a chewing gum paper instead of gold, but it glittered all the same. And one of them was holding onto a Marlboro, because we had no frankincense, but when you light a Marlboro it smells too, so the difference wasn‘t all too grave. Batman had a gun with him. It wasn‘t technically a present for Baby Jesus, but he‘d use it to defend the Holy Family from the dinosaur.

Right behind the Three Wise Men, a couple of red skinned Indians and a very pale looking angel were stood. The angel had lost a foot, and he was now sitting on a motor cycle, so he would not be hurting so much at the arrival of Baby Jesus. He could ride the motor cycle, too, if he wasn‘t too busy flying.

On the barn‘s left hand side, Red Riding Hood was standing. She was carrying a pizza and some wheat for her grandmother. We couldn‘t find a wolf anywhere, so instead, behind the tree, there was a luring calf.

There wasn‘t anything else in our nativity set, but I always felt that was quite enough. In the evening we always turned on the little lights and illuminated the whole scene, which made it even more spectacular. We always sat around it and sang Christmas Carols, and it wasn‘t perfect, but it was us, and that would always be good enough.

Lots of Love from the Roots of my Heart!
xxx

Blogmas (Day 10) – Anna’s Ferrero Rocher Cupcakes

Hellooo all you beautiful people reading this!

Sooo, what‘s been happening today? Well, for today‘s post I was supposed to go to Anna‘s house and bake cupcakes with her yesterday. But because it was Tobias‘ birthday and I had no cake I decided to stay at home and leave the cupcake making to Anna. She has sent me the pictures, though, and they look absolutely stunning! I can‘t believe that little twit hasn‘t come by the book shop today to have me try one!

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I will definitely try and make these in some near headed future. If your mouth waters just looking at the photos, then you can actually make them yourself. And I suggest you do, because I‘m starting to believe I may never have known happiness! (on second thought, though, I did make a pretty mean chocolate roulade yesterday!)

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Have a very chocolatey Christmas time!
Lots of Love from the Roots of my Heart!
xxx

The original recipe’s from the Hummingbird Bakery. Also, make sure you visit Anna on her blog http://www.tinytrinket.wordpress.com to say thanks for sharing this beautiful recipe with the rest of the world!

Blogmas (Day 9) – Oh Bother, Little Brother

Part of the reason why I love the Christmas season so much is because there‘s a lot of birthdays to celebrate. Today my baby brother turned 21, he can now legally buy alcohol in the United States. Yuss!

Tobias is one of my favourite people to be around. I think once you‘ve beaten a person up enough times, then all there is left to do is become friends with them. We have stayed up nights on end discussing Doctor Who or watching Harry Potter parodies on Youtube. We once played the Sims together and created a green super smart and incredibly evil baby – actually, I still think that was hilarious of us to do! Not to mention the time we watched Twilight together and commented on the entire movie.

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I really don‘t understand people who refuse to get along with their siblings – Tobias can be utterly useless, I swear, but he‘s so much fun to be around most of the time. Unless he‘s being a stinking bugger, that‘s when I suggest him moving off to live on the moon. And stay there. And stink in his own filth. Yeeah!
But other than that, we laugh a lot. I think we‘ve entered that stage where we‘re in our own little Harnickell Universe. There are so many things we can pee ourselves about laughing that outsiders can only shake their heads at. And yes, that even includes our parents and other siblings. That‘s how hardcore the two of us are!

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We celebrated as a family at my grandmother‘s house where she had a massive dinner prepared and then stuffed us with dessert – I‘d told her I would bring the birthday cake, yet, somehow, we still ended up with two cakes and some sort of home made strawberry cream. It was so unbelievably delicious and I‘m just so so full now. May you, too, have a grandmother whose cooking is as amazingly glorious as mine‘s. 

The nice thing about having a brother is that I never have to worry about how I look when I leave the house to go out with him. I can put on lipstick or I can leave it. He‘ll always tell me I look fat and ugly. He‘s such a charmer!

Lots of Love from the Roots of my Heart!
xxx

Blogmas (Day 6) – Saint Nicholas Day

Hello Lovelies!

