smells delicioso

I am very delighted to announce My New Year Resolution list it is slowly starting to cross things off

aaaaand that's would be, cooking! Yes, I actually cooked today, I actually MADE something...from scratch! I most definetly am in awe! I find it horrible that I got so excited that I didn't believe that I could. What a fucking low self esteem! Which in this case I actually crossed two things off of my list 

cooking

trying

Anywayyys, on the other note, I made this bomb lava cake, I wish I took photos for actual proof 

One of my favorite moment was when it was done rather than when I tasted it! It's felt like a greater acomplishment than it actually was.

Since I want to cross thing off and pretend that this list of mine never existed I need to proceed with my next resolution/goal

Eating healthy 

As great as a lava cake sound I need to start eating better and just taking care of my body so I will start by tomorrow and I will keep you updated with my progress and my meals for the day

Tomorrow it's definitely a avocado toast with poached egg on top kinda day and working out (not too psyched about that) 

Three Years Later...

Don't you just want to kill your old self?
Well I do, after reading my posts on my blog which I started about 3 years ago
And all I can say I'm disappointed by myself and I was very boring, I kept repeating myself and getting these stories from all over the web and discussing Chris Brown. Oh boy
Firstly, I am in no position of inspiring anyone since I have my fair share of problems and insecurites but however, My way of motivation can be discussing my current problems and actually finding a solution. Well, here we go my current emotional state is ratther complicated because I can't decide if I am stressed or fucking stressed. My 2016 so far hasn't been very... let's say relaxed.
I have decided on creating this year's resolution, it may sound pretentious and boring but I think it's actually life changing even if you don't go even half way through even acomplishing your goals atleast you've tried and life evolves around that; trying. I am trying so hard that the things I've written down in my so called 2016 resolution, in no way be in my next one.

It has been my fault ALL along.I just updated my settings now ANYONE can comment and tell me what you think.I'm so sorry! I just figured it out.I should probably change the theme of the blog too.With all this snow and freezing cold outside it doesn't look right.....Hmm what do you think?

Listen up.

i think freckles, stretch marks, tattoos, bruises, birthmarks and scars are probably the coolest thing, you started with almost a blank canvas and look at you now, all this evidence that you’ve lived and the sun has shone on you and you’ve grown and maybe tripped up a few times and liked an image so much u made it a permanent part of you!! beautiful!!!

And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve go to love yourself

Oh Dear it's November!

I sincerely apologize for being gone for such long time.I really do not know what I've been doing to be away from this blog.I think I forgot about it.I'm alive and good! NO need to worry.

Be beautiful inside and out

How to talk to your daughter about her body, step one: don’t talk to your daughter about her body, except to teach her how it works.

Don’t say anything if she’s lost weight. Don’t say anything if she’s gained weight.

If you think your daughter’s body looks amazing, don’t say that. Here are some things you can say instead:

“You look so healthy!” is a great one.

Or how about, “you’re looking so strong.”

“I can see how happy you are – you’re glowing.”

Better yet, compliment her on something that has nothing to do with her body.

Don’t comment on other women’s bodies either. Nope. Not a single comment, not a nice one or a mean one.

Teach her about kindness towards others, but also kindness towards yourself.

Don’t you dare talk about how much you hate your body in front of your daughter, or talk about your new diet. In fact, don’t go on a diet in front of your daughter. Buy healthy food. Cook healthy meals. But don’t say “I’m not eating carbs right now.” Your daughter should never think that carbs are evil, because shame over what you eat only leads to shame about yourself.

Encourage your daughter to run because it makes her feel less stressed. Encourage your daughter to climb mountains because there is nowhere better to explore your spirituality than the peak of the universe. Encourage your daughter to surf, or rock climb, or mountain bike because it scares her and that’s a good thing sometimes.

Help your daughter love soccer or rowing or hockey because sports make her a better leader and a more confident woman. Explain that no matter how old you get, you’ll never stop needing good teamwork. Never make her play a sport she isn’t absolutely in love with.

Prove to your daughter that women don’t need men to move their furniture.

Teach your daughter how to cook kale.

Teach your daughter how to bake chocolate cake made with six sticks of butter.

Pass on your own mom’s recipe for Christmas morning coffee cake. Pass on your love of being outside.

Maybe you and your daughter both have thick thighs or wide ribcages. It’s easy to hate these non-size zero body parts. Don’t. Tell your daughter that with her legs she can run a marathon if she wants to, and her ribcage is nothing but a carrying case for strong lungs. She can scream and she can sing and she can lift up the world, if she wants.

Remind your daughter that the best thing she can do with her body is to use it to mobilize her beautiful soul.

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—	skoppelkam on Wordpress

You Are You Because Of You

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Don’t you get it? There is no other you. Out of the six and a half billion people on earth, not a single one of them has had the same experiences in life that you have had. None of them share the exact same passions and struggles. None of them have lived your life. None of them.

You are the product of you, and nothing else. Every decision you have ever made over your entire life has led you exactly to where you are right at this moment. Simplified… You are you because of you.

I am me because of me.

And everybody else is everybody else because of what they did to get there. Because of their own choices. Because of their own paths.

There is no “normal” because there isn’t a single common trait shared by “everyone”. There is nothing that everyone is doing or that everyone is.

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—	Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing