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Back from holidays

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At least, for a while :-). It’s been a great summer and because I have been too busy enjoying myself promises have been broken(what, PostADay?, yeah, I know,I screwed up!) and Alexa numbers have dropped. Oh well, not to worry, I have the whole winter to make it up to myself, to Alexa and to PostADay. What have we been up to in the last three weeks? 1. Had another set of family visiting. Brothers in law, to be more exact. Precise on diets but not very good with keeping the time…yeah, I prefer girls, thanks! 2. Spent time with a friend who goes way back to my student days. Reverted to the careless, silly and giggly girls from back then for a whole of two weeks, can you imagine??? 3. Visited more of Greece and loved every minute of it! Greece is gorgeous and I am glad I married a Greek man so O have a lifetime to discover it! 4. ATE!!A lot of good food. Became almost a connoisseur. Which is good when …

Mama’s Visit

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Okay, I have been lazy and haven’t posted for while but it was all for a good reason. We had mum visiting with us for almost two weeks and our mission has been to make sure mum had the time of her life. We took Mum to visit places of interest to her: a day trip to mount Athos and visits to Thessaloniki’s old catacombs. We encouraged her to try new things: gyros(a much yummier version of kebab!), wonderful home made sweets from as many zaxaroplastias(Greek sweet shops) we could and a swim in the sea had been on our to-do-list! Most importantly, we allowed her to spend time with her granddaughter and re-acquaint with Emma as a little girl full of stories, opinions and love for her Bica. Mum left today and we feel our  mission has been achieved in its most important task: Emma begged her till the last moment to stay with us as there is room for her here! There were tears and sadness but more important, there were memories created …

Waiting for my mummy

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As we speak, my mummy should be arriving in Thessaloniki;she  is visiting us for a few weeks. Her love gave her strength to face a 17-hour bus trip and come and see us. I can’t wait to spend time with her. To take her to the beach and show her how well Emma can swim. To take her to laiki(open market) and do the shopping together. To take her with us(Emma and I while hubby is working) and spend the day in Ikea looking for bargains. To spend the evenings together watching Greek T.V. To witness her experience yet another culture and take joy in it. I love my mum. She has been my pillar and my strength since I can remember. And I am happy she’s healthy and well and we’ll be able to enjoy Greece together for a few days. Kalinixta everybody!!  

Visiting grandparents and routine chaos

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We made it safe to Patra to my in-laws. The seven-hour journey went better than expected as Emma fell asleep at her usual time and woke up only for half an hour when we arrived in my in-laws house around 1 a.m. What really didn’t go well(and it never goes well, every time we have visited them in the summer) was the afternoon nap. It must be the heat or the excitement of seeing them or the change or…but Emma goes from perfect sleeper to crazy sleep-deprived maniac when we come over.  I have been wrecked after a cold and two nights of going to bed at 2 a.m. and have been soo looking forward to having a siesta today,especially since the temperatures soared to 40 Celsius. No such luck for me but…I tried EVERYTHING to coax her into sleeping  and so did her dad, from speaking softly to making threats to leaving her in her room for 10 minutes to cry it off to pretending we were both asleep to taking her into our …

Moving on

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Okay, one more week and we’ll be leaving this house. Although located in an ideal location and an enviable neighbourhood,  it proved to be more an in-between station for me and less of a home.We knew we were going to move on eventually and I never managed to accept it as more than what it was, a temporary stop. I also found the transition from having our own home to renting especially tough since I come from a family that never rented. It’s a Romanian thing, a legacy from the Communist times when everybody had to have a job and an apartment they would have usually payed during their working years. That goes to show you that ideas we were raised with and that were drummed into us as children stay with us for a lifetime and influence our happiness. It’s been some very interesting eight months with loads of ups and downs and many epiphanies. We lost what we both held dearest on the day we moved: my home and hubby’s successful business. We …