「handmade」Advent Calendar – Christmas Winter Owls

This year I ordered some material to get crafty and make a special Advent Calendar with Christmas Winter owls & their houses in festive, seasonal decoration (^_^)DSCN2507
We hung it up in the baby room, but of course, our four and a half months young daughter is still too young to understand the concept of an advent calendar. Thus, I will “test” it this year and my husband filled it with sweets for me. From next year on, we will fill it for our sweet little girl. DSCN2508 DSCN2509
Basically it was a set with all the motives printed on cardboard, but how you put the pieces together was totally up to me, so it’s a one-of-a-kind calendar which you can fill with whatever you like 🙂 DSCN2510
Are those owls just super cute or are they super cute???DSCN2514
If you look closely you can see that the decorative pieces such as the present boxes are layered – it’s a sort of 3D effect. The set also included some little plastic rhinestone bling-bling which one can add in whatever way you like. DSCN2516
On the front and back you have peep-holes which feeds the curious soul! DSCN2518
On the side there is a little door to open and fill or take out sweets (or whatever you like) of each owl house DSCN2520

I think it’s just such an adorable winter-advent calendar idea – and of course very fitting with the owl theme of our baby room.

Today is the 1st Sunday in Advent!! Hope you all spend the day comfortably 🙂


I can’t climb that pole!!『blogtober 2014』

Day 29 of blogtober2014 is about embarrassment

Most embarrasing moment
I thought about what to write for this prompt all day, and to be honest I couldn’t think of a really good story, or lots of embarrassing moments in my life. Sure, there were a few (everyone goes through some embarrassment in their life right?!), but my brain is pretty good in not keeping too many records of such situations – I like that.

There is one moment from my childhood that I found embarrassing and that I will remember forever. It’s an episode from gym/P.E. class, which was one of my LEAST favourite subject at school (not so much due to the physical effort involved as more due to the fact that we had to 1st class in every type of sport to get a good grade). There was one thing I hated most, because I just couldn’t do it: climbing up the pole! Yes, that was an exercise we had to do and got graded on during gym class in primary school. I tried it before, when no one was looking & on the playground so I KNEW FOR SURE I was not able to climb up that pole. Instead it would just hang on the bottom of the pole like a sack of potatoes. My gym teacher, she was an evil woman. I talked to her and told her that I can’t do it, I don’t know how to make my body work ina way that will enable me to climb up that pole. A good teacher would have maybe offered to stay for a few minutes after class and help me learn it a bit – NOT HER! She ordered me in front of the whole class to climb that stupid pole.

There I stood with all the other kids staring at me, already grinning cause they knew I fail so bad at this. When I think about that moment I can still feel the embarrassment I felt back then. I refused over and over again, telling her I don’t know how to climb up the pole. She then told me to go back to the dressing room and change (getting send out of class was a really bad thing, and I was never sent out of class ever before or again in my school life). So I stomped off, arms crossed angrily in front of my chest. Just before I went through the gym door, I turned around and stuck out my tongue to the teacher (It was such a rebel thing to do back then…. well, it was the only rebel thingI could think of and dared to do!) That of course had her coming after me to the dressing room and writing a note to my parents.

To this day I think that I was not in the wrong, that she was jut a horrible fail as a teacher alltogether for making me the laughing  stock of the class rather than helping me when I turned to her with my problem.



writing to my younger self『blogtober 2014』

On day 27 of blogtober2014 I will send something back in time

A letter to your younger self

Dear young Tina,
I know you and me, we don’t believe much in looking back in time and pondering about the fact what we could have done differently, so I don’t really want to send you a list of tips of what to do and what not to do. Every step, ever thing that happens in your life is connected to something else, and will lead you to other places (geographically & metaphorically speaking) and with your future unfolding and living your life you will see how everything play out.

I just want to remind you of one thing that I know deep down you already are doing: LISTEN TO YOUR INTUITION – your heart, your sould, your innermost voice. It is nearly always leading you to in a good direction, to an interesting path, with the right decisions for you. When you are in a situation where you are in doubt, or asking yourself what to do – take a step back, close your exyes, and listen to that intuition – then decide! And don’t spend another second pondering about it.

You will learn from experience and make your own decision as the years unfold. After all that’s what life is all about.

