Her Post- Most Memorable Moments From April

Hi, folks ! While studying yesterday morning before my first exam, I started to thing about something more pleasant and I remembered what Peanut Butter Fingers-here does every month. A review. So I made a mental list of all the good things that happened to us in April. Surprise, surprise ! Although I may become a library rat in the fast few weeks, I also have enough reasons to cheer myself up.



That's another bright part of a blog. You get to take a step back and enjoy your own story!


After school, me and some of my colleagues went to a bar, to celebrate our last days together and to feed ourselves with positive energy. Sadly, there wasn’t much oomph in that meeting. Someone came up with the idea that they should order a “Beer Wheel” . I ordered a Lemon Nestea. Not because I don’t ever drink ( which is kind of true), but cause I can’t stand that awful, biter taste. Period. Call me a party buster, but I refuse to drink like a fish just for the sake of socializing. Tomorrow, I’m going to take a day off from study to relax and drink plenty of this…

Sweet and juicy cherry lemonade goodness



But enough about me, lets talk about ...

• I talked about knowing how to receive a compliment - Don't be a Drag, Just be a Queen
• We celebrate Cosmin's 28 birthday - Turning butterflies into an air bed pump and went to visit the Japanese Garden.
• I met the princess of Jordan and shaked hands with romanian princess Margaret - My Upside-Down Princess World
• Easter came and went very fast, but we had a blast organising a picnic - Red riding hood and her not so evil wolf went to picnic
• The blog has a NEW SECTION where we tell how our virtually trips through USA went - How It Beggins

Her Post- Bitchy morning and an attempt to fit in a suitcase

I can’t believe I’m writing a post while I’m on my way out to school in the middle of the day. I woke up this morning to a boy who had tummy aches and instead of mothering him, all I did was to act as if he’s fine. I can’t deal with the thought of him being ill. I feel alone and in the helpless knowing that I can’t count on him. I’m weak, I know.


Poor guy went to the office a little confused, but at least I gave him a kiss and I said “ I’m  sorry”. Thank God that his colleagues were much more friendly than me. My husband received a delayed present and I couldn’t be more grateful for it. In case you didn’t know, Saturday was his 28 birthday .

If you can't get my sense of art, that's too bad cause it's called " Do your best with a shity icing and let the candles save the day"

Anyway, I got to pay for my mean behavior. After rushing like crazy to get to school, the teacher canceled our class. Here I was, with a ton of time on my hands and relatively far away from house.


With so much paper work to chew lately, I kind of lost out of sight the step count, a personal campaign that I started 2 weeks ago – “Move your hairy ass” . I tackle down some miles, while having my favorite snack: a protein bar.

it had flaxseeds and carob powder and it keept my hunger away till lunch.

I’m have exactly 2 minutes to move away from the laptop and run.

If he can do it, I can do it! I just hope the guy washes in socks!

Our radio teacher is bringing a special guest from America. If you won’t hear of me anymore, it means that I convinced the guy to let me hide inside his suitcase and I’m eating my first real hotdog! Wish me luck.

Her Post- Turning butterflies of love into an air bed pump

I watched my husband leave the house with a big smile on his face this morning and I quivered thinking at the handsome boy who stole my heart in a summer day.

Orange Riding Hood in the wood!

 He turn 28 today. He’s still a funny, smart and inventive guy, but the last six years had brought him something more. That touch of kindness mixed with determination that every man gets once he hits maturity.

When we start dating, he kissed my lips like as he was picking up some rare flowers from an exotic land. These days, he kisses me like he’s adding another brush of paint over his work of art.

This certain day means nothing. It’s just some sort of mind clock, reminding us to look back and be amazed of how far we have gone.

Those two were meant to be together

So far, that those butterflies spread their wings and flew away. Instead having a ticklish stomach, I now have an air bed pump attached to my heart. One of these days I’ll raise up in the sky, hanging on a giant flowing heart. Did you noticed I'm so into balloons? See for yourself !

Love keeps me pumped

I must admit...Knowing that I can’t afford to give him a material present, makes me sad although puts another perspective on things. Cake is a must, so at least our bellies will receive a treat.

I made a coconut base cake with fruits and whipped cream filling. That's how we roll, fresh and simple!


HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR  " AWESOME HUSBAND" !!