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Chocolate Therapy

flowernelly — Sun, 25 Jul 2010 13:55:54 +0000

“Honey, I feel like I´m gonna throw a tantrum. Get the medicine!”—”Oh God, honeybunch, what can I get you?”—-”Get me the chocolate!”

Now for some boyfriends out there it might not be that abnormal kind of situation. Calm your girlfriend, give her sugar and cocoa drugs.
Well first of all the brain tricks the body into thinking that consuming chocolate is actually a great and healthy thing to do.
The combination sugar, fat and happy serum just HAS TO BE good food. Or so.
Mostly it may calm us, but adds some density around there hips or elsewhere.

Not so with Margo Marrone´s “Glamour Food”. The Organic Pharmacy developed a chocolate with antioxidant properties.
It takes care of your skin, is sugar and dairy free and we hopefully get to try this out soon!

I like to go by train, but …

flowernelly — Thu, 22 Jul 2010 20:16:20 +0000

Going by train is awesome.
First of all I am very prone to get car-sick. Take me one time around a traffic circle while I read and I´ll be sick straight out of the window. Seriously.
Secondly I don´t have a license or a car and going by bus is even worse than going by car. I have the possibility to puke onto other people, which makes me feel uncomfortable in the first place, so I am already aroused when getting onto the bus and therefore my stomach is in a tightened mood right from the start. Not good.

So I get onto the train with a quite good feeling of having around 90 calm minutes of travel.
Or so I thought. Because shortly before departure, all stupid parents with their stupid kids surround me in no time.
Bragging little brats, who can´t even eat an apple without making this into a major issue. And the parents are to blame too.
“Mommy I wanna have the Nintendo DS.”—-”You have to be polite and say ´please´”—–”Please.”—-”Maybe in whole sentences?”—–”Mommy I wanna have the Nintendo DS PLEEEEEZZZZ” (through gritted teeth)—–”Eat your apple first!”——”But I don´t want the stupid apple.”—–*mother takes apple out of package, unwashed, where it would be better if the child would not eat it due to pesticides*—”Little man, you will it the apple FIRST!”—-”But you told me to say PLEASE anyway!”
And so on and so forth.
Of course I could go and sit somewhere else….with every second person listening to music with earphones, but at such high volume as if I was listening to the radio in a car.
Only that I hear seven programs simultaneously. Country, Hard Rock, DnB, Rap, Hip Hop and Folk all combined into one frantic sound.
It is maddening.
In such a situation I pull out my Nintendo DS with earphones and listen to it at high volume to drown out any other sound or distraction.
Maybe I should rent a handcar.

Back from vacation!

Back from vacation!

flowernelly — Tue, 20 Jul 2010 11:38:39 +0000

Hello everyone, it´s been some time!
Holidays have been fun. We went to Prague and did some shopping.

We had our tickets ready and went by train. The weather was beautiful, sunshine and some tender clouds.
Due to the fact that we were traveling quite early and during the week, we had only few company.
The slight rocking of the train made me weary as I listened to some calming music and watched the landscape rush by.
Shortly after crossing the Czech border an elderly lady hopped onto the train, taking her seat next to us.
She seemed friendly, though one of her eyes was twitching constantly and she looked as if she had to sneeze all the time, snuffeling.
I turned to gaze out of the window again, now seeing derelict houses, old trees and children waving at the train.

Suddenly some smell caught my attention. It was sweet and salty at the same time and made my stomach revolt.
It was only then that I realized that the right leg of the old lady was soaked with blood. Whatever kind of wound it was, it must have been very fresh for the stains on her beige trousers were still bright red.
I looked at her in terror, but she did not even seem to mind. She read her newspaper, ate some apples and hummed some tunes as I watched her closely.
The fear hit me that she might turn unconcious and we might have to get some medical help.
I prayed that she might get off the train soon, but she stayed with us alomst three more hours until Prague. The rest of the journey was everything but relaxed.
We would have liked to leave but we could not let her alone in case anything happened.

Our hostel was not far away from the train station. The latter was so huge and impressive that we took some minutes just to stare at it.

