(Still alive)
Tomorow will be the first of september so I (we) survived to this neverending and a bit awfull summer.
*happy dance*
No, really it was a long and difficult summer. My Not-Father-In-Law underwent to a surgical operation, nothing really serious ( hip replacement) but he stayed in hospital for weeks and all my boyfriend's family is huge and needy (and not so much grateful, like they didn't say nothing about the fact that we stayed at home and we didn't do our summer vacation to help they with their stuffs and duties) so all the thing was not enjoyable. And my boyfriend had a "small mental breakdown" for all the stress and blablabla (but I guess is good in a sort of way because he asked for help, that isn't simple for him and I'm really proud of him, and now he can feel better) that isn't so much fun too. Sometime it seemed to me that my head was going to explode.
But we survived. I survived. I'm quite ok.
I've read a lot of comics for the first time of my life, I was a little bit snob and I always read only graphic novels, mostly because I subscribed Marvel Unlimited on my tablet and it was really fun. When I was a mini Cey I had a crush for Spidey and I started reading his issues but then I discovered a lot of interesting stories and characters and I found that reading superheroes' issues it's one of few things that stop my over thinking.
And I watched some of good tv shows (not so much, sadly) like obviously Stranger Things and The Night of and I went to swim few times.
And I started to learning how to do the perfect jam with Christine Ferber's book even If don't undestand a word of french and I'm always on wordreference.
So it wasn't a good summer but I found something good anyway.
And today I found that our Ministry of health has promoted the Feritility day for the next 22 September to remind women that time is passing and that if you don't have children you are not useful to society (even if when you are a mother you can still be fired for no reasons), because obviously a woman can't be just a person but must be a mother (I love kids, really, I don't know if I will be a mother because I don't know if this is what I want for my life and for another person's life but really no problem with kids. Except for Mary and John's children in Sherlock because brrrrrr) BUT i don't wanna be angry just because we live in the Middle Ages so I will not be angry.
I'm good. I will be fine.
I had a thing for Funkos and make silly photo of them.
(Even if Beecher went to Harvard didn't help me at hall with french, buuuu. I know that he only speaks french in bed with Keller.)
Poppelle, an italian's brioche filled with ricotta cheese, double cream and milk cream. Homemade. Definitely the best dessert I made in years.
*happy dance*
No, really it was a long and difficult summer. My Not-Father-In-Law underwent to a surgical operation, nothing really serious ( hip replacement) but he stayed in hospital for weeks and all my boyfriend's family is huge and needy (and not so much grateful, like they didn't say nothing about the fact that we stayed at home and we didn't do our summer vacation to help they with their stuffs and duties) so all the thing was not enjoyable. And my boyfriend had a "small mental breakdown" for all the stress and blablabla (but I guess is good in a sort of way because he asked for help, that isn't simple for him and I'm really proud of him, and now he can feel better) that isn't so much fun too. Sometime it seemed to me that my head was going to explode.
But we survived. I survived. I'm quite ok.
I've read a lot of comics for the first time of my life, I was a little bit snob and I always read only graphic novels, mostly because I subscribed Marvel Unlimited on my tablet and it was really fun. When I was a mini Cey I had a crush for Spidey and I started reading his issues but then I discovered a lot of interesting stories and characters and I found that reading superheroes' issues it's one of few things that stop my over thinking.
And I watched some of good tv shows (not so much, sadly) like obviously Stranger Things and The Night of and I went to swim few times.
And I started to learning how to do the perfect jam with Christine Ferber's book even If don't undestand a word of french and I'm always on wordreference.
So it wasn't a good summer but I found something good anyway.
And today I found that our Ministry of health has promoted the Feritility day for the next 22 September to remind women that time is passing and that if you don't have children you are not useful to society (even if when you are a mother you can still be fired for no reasons), because obviously a woman can't be just a person but must be a mother (I love kids, really, I don't know if I will be a mother because I don't know if this is what I want for my life and for another person's life but really no problem with kids. Except for Mary and John's children in Sherlock because brrrrrr) BUT i don't wanna be angry just because we live in the Middle Ages so I will not be angry.
I'm good. I will be fine.
I had a thing for Funkos and make silly photo of them.
(Even if Beecher went to Harvard didn't help me at hall with french, buuuu. I know that he only speaks french in bed with Keller.)
Poppelle, an italian's brioche filled with ricotta cheese, double cream and milk cream. Homemade. Definitely the best dessert I made in years.