Sending you a warm hug from the future,
me (who is in a very happy personal place right now, so there is something you can look forward to in your future for sure 😉

Cuddle buddies『blogtober 2014』

We’re going down noastalgia-avenue again with day 14 of blogtober2014 .

Your funniest memory from your childhood
My sister always wanted a cat as a pet, but my mother was not so keen on having a litter box in her home and scratched furniture all over the place. So when the day finally came and my sister got a black cat, it had to live with my grandma. We gave him the name Felix – he was really fluffy with long black fur and green eyes. My sister loved that cat from the beginning, slept near the cat pillow (on the floor sometimes) when at my grandmas and hugged and cuddled him all the time. He seemed to love being cuddled as well.

Now…I did appreciate the excitement and the beauty of said cat, but wasn’t so keen on petting him or even go so far as to pick him up for a cuddle. I don’t really know why, but I was scared (my uncle always had a big dog of which I was never scared to be touchy and close with). I think it was his face and eyes. They fascinated me but at the same time he always looked like he knew exactly how I felt and was in charge of the situation at all times. I got scared whenever he came close to me.

One day, at my grandmothers around noon I was sitting near the oven in her very old house and reading something. My father was napping on the couch in the same room. I was to behave quietly as not to wake him up. After a while Felix, the cat came walking into the living room, stood in front of me, looked me in the eyes…we stared at each other while I tried to hold my breath, hoping he would just walk off again. BUT NO!! He decided, that the place next to the warm oven should be his, and if I’m in it, well then he will just have to sit in my lap. He jump up into my lap and I took a deep breath of shock, held my arms up in the air and waited. He leisurely plumped himself into my lap rolled up into a ball of cat-fur and dozed off. After minutes I decided to lower my arms and caaaaarefully pet him. It worked, it felt nice, we sat there peacuflly enjoying the warmth of the oven and I was never scared of him or cats again. We became just as much of cuddle buddies as him and my sister.

Back then, in that very moment it wasn’t funny at all, but thinking back, even days after that I could tell the story and laugh about it 🙂

From “locked up” stewardess to linguaphile Japanologist『blogtober 2014』

It’s day 2 of blogtober 2014 and I’m back with the prompt of the day.

Your dream job when you were little/ what is it now?
When I was little I wanted to become a stewardess. I always dreamt of traveling the world, going wherever I would want to go and see all the places I only saw pictures of on TV or in books. I have to add that I was born and raised in East Germany back when the Berlin Wall was dividing the whole country into Germany and GDR (German Democratic Republic). In fact my hometown is so far East of Germany that we jokingly say it’s “West Poland” – the border is only about 30mins by car. You might have heard of it before, not only because it was founded in 1950 as a socialist model city, but maybe because you heard Tom Hanks raving about his visit to the town on several occasions on TV….yep, that is my hometown, but I have to admit I’m not so much attached to it anymore. Always knew I was gonna leave and live somewhere else when I grow up and one of my little childhood dreams was it to live in Berlin as a grown up. Well, here I am living in Berlin 🙂
Back to my childhood dream job. I’m not sure if the fact that living in the GDR which “locked up” its citizens behind a deadly wall had an influence, but being able to travel and go wherever I want to go was always a wish deeply rooted within my heart. Plus, as a stewardess I’d get to wear one of those chic looking uniforms 🙂

Growing up, my preferred job of choice changed…I figured I don’t need it to be my job – I can just travel now whenever I want to. My grown-up-dream-job has to do with languages. I love learning languages. During school times I got the hang of English pretty quickly and even consider it somehwat my second mother tongue by now. I just adapted to it quite naturally. Seven years ago I decided I want to get really really good at an Asian language, East Asia to be exact. So between Chinese, Korean & Japanese I picked the one that sounded the most beautiful to me – Japanese. Ever since I’ve been learning, studying, going to summer school in Japan, actually studying it at a university and getting my BA in International East Asian Studies (with a semester done in Tokyo). Of course there are no job offers/applications for “Japanologists” itself,  you kinda have to broaden your horizon and see where you can fit in. For me personally, I do like the field of adult education. That means I’d love to go into companies (or be hired by one) who has business with Japanese companies or clients and would like a little help in the area of communication and difference in work environment. I did an internship where I did exactly that and enjoyed it a lot.

Right now though, I’m doing my current dream job 24/7….being a mum to our wonderful little IVF miracle daughter ♡