Thursday, November 19, 2009

Hiding under the blankets


The other day, I've watched "Paranormal Activity". Because everyone was praising it, I had very high expectations.
Well, it didn't impress me that much. Maybe because I just don't believe in the paranormal world. But I have to say, I'm keeping my feet inside while sleeping the past few days. So, it did get to me in a way.
While watching Katie being dragged of the bed, I thought it was a bit scary, but then she got dragged down the corridor, that was just too much. I was laughing out loud! The whole scary part so over for me!

As a kid, I loved watching scary movies. That includes E.T. That alien is mad scary, I'd reckon. Couldn't sleep for days. Jaws was scary too, couldn't fall asleep as I was thinking about it the whole time, and when I finally was asleep, I would dream about it. Waking up from those dreams, felt like not having slept at all, soaked in sweat. I enjoyed all those movies, but obviously was still scared at night, in my bed.

Some people have a night lamp on, while sleeping. Or maybe they sleep with the door open. Back in those days, I would sleep with my head under the blankets. And preventing myself from getting way too hot and suffocation, I would leave a small hole open for the fresh air. When I got a little bit older, I'd make some kind of a tent, using my stuffed animals as pillars. So I could sleep with my head beneath the blankets, and still be able to breath and turn.
If my head was covered, I was way more comfortable sleeping. So eventually, I would just get a towel or a smaller blanket, and covered my head with it, leaving my face open. Sounds totally like some nutcase, but it did help me sleep at that age. I'm talking about primary school here. Just saying...

Oh, I didn't have a night lamp back then, and I hated to walk in the dark to my bed. I still don't like it though, but for another reason. Anyway, my solution to that was to make a rope out of hair supplies, like ribbons, large hairpins, shawls etc. That I would tie to the rope that was my light switch. With that enlenghtened light switch, I was able to turn of the lights from my bed.
There were times that my mom would find those ropes, and say that I shouldn't put crazy stuff in my hair! Like I would put tied up hair clips, ribbons and shawls in my hair..*sigh*



Were you ever scared in bed as a kid? What did you do?
Did you check the closet and under the bed? Or hide under the blankets like me?


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Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Beauty is but skin deep + Guest post


Sorry, this post is more for the girls I guess, not interested in my beauty facts? Scroll down to see where I've guest posted today!
I do not know how I got tagged for this one. Karen is one lovely blogger, who posts about make up and her life, but she also cares about animal cruelty. We share a similar stuffed hippo. She tags me quite often, but this time... beauty facts?! 10 of them?! Oh oh.....

1) I've started using mascara and lipgloss (no color) when I was about 16. I felt so cool, although you couldn't see a thing.

2) My favourite colors are naturals. Brown, beige, warm colors. I feel like I'm wearing something, but I think it's not really visible. Just how I like it...

3) On a daily base, I usually only wear mascara, sometimes with some eyeliner or shadow. That's why I'm always looking for the best mascara. I'm currently using Cle de Peau, started using it since I saw it was rated the best mascara in some asian magazine few years back, and I do agree, it works great on my lashes.

4) I swear by Dermalogica, La Mer, Nars and Bobbi Brown. Untouchable. Period.

5) I've never ever ever ever plucked my brows myself. EVER. My mom tried it once for me when I was 16, and with each hair she pulled out, a river of tears came down my cheek. Traumatized. I'd never touched them again, until a few months ago, when I've started to get them waxed in shape at the beauty salon.

6) I've planned to go to the beauty salon every 6 weeks, for the brows, nails, facials and massage. I'm afraid I will otherwise turn into a slob, because I don't need to care so much about my make up, hair and clothing on work days. And I don't.

7) Flower by Kenzo and Jasmin noir by Bulgari are my favourite scents.

8) I have a thing for pallettes, especially eye pallettes in natural colors. Own a bunch, never finished any.

9) I like buying new make up and beauty products, and try them out a few times... But again, I only finish a few products.

10) One last thing that I swear by, Shu Uemera lash curler.



Tagging
Manju, Linda, Jaime, Lenorenevermore, Daisychain, Lisa Kate, Little Rus, Julie, Thiamere, Lolanne


And everyone else who feels like doing this one.



Today, I'm also guest posting at Nikolett's blog "Better than Coffee", love this girl. So if you want to know about:
How not to suck as a patient at the dentist.
CLICK HERE
and read it.



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Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Picture of the moment #7: My Cardboard Life (Heavy!)


Sorry, belated picture of the moment post. I've meant to post this yesterday, but forgot that I had to work on call shift (Dentistry ER... yay... NOT!). I was in the practice from 9-10. So, when I got home, you can imagine I was not really in the mood to find a photo for this post anymore. Honestly, I kinda feel like a bag or something at the moment.

