All the things I love...

All the things I love...
All the things I love...

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

A glass half full...

My mind works out harder than I do. It is constantly thinking, analyzing, dreaming. A couple of days ago I read an article about starting a blog. Now I don't need to say that I started one already, but thusfar not that succesful. Like I'm interested in other people's thoughts I thought other people would be interested in mine. Turns out not really... The article said that you have to write about something that you're passionate about because otherwise you will not keep doing it. When I started thinking about this two F words popped into my head: Fashion and Food. Let's skip over the fashion for now and focus on the food. For a while now I've been trying to get into a healthier lifestyle: aka working out and eating less nutella. And I must say that I have my own creative way of 'going on a diet'. While I thought my colleague who is really into healthy food was supporting me, she's actually using me as a way of entertaining her husband. Every night they discuss Stefanie's diet of the day. Apparently they are not a fan of the I only drank half a red bull which is better than a whole red bull-logic. To some level I understand this, but on the other hand I'm not incorrect. Instead of eating a double croque monsieur yesterday, I only ate one. That's half of the calories saved! Mathematically this can't go wrong. Think about it, instead of getting totally drunk you stop when you feel lightheaded. Pros: less expensive, less calories, less chance you'll make a fool out of yourself, although I don't need to be drunk to do that. Cons: if I do make a fool of myself, I will remember. Still I invite all of you who don't read my blog to join in and try my 'Half an apple a day keeps the doctor a little while longer away - diet'. 


Thursday, March 19, 2015

Life letter...

To my readers.

I don't know who you are and besides what I post on this blog I guess you don't know much about me neither. This blog is me putting what I feel into words and sharing it with the world. At least with the people stumbling onto my blog and deciding to read my words who put together tell the story of my heart. Already as a young child I believed in the power of words. What's been said can never be unsaid. This to me a such a powerful thought that it can make me not want to speak and just listen for a while. 

As this has been a one way street for a while now I think it is time for me to ask your feedback. When you read this what are your thoughts? Do I trigger something insead your minds, or do you just think it's plain boring. Let me know anyway. I'm a big girl, I can handle it.


Thank you 
Stefanie

Heart to handle...

For the last two weeks my brain has been doing overtime. I've always been a thinker, but it has gotten worse. Working out usually helps me clear my head. But lately there's nothing that can stop my mind from thinking. When I met him I didn't know I would feel this way. My heart knew he would be my crush, or should I say crash, before my head was able to process it. He was nice, funny, tall and easy on the eyes. Me, I was just having fun. I can still remember walking away and having every inch of my body screaming: no go back. But my head said: just keep going. I tried to ignore my gut but it was saying that this was my chance and Ididn't take it. There was a wrong done and I had to make it right. So I did and for a couple of days I felt like I hit the jackpot. He was everything I've been looking for and always thought didn't exist. And I was convinced he felt the same. Well, he did for three days, then it stopped. As I am usually very laidback how I'm handling this comes as a big surprise to me as well. Every day from the moment I get up until I eventually fall asleep all I can think about is him. More what could have been than what has been. Because what has been was so short and so intense that there's not much to wonder about. If this ever can turn into something I have to play it cool and let it be for now. Now is the time to shush my heart and let me head take over.