Until this trip I must say that I was very lucky when it comes down to boarding hostels.
All of them were very clean and somehow stylish. I cannot claim that the CRIB 51 did not at least try.
They tried hard ineed and we could see that. The whole hostel was a building site. Jackhammer and drill sounds making it kinda hard to communicate with the staff.
“What is your name?”——–”What?”—-”WHAT IS YOUR NAME?”——We said our name.——”I cannot find your name on my reservation list.”—-”WHAT???”—–”I SAID THAT I CANNOT FIND YOUR NAME ON THE RESERVATION LIST!”—–”Yes, we got that, but: WHAT??? Why not?”
It turned out that she simply had looked up the wrong date…still, somehow difficult.
I guess I don´t have to say that the sound of Jack and Drill did not diminish from ground floor to first floor.

So we decided to watch the World Cup match of Spain vs. Germany in the biggest Irish Pub in town.
The place was highly crowded soon after we have taken our seats and had our dinner. Everybody but two men in front of us were pro-spain, so it was quite funny to hear them swear under their breath, not being able to show their true emotions.

As already expected the night was not very recreative, mostly to blame on four english guys occupying the room next to us. They obviously had no feeling of volume after Spain edged Germany out. (“REVENGE—-HARRRRRRRR!!!!!!”)

The next day we went throught the city, searching for certain shops, visiting galleries and having a look at historic places.

Best of all was the Ben&Jerry´s Store. I grew very jealous of Prague at that point.

We decided to leave on day earlier, afraid of another night without sleep.
It turned out that it was better for us….and for others.
Back on the train we shared our compartment with four very friendly and entertaining german interrail backpackers on their way through Europe.
The conversations and card games made the hours seem to fly by.
As the compartment door slid open, the conductor stepped in and asked us if we were going to Vienna or Bratislava.
She told us to go to the front part of the train for we would be sitting on the part that was going to the wrong direction.
As time came closer we made our way to the front section, not finding a compartment for the six of us and therefore having to split up.
After five minutes I heard agitated voices outside. Uh-oh, they have forgotten one of their tents.
We would be in Vienna by 11 p.m., quite late for a camping place to check in. Without much further ado we invited them to stay with us.
It was like a giant pyjama party, we had lots of fun and I made a stack of pancakes for breakfast.

After that we took them around the city a bit and showed them the way to the camping side.

I honestly would consider couch surfing, if only we had a couch!

Lovely ladies

flowernelly — Wed, 16 Jun 2010 15:05:25 +0000

I totally like the music of Popoyans.
Two kawaii girls singing child-like songs. I found them through a mori girl webiste.

You can also find them on myspace.

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The sunshine-slap in the face

flowernelly — Tue, 08 Jun 2010 21:26:36 +0000

Wow, after weeks of monsoon we are finally hit by the sun. And literally hit too.
It seems like my body got used to all the air humidity and now refuses to accept any sunshine.
The heat gives me headache, makes me slow and tired.
Spring tiredness got me NOW. Just great.

But to be positive: Today I had the first meeting with my new class comrades to-be.
They all seemed very nice and easeful, but I haven´t talked to them much yet.
So I will finish my education at the master class of graphic design. Back to school. I look forward to it a lot.
I guess I can appreciate it much more now that I don´t have to rush to work at the theatre after school and can focus on my work only.
I plan to do all the print and web design for the tweemee label. Keep your fingers crossed that I will be allowed to do so.

Have a wonderful week.

If travel is searching and home what´s been found

flowernelly — Wed, 26 May 2010 21:07:31 +0000

Since April has taken up all the work for May and we are regularly hunted down by heavy rainfall, one has to be quick to get a glimpse of sunlight.
Recently I had a call from the wild, making me enjoy every breeze of wind and wanting to have more animals in my life again (which probably is one of the reasons I so dearly want a dog).

How can one be unhappy when being showered with presents by mother nature?
Just look at this.

We met Mr. Carp as he took a bath in the sunlight. He seemed to be somewhat interessted at what we were doing next to him for he followed us quite a bit before taking a nap at a particularly warm water spot. His dorsal fin made him very easy to spot and he looked like a little pet shark.

The little sacred moments

flowernelly — Tue, 18 May 2010 15:48:18 +0000

The two weeks of rain have made people grumpy.
No sunshine, everyday water pouring from the clouds.
I know, sunshine is essential, vitamins, hormons, a lalala.
Still: since when is our happiness determined by the weather?