Anyway, this week's picture of the moment is a bit different, as I will share some more My Cardboard life stories here. Maybe I'm just behind, and everyone already knows about it's existence, but I've just found out about this recently, and think it's really cute. Besides, I really am a "dry" humor girl. Tomorrow's post will contain more words, promise!


Magic

Fall
Beautiful ladies

Blemish control

Mushroom picking




Want more? Go here: mycardboardlife.com

Sunday, November 15, 2009

My stephmother is an alien

Recently, I have noticed that quite some people are in a relationship with a partner who's already having a child from a previous relationship. I've never thought that it would happen so much, but it's absolutely a normal phenomenon these days.

Coming from divorced parents myself, it's a bit strange, that I feel that it's something big, having a relationship with someone who's already got a child. I can only imagine how hard it must be, dealing with step-children. Although they're not necessary difficult, there's usually jealousy involved. Who loves who more? Why is she getting gifts? Why do they get more time?

My parents have been seperated for a long long time. It's hard to explain, but I don't mind that fact. Nor does my brother. We just don't have a band with my father, as he's been in L.A. for a great part of our life. My mom has had a few other relationships after that, but there was never trouble involving my brother and I, being the step-children. The other way around, both of us never rebelled against any of my mom's boyfriends. They were always welcome. Kinda...

Being totally honest, I don't think my brother and I cared about that. This sounds weird, right? I've never ever felt something for any of my mom's boyfriend. No negative feelings, but no positive feelings either. It's not like I've ever felt that a certain man was supposed to be my step-father. I just had no feelings or what so ever for those persons. So, I never rebelled, but I was never thrilled about someone either. I can't explain why.

I think it's really hard to judge anyone in these situations. I totally understand it, when step-children would rebel. Who's that new person, intruding our life? What does he/she want? Does he/she want to take our father/mother's place? Who does mom/dad love more? We didn't ask for this?
On the other hand, I can understand the jealous and scared feelings of the step-parent as well. Are those children nice? Why does he/she spend more time with them? Who does he/she love more? Will they accept me? Will they ever respect me? I didn't ask for this?

Though I'm the "step-kid", I'm very happy I'm currently not in a relationship like that. I think these relationships need a lot of time, patience and understanding from both sides. Years can go by, before everything will be in it's place. Sometimes years are not even enough....


How do you feel about this?
Are you maybe a step-kid or a step-parent?



ps: this is meant to be a thought prevoking post, not a depressing one. In case you thought that... *SMILE*




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Saturday, November 14, 2009

Can someone build me a house, please?


As some of you know, I'm house hunting. For a while already, almost a year to be exact. At first, I thought it would be fun, and most all, I thought it would be easy. Wrong! It's not fun, and definitely not easy.
There are a lot of houses for sale, some are big and ugly, some are too small, some are great from the outside, but mad ugly from the inside. Besides, buying a house in the Netherlands, is not really cheap as well.
I've reached the point, where you can just give me a tent, and I'll live in it. Fine with me. I'm that frustrated. In the beginning, I had a huge amount of wishes of how the house should be. That amount decreased during our search. Now, I have almost no requirements on the house. If it contains 4 walls, ok I'll take it!

Today, we've visited another house, no succes. Lower part of the house was great, upper part was awful. We actually have our eyes on a new house, they have just finished building it. They call it a water villa. In my mind, anything called villa must be big and spacious.
After the house viewing, we've decided to go take a peek at that new house, because it's so near. From the outside, it looks pretty good. I've scheduled an appointment for upcoming friday to see it from the inside. I just hope it's good, then we might take this one.

This was the conversation we had in the car:
Me: That new house is nice, but it's so small... (it's 140 m2)
Boyfriend: I don't mind it's small, we don't need a bigger house at this time.
Me: Yeah I know, but I just imagined my first own house would be more spacious than this.
Mom: NO, why do you need a big house? You don't need the space.
Me: I know that... I just like a house to be spacious...
Boyfriend: You don't need the extra space, if we buy a house like that, I will make you sit in each room everyday for 30 minutes each!
All: MWAHAHA....

Bro was quiet during this conversation, I think he agrees with me, but a part of him knows that Boyfriend and my mom were right too. And he was tired, of clubbing the night before... *wink*

Anyway, I do agree. I don't need the extra space. There will be only the two of us in the beginning. No plans for kids for the first 2 years or so. But still... I'm not being spoiled here, but I've lived in an appartement all my life. I just want some more space, if that's possible. To be honest, I'm not so much of a cleaner, so the more spacious the house gets, the more I need to clean. So, ok then, I don't need the space...

Now, I only hope the house for upcoming friday is nice from the inside. Then I really wouldn't mind it's small.

What do you think?
Do you prefer a big house? Or rather a smaller one, but that's more beautiful?



ps: "Our" water villa does not look like the one above... at all. If only....




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