Christmas Traditions

This may surprise some of you, but yes tomorrow is Christmas day for me. As our Christmas goes, so do our traditions. I’m a bit rusty at explaining them, because some of these traditions are (I think) mainly ours, and I never thought I’d translate them to another language. Even English.

The very first thing that is a must, we always fast the day before Christmas, for us called “Badnje veče” or Christmas eve. So nothing that is of any animal source. Sadly, fish isn’t included, because it’s a water animal, which is discrimination. It’s an animal non the less, but most of the time fish is cooked the day before Christmas or baked beans.

Now bear this with me, this will be very hard to explain, but I’ll show you a few pictures.
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What you see in the picture is dried leaves of various oak trees, with twigs and branches made into some sort of bouquet, which is a tradition to bring this into your house the day before Christmas. It is called a Badnjak, which is why Christmas eve for us is translated Badnje vece, vece means eve.

There is no real translation as to what this truly means, or at least I can’t find the right words, but basically, our story says that on the day that Jesus Christ was born, “badnjak”, plural, were lit in a bonfire to warm the new born baby and his mother. After your lunch, many people, as well as myself and my family, go to church where the bonfire happens. People bring another set of their Badnjak and throw it in the fire and drink boiled wine, sometimes sweetened with honey.

That’s where I came from 20 minutes ago, and I’ll share a picture with you guys.
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There is no real routine on the actual day of Christmas. You wake up, have a toast, and feel merry. Usually, my country bakes some sort of bread;

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Don’t be mistaken, it’s not a cake, it’s just very decorated bread, called “Česnica”. The tradition is to put one coin in it, while you make it, bake it and right before you start your Christmas lunch, all of your family members stand in a circle around the table, spin it in their hands together in the air, and break it apart.
Everyone takes their own piece and whoever get’s the piece with a coin in it, will have the most luck and fortune will come to them throughout the year. And there’s no cheating. Some families who feel that the oldest male in the household should always get it cheat and plan where the coin will be, but my family doesn’t do that.

When I was younger, I almost always got it.

I sure hope that some of these traditions you guys have heard of, or maybe even do them your household. I honestly celebrate Christmas this way because it’s a cozy, nice way to bring my family together and it makes my mom really happy.

Today I tried blackberry wine for the first time and I must say I was amazed. I don’t like alcohol, at all, but if I had to pick one alcoholic drink that I would drink it’s wine. Red wine. I’m having my third glass right now, and that’s saying a lot for me.

I hope you guys are having a nice evening. I am sipping my wine slowly, talking to friends and nibbling on my almonds.

I’ll update you guys tomorrow on my cozy Christmas!

Merry Christmas Eve

I wish you all a healthy and loving Christmas to come and the most jolly holidays. I send my love to you all, have the best Christmas you can possibly imagine, spend time with your loved ones and cherish each moment with them. I hope all of your deepest wishes come true and all in all, have a wonderful time at this special time of year 🙂

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Well Happy New Year!

I hope everyone is absolutely happy, excited and enjoying themselves with friends, family, with whomever you may be! I wish you the best and a lot of luck and happiness in 2015! ❤

It is 20 minutes past midnight for me, and so far, it’s an okay New Years. Though I am getting pretty sleepy so I just may share my happiness with a few more friends and get some shut I. I love you all. May this be the happiest year of your life!

I’m Grateful For Her

It is currently noon and I just had breakfast. I wanted to say it was a late breakfast but counting down the past weekends and years, it’s really not. But anyhow, it was late considering I woke up at nine and stayed in bed till basically half past eleven. I was talking with my mom throughout all this time, about everything that was on my mind this morning. It’s always so refreshing and wonderful.

It was supposed to be a cuddling session. She cuddled up in bed beside me and I randomly started thinking in flashbacks. Our conversations drift from one subject to another in the most spontaneous way. We mentioned 10 different aspects of our thinking and 10 different examples, yet we’re still on track with what we want to say.
I asked “Mom?”, “Yeah?”, “Elvis Presley died from over doze of drugs right”, “Yes?”, “Would I die instantly if I took the same amount he had at his last breath right now, because I’ve never tried it?”, “Probably, yeah.”.

Why was I asking myself this question, I am not entirely sure. I think I was calculating in my mind what kind of death that must be. Is it fast, painful, slow, in hallucinations and are those people even aware that they’re dying if it’s slow? I came to the conclusion it is fast or a person just doesn’t know it happened. They fall asleep and never get up. Their heart stops, they run cold.
But goodness, I did not start this blog post to talk about death. Nor am I planning any of this. Let me get back to my point.

A conversation that started on the topics of drugs, we drifted to a topic of life. Everything regarding people, their insecurities and how do we end up in the bad times like we do, life, characters and the injustice that exists in the world.
As mom would say, I inherited the same ‘curse’ she has. She has an extremely open mind, it stretches in all directions and she tries to rationalize & understand everything. The world is not black and white for us, there’s fifty shades of gray.

It’s a curse because you don’t find people similar to you very easily. And it’s a rough and bumpy ride to experiment who is and who isn’t. So since not many people can grasp all our thoughts or even understand them, your thoughts are pretty much left to yourself. Me and my mom prefer that sometimes. We don’t feel the need to spat on and on about our opinions to everyone and share ”our wisdom”. If we have sometimes to say, if we think we should, we’ll say it. If there’s no reason, why when ignorance is inevitable and there’s no point in arguing with a unreasonable person.

I finally told her everything that was on my mind and I told her about me becoming cynical. Why I look down on too confident people, why do inspirational happy life related quotes anger me, why I feel like they generalize the entire world, and why I am so easy to dismiss someone out of my life.  As always, she was an amazing listener and an even better responder. As always, she understood me and we started finishing each other’s sentences. She saw deeper meaning in my words and she truly understood what I was saying and what’s even better, she agreed. She and I are completely the same.

I won’t get into the conclusions and all that’s been confirmed in my head, but I will say I am feeling like the luckiest 16 year old in the world. I truly have an amazing mother that I don’t know what I’d do without.
We’ve done this thousands of times but each makes me feel peaceful and like a weight has been lifted. Each makes me feel grateful I have her the way she is.
She’s always been patient with me and what matters absolutely most to me is, not only has she taught me {and herself in the process} too be open with her and not fear her judgment, she kept that promise. I truly can talk to her about Anything, I mean anything. Even the craziest, most embarrassing things you could ask a parent, I have asked her. {with boundaries around everything of course, I know my lines. She is the parent after all}.

People get so freaked out when I tell them about my relationship with my mom. Us two, are completely free and crazy. We have made some ridiculously funny memories and almost all of them are due to our mutual stupidity and silliness. And she says I am the only one she can be that freely with. She’s my mom and my best friend.

No family is perfect, and ours certainly isn’t but us two, we’re pretty damn close as a team. I don’t do grateful posts and I realize not everyone can have a good relationship with their parents due to various reasons, I myself with my father. For years and I’m still struggling.
Exactly why I am grateful to have my mom. She’s my safety net and my biggest push. A beautiful woman with a beautiful heart.

Two And A Half Men – Final Season

Damn it!!! I should’ve written this post yesterday evening when I was completely in the zone about this. When I was freaking out and was so excited. But! Never the less, I am still excited and I want to talk to you guys about this, masterpiece we all call a show.

I’m sure we all know the basic plot of the show. Alan, Jake, (Charlie, Rose), Walden, Berta, Jenny. Yeah’ All familiar? Great! I was SO late on this show, as I was for any I am now loving to an extend where I would fall down on my knees to watch an episode I haven’t already and bleed. I started watching Two and a half men by complete accident and thanks to my father. It was a complete accident, stumbling upon him watching it and me growing to love it episode by episode. Needless to say, I watched the entire 11 seasons in less than a week. I was on Spring break and I nailed it.

I love this show so much you guys. I love the story, I love the plot, I love the actors, I love the humour, I love the sarcasm. I loved everything about it from episode one.

Judging from the very first season to the ninth, I have to say I was shocked when I saw that Charlie Sheen was no longer part of the show.
First of all, I had no idea that he was fired from the show at the time. I learned that a few months afterwards, by accident. I thought the actual plot of the show was that Charlie Harper dies and I honestly thought that’s where the show will end. I was not happy by this, one bit.
And I mean the scene of Charlie’s coffin surrounded by flowers, easing towards Alan, me absolutely screaming and freaking out and eventually starting to cry. TO CRY.

I felt like there was no show without Charlie Sheen because he was IT. He was the show to me, he’s what kept things going. It didn’t help my thought that that’s where the show will end. My favorite character finally dying out of liver damage or heart attack and that’s all folks!

