Day 79: Starlight in a Jar

‘Ruuhkavuodet’ in Finnish refers to those years when your kids are still small and you juggle family, a full-time job, chores, hobbies and everything else everyday life.

Although the term is quite neutral, the direct translation, “traffic jam years” carries a nuance of being overwhelmed and too busy for your own good… It is one of those concepts, that once mentioned, makes everyone nod in quiet understanding.

However, in almost every piece of research on the topic, that is also the time of life  people miss the most as they grow older. It may be tough at times, but is it full of small magical moment.

Day 55: Bake The Cake and Eat It Too

I baked a chocolate cake today. I love cooking, but I’m really not a baker. However, family is coming around tomorrow to celebrate Alanna’s and Kiara’s birthday, and the girls specifically asked for chocolate cake – so here we are.

I would probably bake more, if it would be more convenient to bake only a small batch. But Stuart eats nothing sweet and there is only so many pastries and cakes I want girls to eat…

Day 54: Cuppa

I don’t drink a lot of tea, but when you are sick (as I am now) or cold, a cup of tea can hit just the right spot. And when I do drink tea, I want the whole shebang: a special tea pot, proper loose-leaf tea, a beautiful mug, etc.

The girls have their own particularities. Alanna adores Moroccan green tea (with sugar) and in recent weeks, Kiara has gotten into rooibos – although that is mostly driven by the fact that she wants to eat as much honey as possible, since they are selling it to benefit their scout group.

Stuart only drinks coffee.

Day 52: Knitting

I love the idea of knitting. Every so often, I get excited, dig out my needles, and start a new project.

What draws me to knitting is the thought that, once you have learned it, your hands can create something beautiful, while your mind wonders elsewhere.

The problem is that I don’t have the patience to get to that level. I try, make mistakes, undo the progress, try again, get frustrated, and leave the project.

Until next time.

Day 49: Forts

There is something wonderfully whimsical about building a fort. I have rarely found anyone, child or adult, who does not get swept up in the excitement of putting one tohether. The more elaborate the better. And you always need a string of fairy lights.

Some people prefer forts with open space, but I adore ones with nooks, crawl-thru-doors and piles of pillows. I have always dreamed of having a secret room in my house – one you can only reach through a closet, low tunnel or a trapdoor under your bed. Maybe building a cramped fort is the closest I’ll get.

My chances of secret room would likely improve significantly, if I preferred a less modern-style house.