Today is one of my favourite days in advent – it‘s Saint Nicholas Day!
Something that I love so much about Christmas is the fact that every country celebrates it just slightly differently. In the U.S. Santa doesn‘t come until December 25th, in Eastern European Countries it‘s the 19th, and in Switzerland it‘s the 6th.

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We celebrate this day very thoroughly and with an incredible lot of commission. It is accompanied by the baking of Gritibänze (or Stutenkerl in High German), a type of sweet leavened dough pastry that has the shape of a man. Just this morning I received a picture on Snapchat from my friends‘ flat breakfast – they‘d made penis shaped Gritibänze, but I mean that‘s fair enough, right?

My siblings and I went to my dad‘s house where he and his wive had prepared a wonderful afternoon treat/dinner (I feel really stuffed now!). It was the cosiest event, we had Christmas music playing and the fire was on and my niece was chasing the cat and just so many nice faces to look at. The pastries, of course, were a bit more conventional.

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I so love that this days is as exciting for adults as it is for children. My niece must have met Santa Clause at least three times over the course of the weekend (I‘m happy to be corrected), and my dad‘s wife prepares little goodie bags for all of us. My mum got so excited about my set of reindeer antlers that we put them on our poor dog. It just goes to show that you can‘t always keep your inner child shut up (even if the inner babysitter is doing their very best).

Lots of Love from the Roots of my Heart!
xxx

I haven’t talked to Anna all day, so before I go back to studying I’ll definitely check out what she’s been up to today. As should you! If you’ve never been on her blog before, here’s the adress: http://www.tinytrinket.wordpress.com

Blogmas (Day 5) – A Christmas Cookie Recipe

Aloha Lovelies!

This afternoon my friend Anna came over to my house and together we made extremely magical Christmas Cookies which have turned out really really delicious. The recipe‘s very straight forward and the risk of ruining anything here is extremely low! 

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I just adore cookie cutters in all shapes and sizes, and I get super excited whenever I enter a store that is dedicated to baking (hence my impressive cookie cutter collection). And just now I scratched some icing off my eyebrows. Let it happen.

Lots of Love from the Roots of my Heart!
xxx

For more pictures and stories of our little baking event visit Anna on her blog: http://www.tinytrinket.wordpress.com. 

Things I’ll always regret

Everytime I hear Edith Piaf sing «Je ne regrette rieeeeen!» I immediately remember all the things that I regret every single day. Not deep stuff, just things like, I can‘t believe I didn‘t get glasses when I was fifteen! I look so much better wearing those! So, to keep myself from doing a mistake again, I created a list in my diary a while ago (my love for lists is deep!), and today I decided to share it with you. So bear with me!

  • Not using the bathroom before leaving the house
    I always have to pee as soon as I‘m out of any building where they had toilets. I think I must run across the town on an almost daily basis to get to a store where they have free bathroom facilities (it‘s the LOEB Warehouse, in case you‘re wondering. And there‘s always a line) – just because I‘m too stubborn to do it at uni or wherever.
  • Taking a mug of tea to bed
    This already sounds like a terrible idea, yet I never learn. Today I‘ve spilled tea three times, because I constantly place it next to my feet. Smart, huh?
  • Not feeding my cat
    Not that Mr Frodo ever has to starve, but he gets really mean when he’s hungry!
  • Eating TimTam the normal way
    So, a friend recently showed me a video of Carrie Hope Fletcher eating TimTams and I will never stop regretting not having done it her way all my life. So much wasted happiness!

  • Leaving my book at home
    Never, under any circumstance, leave the book you‘re reading at home, because you think you‘re not gonna need it. I‘m taking books to parties, lectures and on hiking trips; there is nothing worse than being bored and not having a book.
  • Joining Instagram
    There’s no turning back, I’m loving it way, way too much!
  • Not telling people how I really feel
    Okay, so there is deep stuff in my diary (and it‘s not just descriptions of the taste of deep fried mars bars!). I don‘t even mean that in an exclusively romantic sense. Telling someone you love them is always the way to go, even if you‘re not in love with them. I‘m always happy to hear that I‘m not just the annoying squeaky person I sometimes see myself as. And I‘m sure others feel the same way.