When I saw that Ashton Kutcher was basically taking his place as Walden, only as much richer and more hansome I might add, I was literally angry. I was furious and I refused to continue watching the show. Since I didn’t know that Charlie was fired, I thought that was their plan. Take Charlie out and mix it up a little. I labeled it as piece of rubbish without giving it a chance.

Needless to say, I got over this. I just needed to share with you guys how much I got caught up in this show. Throughout the seasons, not only was it funny to me, I shared laughs, smiles, tears, even chest pains with the actors. This is the one show I am truly passionate about. Where I truly felt like I interracted with some of the plot and cheered and loathed. I hope anyone else here has a crazy obsession like this.

I admit, It still wasn’t the same after Charlie Sheen left. I also felt a little stale stage with the action and comedy and the jokes. They were kind off trying too hard ’cause we were all just so used to Charlie. I’m sure you see that in many reviews, public or private from your friends. I felt it, but to me it was still fantastic. Like I said, I truly genuinely love it and It’s like I am a part of the story. It’s just Two and a half men too me, you know? That’s them and that’s fabulous! I never got this type of reaction for any show.
Most people have it for Friends, but see, I see Friends as a very hard show to watch. A very stale, lenghthy show that to me, has the most exciting parts when it comes to Ross&Rachel and that’s basically it. I don’t see the strive in that show, to keep you wondering what’s going to happen next. Two and a half men is longer by now TWO seasons, but I feel like it has quadruple more action.

Anyway, I wanted to drop my heart last night when I finally realized season 12 was aired!!!!!!!!

I felt like a fallen fan you guys. It was aired at the end of October, now it’s almost the end of November!!! I wasn’t keeping track. I had no idea there would even BE a twelfth season and to my delight and joy, there is! It will be the final season to the show and I can poop my pants from excitement of wanting to know how will they brilliantly end it.

How is it I manage to write an entire text worthy of a complete blogpost but I’m just half way through of what I actually wanted to say? Damn, I talk a lot.

To me, it was such a fun and awesome way to start off a season. I don’t want to give out too many spoilers, but I don’t think they could’ve started it better. And personally, only four episodes are aired so far, but you can really see the show coming to an end in the best way. You can really see everyone accepting each other, finally, and acting like, Yeah this is it. This is us. We were here for so long, it’s time for things to come to an end in the best possible way.

I know that some people will be really against homosexuality factors being brought in, in more obvious and observable matters but if you put that aside for just a second, you’ll really see something great happening. I think the reason behind the marriage is absolutely beautiful, no matter how unusual. You can really see Alan growing and finally becoming a true friend. Not thinking only of himself or even of any selfish benefits he might get. I’m sure I’m not the only one who was incredibly pissed off at Alan 80% of the time while he was living with Charlie because you could really see the sleeze bag, butt-sucking leach in him. A gold digger most of the time but you can really see the true friend side of him in this season. I believe it’s going to go on till the end, I feel it. And I think that’s the best in all of this. They are all starting to realize they’ve been there for each other for years now, it’s time to pile it all up together and make something beautiful out of it. Even Berta.
They’re all just there and accepting that Alan is never leaving Walden, married or not, till death do them part, all together, everyone make a big family.
He’s truly there for Walden this time. He always has been, but there was always a selfish corner in his mind that thought only of his benefits coming out of every situation. It’s only been four episodes but I am truly genuinely excited. I feel like I am not wrong about this. To me, it was a terrific funny start, terrific twist with meaning, even though it had to have an unusual part but for a good reason. A baby no less. It’s still very entertaning, very funny and there’s more to come!
I cannot wait!

Here It Comes Again…

I’m sorry!!!

I don’t even know how many days I have been away. But remember the internet problem my mom had I think two weeks ago?That problem is STILL not solved.
Well first of all, I had nothing interesting to share with you guys apart from my hung kitties. OhOh! I bought something else that I will share soon! – But, other than that, I had nothing to write about and the weekend came along a lot faster than I thought it was going to. Before I knew it, I wasn’t able to write at all.
I just came back home and my blog was the first thing I checked.

I’ll be catching up now with all of your guys’s posts and comments. I missed all of you!
On a side note! I have been complaining to my father for WEEKS now how my freaking blowdrier broke. It over heated or something and I had no blowdrier for over a month. It’s humongously annoying because for someone with long hair, I don’t always have time to schedule my showers only when I have at least 5 hours free after for it to dry naturally.
Plus my hair looks like sh*t when it’s not blowdried properly. I’m sure my girls can relate to that. But finally I have bought it and along that… In the same store… we/my dad bought me a new flipping tv!!

