A flood of pictures

 Those herby potatoes you like too!

I made these on Wednesday.

Been eating a lot of grapes, while other fruit has been used for smoothies...

 Mom and dad came on Friday, as you know and mom decided to 

donate me (well, us) some of the Chinese things she brought from Peking!

Pooch's favorite place.

Big cows: 95,90 euros. Can you believe it?

I want that red one, mind you... Cow parade!

 

We went to Pyynikki today, you know that big forest-y hill I "hiked" around

last summer in my silly ballerina shoes...

We had some tea and Finland's best donuts.

We ate at my downstairs Nepalese restaurant today!

Top picture: Funky super thin bread

Middle: My chicken meal

Low: Naan bread (delicious!)

 Mommy bought me a little citrus tree and that nice white vase!

She also brought me that funky picture frame.

I wish you had been here and we could've celebrated your birthday properly in the process. I did make a pie and all! I miss you a lot. I'm just glad if you can come in August or so, you'll see we DO actually have a summer here and all. I'm hoping my lemons will get enough light, even though they'll be inside and I only get direct sunlight in the morning... also, during summer, as you know... this place gets verrrry warm and I will have to close the curtains or I'll roast!

A bit of pastels

 These two pictures I took on the day of my job interview.

Now, there's less snow and that shoreline has been digged up by

the city workers and I don't see ducks anymore.

 I've had dark pink tulips in my apartment.

And a dog in my bed, when I visited my parents.

 Last Friday, I bought pale pink tulips and "a smoothie maker".

I had to try a blueberry one first. You know how much I love blueberries.

 I also bought this little glass jar and couldn't decide where to put it at first or what to use it for.

Then, I realized it'd be perfect for colorful chocolate candy - "Easter Eggs".

Needless to say, these are long gone now.

But I also bought some hot pink and white ones, with a mint flavored shell.

They're now in it, but I have a feeling I have to buy new ones for the weekend...

I'm not a fantastic baker

Last night I told you that I was considering about starting to blog in English (again) just so that You could have a summary of my day, just like my Finnish readers can. What you didn't know was that I decided to write for You, "Letters To My Sweetheart". What could be better?

I struggled with the right name, as usual, when suddenly this just popped into my mind. It made perfect sense. You are my most loyal and devoted reader by far (and quite possibly the only one), so why not just write to You? I'm not too talented with romance, but even I rank this one to the top of romantic things I've done in my life... though this may also be the only one. On the bright side, I've heard that men aren't really that big on romance anyway, so perhaps this does not qualify as a flaw in my case.

I'm, however, not a fantastic baker.

You know, I decided to try a new recipe today. You'd never guess what it was based on the pictures, which in this case are not worth a thousand words. I told you what it was supposed to be, but come on... I had a hard time presenting this... thing... to my guests.

Not too tasty-looking, right?

It's supposed to be some sort of an apple pie, but come to think of it, it'd be better off named "applemush", as that was largely what it resembled. At least the taste was great and it seems to only get better as it's spending some quality time in the depths of my fridge. My quests kindly told me that it was very good, but I'm not 100% convinced. You know how paranoid I am about my baking (and cooking).

I didn't really do much else today than try to make the place ready for the guests and bake stuff. Not the worst way to spend a Sunday, I'll give you that, but it would've been better to just get to spend it with You. This was now my second Sunday alone, since I returned from my trip to the States and in a way this was better. I also finally got some good sleep last night, instead of tossing and turning through it, so that's a plus. I try to think of small things to do to keep myself busy so that I wouldn't miss you all the damn time, but I just feel all wonky. In a way, I'm quite happy and content but at the same time there's just this really annoying feeling that I have, that something is just missing. A feeling of restlessness and... dare I say, despair. I've never felt quite so alone, oddly enough.

I'm sure I'll feel better over time again.

And hopefully it won't have to be that long of a time now.

I think I'd like to live in a house of tulips.

I bought the yellow ones on Friday (I think I told you) and the pink ones I just got as a present today. And I did manage to toss the old pink ones when I got back from visiting my parents. I didn't like doing it though. You know how I am with tossing away flowers. I feel as if I should hold a funeral. I need you here to toss away my dead flowers and tell me that my crappy pie tastes great.