Monthly Archives: June 2009

Bits and Bobs

I know it’s been ages since I’ve updated my blog here.  A lot has happened since I was in the UK.  My BF came out for a most amazing visit to see me in the US, since I live here now, and we had a most fantastic time together.  As he is finishing school and still working, he had to return home to England.  So now I am here in the States trying to find a job and hold out as best as I can until I see him again hopefully at Christmas.  I know especially when winter hits, it’ll be especially hard for me.  I don’t know if it’s because it makes my nights more lonely or because life seems a little bit more harsh during the winter time.  Winter by the way is my most hated season.  I require, if I can help it, a fair dose of sunshine now and again, something that winter does not provide enough of.

So in light of me being back in the States, things on the cooking front have been very slow and probably will continue to be so.  I’m so behind on posting pictures on here it’s not even funny, plus, I’m nearly at my uploading limit with Flickr, thus probably why you haven’t seen many new pics on there either.  But despite not cooking/baking nearly as much I did in the UK, and my BF having to return there, and not having a job at the moment, there is one thing that I am glad to have accomplished: getting a new cell phone.  I am also slowly but steadily making squares for a crocheted afghan–granny squares.  So I know I will be SO happy when I’ve completed it, which won’t be for a while.  But how many people do you know in this day and age still make blankets?  With their own two hands?  Uh, no one!  So I’m proud that I defy the odds!

Oh, on a foodie note, today I did visit a local dairy farm with my mom.  It was reminiscent of when I used to buy direct from the farmers/producers at the weekly village market.  We bought butter, ice cream, and a kraut burger (interestingly enough they had that and cinnamon rolls for sale–both of which I’d like to try).  They also sold beef/steaks, milk (of course) and cheese curds.  So I think I’d definitely on the occasional weekend pay another visit to this local dairy farm.  Do I think we need more places like this around here?  Heck yes I do!  But for now, I can only take what I can get.

Anyways, that’s all for now.  Just wanted to give a little update with me.  Hopefully I can get some more new pics on here soon so that my blog isn’t always 100% writing all the time.  Sometimes I like just looking at pictures because they can convey so much.

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An old post that needed posting

It is with sadness and a small twinge of excitement that I must leave the British Isles this weekend.  I was reflecting back this morning on my way to the market how much I’ve come to love this place.  I haven’t enjoyed every single day, but I’ve sure enjoyed the hell out of being here!  I really have.  I have learned so much about myself, where I want to be, how to do new things, and how I’ve done things I never thought I’d ever do.  I guess this part of life teaches you that you can’t hold onto everything forever, sometimes you gotta move on and cherish every single second for what it was.

Before I moved here, I never knew how to use public transportation like using a bus or getting on a train, I never knew how to make marmalade, I’d never haggled at a market, I’d never been to a butcher’s shop, or felt more connected with nature in a way that I never have before.  I now pay more attention to birds, butterflies, and the way the air smells in the morning.

Similarly, in the culinary world since living here I have come so far that I cannot tell you, I could only show you.  Yeah, I still have my recipes that aren’t all that great, but you know what?  They are few compared to the number of yummy successes I’ve had.

I feel like I’m a new woman since living here, an experience that I couldn’t get anywhere else but here at this exact time and place in my life, a time when I needed a little self assessment.  I know more about myself now in the past year of living here than I have in all of my 20-something years of being on this planet.

Looking back on the past 6 months or so, I’ve realized just how much I’ve grown as a person and how much I’ve learned about myself.  I’m almost taken back by it.  I’ve learned just how passionate of a person I can be about my creative hobbies–crocheting, using yarn/wool, making things, and how I’ve improved ten fold in the kitchen!  I’ve also learned that I aspire to have a home that I love being in, a place that I want decorated with things vintage and new.

I am deeply saddened by having to leave the country I have come to love in so many ways, one that I hope stays with me forever no matter where I am.  I am glad to know that I cannot go back to being the person I once was before I moved to this country; I have changed and living in Europe has changed me.  Yes, I still avoid making phone calls here at all costs, because I’m not a phone person here, but I have learned to overcome so much more than that–public transport challenges being one of them.  Coming from a country where I have to drive absolutely everywhere to a country where I can walk everywhere or get to use public transport.  I have developed my self confidence in so many ways and yet come to realize sometimes I really can become a shrinking violet.  But you know what?  That’s just who I am, a woman of contradictions.

Moreover, I have experienced things here that only I alone can cherish or remember.  I try to take pictures of everything I can to somehow take hold of all those things around me and remember them forever.  Where I come from and where I live now in England are worlds apart and as each day draws nearer to when I must leave, my heart fills with dread.

Yes, I am happy to return to a land with warmer temperatures, burritos, my car, my family, and ingredients I’m used to cooking with, but that doesn’t make leaving here any easier.  It’s a mixed bag of emotions for me.  I know that I’ll face that day when it comes where my BF and I won’t have to separate anymore, with disbelief.  You see, that’s one of the many challenges we must face and have been facing for 4 years as a trans-atlantic couple, but I know that one day soon, that’ll all be behind us.

I remember 6 months ago I was looking ahead to the future, hoping and wishing that I’d get something, anything out of my experience in being here in England.  And you know what?  I have, I most certainly have.  I feel enriched and more sure of myself now about who I am and what I want out of life and you can’t put a price tag on that!

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