I wish I could show you guys (I will fairly soon, everything) right now but my camera is being used by my guests. Yes, I have guests right now tormenting my cats. ._. They’re fascinated with them and with their number.
And don’t you just hate when a farther relative comes to town or your parent’s coleagues from work-or just someone that hasn’t seen you in a long time appears on an event or party and they go: ”Oh my god! It’s you! Oh my goodness I would have never recognized you! My, have you grown! Hasn’t she grown!? She has grown! You turned into a real beauty. My goodness!”.

I mean, I don’t mind the compliments and all but do you have to use that sqeaky voice and go on for the next 10 minutes. Plus, I’m not that amusing to see. After a short- or long period of time.

I’m gonna start catching up!

If You Had £1,000,000 to Spend, How Would You Spend It?

Okay guys, keep in mind I live In Serbia.
1,000,000 pounds in Serbian Dinar is 150,515,000.
1,000,000 pounds in Euro’s is 1,284,080 which is insane.

That’s more money than I can think of spending for a lifetime. Obviously.
I would hope that my brain would be able to sustain the amount of power and wealth I would feel, actually knowing I have that much money in my pocket and still contain my intelligence about spending it.
From this point of view, the very first thing I would do is take care of my family. My mom and dad never had any real home to call their own, seeing as they got married and had me at the birth of their 20’s. Now they’re divorced and live seperately but I would secure them with good home’s first and leave them a good patch of money on the side. Just in case. I can’t say we were ever poor but by some standards in countries like Germany, Sweden and the UK as a state, my country is a poor one and people live poor lives. So, I guess you could say the financial benefit would be extremely benefitial.

For myself, outside of everything, I would move. The first thing on my list would be to move to America. Most likely LA because I truly do wanna live there. I wish I could say I would buy a Malibu beach house,but there goes all my money. LA is a very fast-paced city so I’m guessing I wouldn’t be able to aim for a cottage-looking, old-fashioned house. I would for sure make the atmosphere in it, like I was in a little cottage in the middle of the woods surrounded by greenery and birds humming. Only the woods replaced with packed up streets, the greenery with cement and the sound of birds humming with the sound of horns honking and the tires running 80 miles an hour.
Doesn’t necessarily have to be like that but that’s how I Imagine America over all. I am for sure wrong, but please let me see it for myself and I’ll admit I was wrong with a smile on my face. Deal?

I don’t want to include materialistic things into this list. I don’t think it’s needed. Clothes for example are a necessity, no matter where I live or how much money I have. I guess I would just be excited for the variety because our small countries are limited with foods and products and elements being imported. I mean, I just tried a mango for the first time TODAY.

After I’ve settled in, I would think carefully about which trip I’m going to take first. I’ve always wanted to visit Greece, Japan, Australia. One of those, most likely Japan and Greece would be a must to visit. I’ve always loved the culture in Japan. I must add that going to Japan would make a great experience food wise. I always love to experiment with food and I feel like Japan is absolutely perfect. All of those candies, dishes, Nori’s, sushi, I would want to try all of it. And take a bunch of crap home with me.

I would buy a car, something small and cute. Like a Fiat 500. I find it absolutely cute, it looks like a little lady bug. They disgust me but I know the car won’t fly and scare me.
This is where it would pretty much end.

If I am going to be fully honest here: I’d get all of my basics down, travel of course because my life would be unfulfilled without it, knowing I can. But right now thinking of it, that kind of money, in a place like LA, would make me do some things I would never be able to do here in Serbia.

Like be a vegan.
Yes, that’s the first thing that comes to mind when I think of moving and having the luxury of buying veganised foods. Like, Chicken-less Mandarin Orange Morsels. Breaded Vegan Shrimp (this is amazing), Chrispy ”Chicken” Fingers. I could make a loong list.
America, land of plenty.

New experiences and over all a new, healthier, brighter life would be my goal with this kind of money. Which basically would mean, anywhere but here.
But, life is unpredictable. Should I ever find myself needing to go back to Serbia, or find that I actually don’t like living outside of my home country (Not likely to happen). Should I find myself wanting to go back, I would secure that I have something to come back too. An apartment here is not easy to buy. It’s why I mentioned securing everyone that matter to me here FIRST, like my mom and dad. Which would automatically mean, securing myself. (:

Why can’t this happen. Why life.