Her Post- How to “bake” a bond with your mother in law?

Hi, there! Since I have 0 desire to attract more negative situations in my life, I want to devote this post to a very special person: my mother in law.

There are two stigmatize categories of women out there: steph mothers and mothers in law. They are known to be as dangerous as carnivorous plants and only few people have survive to tell their horrible encounters.

Save the species and don't bring such a gift to your in law :)!


Just like Destiny’s song says: “ I’ m a survivor, I’m gonna make it”, so I was lucky enough to be a myth buster. I’ve heard so many crazy stuff about mothers in law, that by the time I met mine, I was prepared for a one-on-one battle.

Even if it wasn’t love at first sight, it was love at first bite. Think at the most unhandy person you know, than double that and you’ll understand how I am. Lucky, I’m a pretty good cook. The day I brought a traditional cake to her house, I knew that I ll soon have her eating out of my hand. She s was a doubter, but she knew that no bad person can be a good cook too.

Chocolate cookies, decadent pies and fluffy pancakes were the “keys” to my mother in law’s heart and between bites and sips of tea we got to discover the sweetness of each other without being too sugary.

If you stand sharing with her a piece of chocolate, then that's Magic!

Maybe you can sing or you’re an amazing knitter. Use your skills to bond with your mother in law, show her that you’re not the Grinch who stole her son. Learn from Samantha, that little blonde witch, and wiggle your nose in the right direction. Yes, there is such thing like Magic!

See an interesting article that raises the question:If we eat them, why shouldn't they want to eat us??



What's your mother in law like? Did you had a hard time reaching towards her soul?

Her Post- I make breakfast than I kick his ass

The only time I almost hate my husband is in the morning.

Not All the time, but most of it. I don t recognize him and neither myself. I m a little robot. Jump off the bed right before the alarm clock went off, go to kitchen, grab things out of the fridge and start packing his lunch.

After that, I scoop a tablespoon of his “ Love Potion”( a mix of honey and pollen grain to power him through the day) , poor some warm milk into a cup and some yogurt into a small bowl beside a piece of bread, not to much and not to little, just enough to finish his yogurt. In the end, when he comes in the kitchen, the breakfast and packed lunch waits him in perfect alignment.

HE DOES NOT MAKE ME DO THAT! It s my will and I m glad that I can show my appreciation in this way. However, doing all this spares me from hearing all kind of sounds that he makes when he wakes up.

He coughs, he blows his nose, he stretches his bones, he does other things that people do in the bathroom but the bathroom door isn t enough for me. All I wish for future, when will have our own house is to sleep far far away from the bathroom.


Kicking his ass with a smile on my ogre face



My price is the fresh made bed. Cosmin does it every single morning and I love seeing a clean and airy room. I eat in the meantime, and he eats alone, while I start my day calm and quiet. He has a strange eating habit in the morning. He s the most good eater,no sipping or splurging, but in the morning he does all that and more.



 The most annoying thing is that he actually wants to Hug me ! Badly! He literally chasses me around the house for some attention. I suck it up and receive the hug, two kisses and some cuddling feeling like I m the Grinch or something. Despite all this, he still thinks I m a Superwoman and loves me!

What s the funny part? The moment he walks out the door I miss him and I call him to say that and I swear myself not to repeat that..And a new day comes!