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I love it when…

. I just love it when I get to witness a random act of kindness… Not so long ago, I had to go to the office to work (yuck!). By the time my shift finished, the sun had already set, and I walked back home in the dark. Having an eye for the Little Things,…… Continue reading I love it when…

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It is real… (December 3rd FFF)

I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading It is real… (December 3rd FFF)

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Half & half… (November 5th FFF)

I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading Half & half… (November 5th FFF)

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And off we go…

. Tomorrow, Chéri, Freja and I are leaving Montréal for a good 5 days. Now, I wouldn’t mention this on any of my other social media accounts, because, you know, there are weird people out there. I don’t like to scream to the world that our apartment will be unattended for a whole week, even if I…… Continue reading And off we go…

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I can’t unsee it now…

. Does it happen to you too, or is it just me? Sometimes, I focus on the smallest of things, and see something that’s barely there, in front of me. And then, I just can’t unsee it anymore. It happened again this evening. I had just finished my working shift (the last before a sweeeeet…… Continue reading I can’t unsee it now…

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Win-win…

. A couple of weeks back, I mentionned a man that walks up my street every Monday, around 7PM. Every week, he pushes a shopping cart around the neighbourhood. A cart filled with garbage bags, and I guessed that he was checking the surounding parks’ trash cans for empty bottles he could get a refund…… Continue reading Win-win…

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Why so negative?

. I’m not a sickeningly positive person. (And I am not sure that word actually exists) But I do try to see the glass half full, as often as I can. And I try to hang around people that have a positive energy, like most of you Lovelies! Unlike batteries, in general, positive people attrack…… Continue reading Why so negative?

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Something’s wrong… (March 19th FFF)

I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading Something’s wrong… (March 19th FFF)

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It is real…

  Tonight, I’m making Julehjerter…  Julehjerter (literally ”Christmas hearts”) are Danish traditional holiday ornements. They are hand made and their paterns go from ”any young child could do it” to very intricate artistic level. Needless to say that I am sticking to the kiddos’ type.  At least for now… I need the little hearts’ hyggelig touch in our…… Continue reading It is real…

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And the bronze medal goes to…

When I was born, Mom and Dad both had good jobs. Even if it was back when some women were starting to keep their careers after giving birth, they decided together that Mom would stay home to raise me, and then my little brother. This meant depending only on Dad’s salary, but it was a…… Continue reading And the bronze medal goes to…