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!

Her Post- Celebrating Me and millions of women

Happy Women s day to me and to you, ladies that read my blog! Today is 8 March so in most parts of Europe , this day is dedicated to all women. I look forward to see what kind of flowers I ll receive today, but I ll enjoy it no matter what.

Today I plan to:

1. Tell myself 3 good things about me that are NOT physical.

2. Say something nice about other two women either it s about their hair colour or their sense of humor.

3. Take a moment to cherish this day and to be aware that, in this very moment, I Breath the same time with other amazing creatures, just like me. I belong to a community, a very unique one. I m  a Women!

 Words are useless when comes to what God s has made! All I know is that it s a crime to hate our bodies, to distrusts our instincts or to disbelieve our purpose in life. Because when we do that, we hate/distrusts/disbelieve God. We show Him that his art is just a piece of chopped wood that comes alive.

I, more that others, made myself suffer. I let others made me suffer. I let them, meaning they hurt me because I allowed them to. It s not about beauty or about kindness. It s about LOVE and FAITH. The two single things that should matter.

I love life, I have faith that God it s right beside me and I love what He does with me every day.

Her Post- Bitten by the bug

When you believe that times can t go harder than that, another rock hits you right in middle of your…belly ( in my case). Maybe you think that my lack of writing was a short, relaxing and happy break. In fact, I spend more than 4 days laying in bed. When I wasn t sleeping, I was crouching on the toilet.

No more details, don t worry! I have for you just two words: Stomach bug! Even writing it feels painful. No appetite, major lack of energy, excruciating stomach pain, fever and another symptom that it s kind of disgusting to touch the subject. Let s just say I m as empty on the inside as a can of Diet Coke after being in the hands of an anorexic model.

                                                                   I really don t think " he' was that cute!

Once again, my husband was the one who lighted my path all along. He didn t hesitate to rushed in the middle of the night to the drug store and even went along to do groceries, went to church and made me something to eat. That ugly bug whipped me up, but today I m 90% recover and my hunger is back!

Enough with bitter memories. Between stomach bug episode and getting better I managed to read a bit from a new blog. It s called www.household6diva.com and I was fascinated when I discovered it.

Never once I thought that being an army wife it s that complicated. She s very good a being a mommy and a wife, jobs very hard on itselfs. But the status of army wife brings things on a hole new level. I would be in tears all the time, my house would be on fire and my kids would grow in trees if I had to live that live.

                                  A small flower to show appreciation for you and the millions of wifes like you.

I m really not that strong. All I hope for is that those man REALLY appreciate their wives cause, at this point, I have no clue what job it s more demanding and burdensome: being a soldier or being his wife?



What is your opinion? Could you be that women? Could you be that dedicated to your love?

Her Post- Can I have some cheese with this whine?

I m sick. That s it. That s all I have to say to you. Now, put that basket of goodies on my night table and let me sleep ( like I have been doing in the last 24 hours) ! Don t take me serious..I m just rambling due to fever.

                                                     Thank God I have someone to hold my hand !

Maybe my luck went of the window or maybe I have a course on me, but I can swear the past 2 days were pure hell. I could barely stand on my feet and went to school only for a couple of hours. I had no appetite and no strength for even a light workout. Going to the bathroom and back to bed feel like an supernatural effort. Today however, my body started to recover a little bit.

A few things work very well when I catch a cold and I want to share them.


1. Brush your teeth . It may not seem a lot, but trust me on this one. Millions of germs are hanging out in your throat and mouth so by cleaning your teeth they ll fall over their backs like a set of ninepins. Further more, I recently found that this easy peasy habit can cut heart disease risk. Who ever said that simple things make major changes was certainly right!

                                                       A fresh breath and a strog heart!

2. Stick to the yellow-green zone. Yogurt and cream cheese is all I have been eating these days. BUT greens and lemons are really my friends when I m feeling like a squash tomato. I had some peas and salad and I have been drinking lemonade as if we re running out of water.

3. Vinegar. Your pantry is a hidden drug store . The smell can cut my nose in half,but I m willing to suck it up and soak myself in vinegar if that will lose up my fever. Cosmin gave me a hard massage with vinegar and then fold me in blankets, to keep warm. I sat there like a mexican wrap for more than an hour and felt ten time better after. My husband loves me, but he I think he had no trouble rubbing my back, pulling and pushing my skin, giving me little back punches as he massage me!

      I sure know he loves me

The list is longer than that but I can t type anymore. Next time when you ll nave runny nose, a headache and you ll feel like a mushy porridge, please make sure to upgrade it!

What works best when you catch a cold? Do you prefer drugs or home made remedies will do the trick?