So, there you go! As far as this goes, I haven‘t actually managed to change at all. Except for the TimTam thing (although, it‘s reason number three for spilling my tea today!). It‘s not a very long list, so I suppose I could just look past it and sing along to Madame Piaf!

Btw, for those of you who are not following me on Facebook, my wonderful friend Inga, who travelled the UK with me, made a gorgeous video montage of our time on the island. It‘s so worth the ten minutes, I promise!

Rien, de rien!
xxx

Meet: Ayden

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Ayden in three words: Bubbly, Loving, Organised
Ayden’s dream dinner party guests: Katie Perry, Banksy, Tim Burton
Ayden’s favourite posts: My Tattoo Tour, Family Portrait
Ayden reads: A Rosie Outlook, Miss Westend Girl, From Gem With Love

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While in Glasgow I met up with the gorgeous Ayden from the Little Blog of Horrors. We had coffee (well, she did – I had the best Chai Latte everrr!) in a café called Tinder Box (they didn’t bribe me, their Chai was truly amazing!). Ayden is a very upbeat lady who started her blog way back at uni where she was supposed to write about her experiences and reflections, and somehow she never stopped. Her blog, The little Blog of Horrors, talks about all the bits and bobs of everyday life – holidays, make-up, cats, tattoos… it is basically a «big old collection of everything,» as she puts it. «I suffer from anxiety a lot,» she says, «and that is a topic I would very much like to talk about in one of my future posts. If I could help anybody get through it by sharing my own experiences, that would be wonderful!»

Ayden’s most loyal reader is her boyfriend who proofreads each of her posts. «He’s my blog secretary,» she jokes. But then again she pressures that her blog is all about her enjoying it. While for now it’s «just» a part time hobby, whether or not she’ll one day do it full time, Ayden is still unsure. «I’m loving what I’m doing and that is the main thing I never want to change. What is the point in doing something if you hate it? People, they wait a lifetime for happiness, and they just don’t realise that happiness is the journey and not the destination – I think that’s something I would like to say to everybody!» She takes a sip from her coffee and sheepishly adds, «Also, eat a meal without taking a picture first!» That actually makes me blush, because if you follow me on Instagram you’ll know that I can hardly have an early morning snuggle with my cat without having the whole world know – let alone eat cake! But on that note I put her to the test: Belgian chocolate or Swiss chocolate? There is only one real answer (don’t give me evils, you know it’s true!). Ayden couldn’t have answered in a better way: «Swiss chocolate! Because I tried Belgian chocolate when I went to Belgium last year and it made me sick!»

When talking about food I always remember that one quote from John Green that says, «like God Himself cooked heaven into a series of five dishes»; Ayden is one of the lucky few to have tasted something that deserves this divine description. «It’s got to be my mum’s Christmas dinner! She does a beautiful beef filet with mashed potatoes, and oh god! It’s so delicious that I made it for my boyfriend’s birthday when I tried to win him over!» And obviously she succeeded, so hand over the recipe already, Ayden!

Being quite the adventurer it doesn’t come as a surprise that Ayden loves Adventure Time. If, like me, you have lived behind the moon for the past years and don’t know what in the name of sanity Adventure Time is – it’s a comic. It features a dog. Ask Ayden, she knows all about it! Make her summarise it. Or act it out. What I learned from her that day is that there are two main characters called Finn and Jake the Dog, and they go on adventures together, and if she could make them come to life, Ayden would join them, and they would give her advice on life and on how to be happy! Now I want to meet them to! Although, talking to Ayden, she doesn’t sound like somebody who needs to be taken on an adventure, she seems to be doing fine on her own! «A while ago I went surfing in Cornwall,» she remembers. «Suddenly the water went very still and it got really dark and the sky just lit up! I thought I was going to die out there, but at the same time it was one of the most beautiful moments I have ever experienced!»

There is an utter genuity about Ayden; «I love the word Irie,» she tells me. «It’s Jamaican and it kinda means “all right”. It’s just a very positive word, and that is something I want to hang on to in spite of all my struggles: Positiveness!»