Yesterday the water in our house was turned off because there were some pipe reparations.
No water for washing your hands, for drinking, for the toilet, for rinsing your eye as a lash decides to take a walk around your eye.
One only realizes how much water we need when it is gone. Now this wisedom is surely not new,
but we have to keep this in mind:
We are those who have all the honey in life. We have water. We have electricity.
We have all sorts of machines to help us in our daily life.
We have democracy.
Funny how Vienna is the city with the highest standard of living and the most beautiful city to live in from the view of life quality.
Funny too, how everybody in the world seems to know this except for the inhabitants.
People are aweful here, naging their way through days and years.
I think we should establish a day every month where the water and the electricity are turned down.

We have so many reasons to be happy.
I am happy because in times like these I can have my favourite cereals for breakfast without being a farmer,
harvesting the crop and milking the cow before I can eat.
Plus my favourite cereals are from the States.
Eating Lucky Charms is one of my sacred moments.

And so is taking a shower, making art and washing the dishes. Every moment is what you make out of it.
I am surely not the first one to tell you. But have you incorporated this into your life already?

What if…

flowernelly — Mon, 17 May 2010 09:15:39 +0000

Things aren´t easy right now. I am stuck in the mid situation of “I want a dog” and “I do all the preperations that I can take, including so much reading on dog behaviour that I could easily start out being a therapist or dog trainer”.
It is simply not possible right now, as I still have to figure out my daily routine and then think about how a dog would fit into that situation.
Which actually is a very nice task to do.

I sit on the floor, cutting large pieces of fabric. The puppy grabs one end, edging all the patterns aside and escapes to the kitchen along with his new piece of blue cloth capture.
Fetching back my materials, pulling out threads from the puppies teeth. Ok, moving to the desk.
Taking all the fabric, the patterns, the scissors, needles and stuff with me.
Arranging everything new. In the corner of the eye I see the puppy do a little “mommy I gotta go wee wee” dance.
Catching the little fluffball and hurry to the potty place.
Puppy is distracted by all the other dogs arround and forgets about the piddle widdle.
Puppy tries to run to the other dogs and starts barking at them frantically. Puppy pees out of excitement.
Back in. Ah….where was I?
Right, the patterns….sitting down, rearranging. Puppy finds a hidden sock under the bed and tears it appart.
Having a little thought about just letting the doggy play,
but then reconsidering about angry boyfriend and swallowed parts of sock.
Not good.
Taking sock away. Trying to get the puppy interested on his OWN toys. Puppy plays with me.
Happy 20 minutes of joy and playfullness. Sunshine, stars, sparks and singing flowers.
Wait…I gotta work.
I get up. Puppy immediately is bored by his own toys.
I put the puppy into the crate with a yummy chew chew just to get it entertained for a few minutes.
Puppy starts to bark. Bark bark. Bark bark bark.
I look. Puppy puts on “I am so cute, how could you do this to me” face and has baby eyes.
I give in and take the dog to the park.

The end of the story? Forget work, get a puppy and be a happy girl in the park. Or so….

The little dress of magical beginnings

flowernelly — Fri, 14 May 2010 23:37:15 +0000

Here you can see the first dress I recently sewed.
It has elastic bands for a good fit and still needs to be printed with illustrations.
I especially like this kind of dress for hot summer days. It automatically looks sweet and lovely, hides little tummies loaded with ice cream and has a very female touch.

Plus one can be really artistic….
Maybe I put a fake moustache on the end of the bias binding next time

Tomorrow I will buy the colors for the print and do a little experimenting.

Hmm, I also think we have been quite lucky to catch a day full of sunshine. Seems like May isn´t what it used to be.
Rain rain rain.

And I want a pom again…

flowernelly — Mon, 26 Apr 2010 08:56:07 +0000

This is terrible! I can´t take a single relaxed spring walk outside without grasping my boyfriend´s sleeve,
pointing exaggeratedly at the other side of the sidewalk and scream: “LOOK AT THAT CUUUUTE DOG!”
Other people passing by may think that I am a countrypumpkin and that the countryside just doesn´t offer dogs in these small sizes or that I am simply utterly demented.

I don´t care. Let me show you who we met.

This is Fifi. She is a New Yorker, but her mommy decided, that the pavement in Vienna is much better for her little doggy paws and so we had the privelege
to cross her way. Her fur was as softest thing in creation, my skin could actually not tell WHAT exactly it was touching, only it was warm and cozy.
Besides she was so happy to see us as if we were old friends.
Sigh….and here I sit, wanting a pomeranian so badly again….
Somebody hit me.

I bag you, take me with you!

flowernelly — Sun, 25 Apr 2010 00:11:13 +0000

Here is a first sneak preview on my handmade bags.
I used bright colors to express my happiness about how things are going.

I wish you all a happy weekend!

Tick tock tick tock

flowernelly — Wed, 21 Apr 2010 21:49:42 +0000

Wow, May first will be arriving soon!!!! Business start week, weeeeeeeeh!!!
Tomorrow I will be making things for the etsy store, banner, product pictures and describtions.
My fingers hurt from hand sewing things, but I am as happy as I can be.
(Oh, if only I had a Pomeranian….but that is a whole different story)

I am buying new fabric almost daily. It is a kind of obsession, there is no stopping.
Today a rather corpulent arrogant russian lady tried to steal some of my assembled fabrics!!!
So I think I made a rather good selection.

Here are some sneak previews of fragrant strawberries. They smell like roses and vanilla and are very harmonizing.
Some of them still lack the seeds, but I will paint them on today.
I am such a happy girl!!! I can sell my strawberries all year long.

zed melody added “strawberry-power”!

On my way to self sufficiency

flowernelly — Fri, 09 Apr 2010 20:54:11 +0000

Times are hard. The economy is down. The financial system has gone nuts. Job rate is low low low. Money has taken a vacation and we don´t know when it´s coming back.
Ablablabla, I guess you´ve seen the news. Or read the papers. Or simply are still alive at these times.
It seems like one should almost have a guilty conscience about even having a job. How dare you? Someone else could have it and survive!
Well, I thought I could be a little human. I quit my job to give it to somebody else in need. I am fed up with the bad news all the time.
I will be daring and start to be self sufficient.
Yaaaay, everyone party!!!!

….
But wait. How should this even work? I mean, do I have what it takes? Can I make it?
I am 24, I have never done such a thing! Am I crazy? How and why and and and….. STOP IT!!!
I have to be positive about this! There should be nothing diminishing my plans, the very last me myself!
If I have negative thoughts, many others will follow. But it also works the other way around.
This was proved by Suzi Blu and everyone at the Les Petit Academy.
I wrote a blogpost there about my plans.
Next thing I know is that I find a public message to all members by Suzi, telling everyone about my story.
The courage rising in me was unbelievable. I never knew how much energy one can get out of this support at that phase of life.
All that insecurity that gathered inside of me all of a sudden is gone.
I love and feel loved and what is there more than this astonishing feeling of being appreciated for what one does and is.
All I can say is thank you.
Thank you all out there who support me mentally. Who are there to tell me that everything is ok the way I do it.
This is unbelievable.
Let´s take the journey!

Jumping seasons

flowernelly — Fri, 26 Mar 2010 23:44:38 +0000

Wow, what was that? I think I might have had a spring slap right into my face.
One day it is windy winter with high hankie consumption, the next day it´s sandals and t-shirt.
Above all the farmers around the city all together decided that it was about time to fertilize the fields with cow dung,
which adds a lovely odor to the air. Vienna: City of music and nature´s natural moo perfume. You should not miss it!

Nevertheless it is sunny outside and if you are lucky, you get to see the messengers of spring. Like at the botanic garden.

Plus we get to see our hamster lady earlier around this time of the year, for she changes her sleeping and waking habits.
No sleeping till 1 A.M., yay! That girl is so gorgeous, I want to cuddle her all the time.

The other way around

flowernelly — Mon, 15 Mar 2010 11:51:31 +0000

Who would have thought that once upon a time there were pills to gain weight, so one doesn´t look too skinny?
What happened to this beauty ideal? How I wish to see a campaign like this today!

Via bleubirdvintage.typepad.com

A bleep for a bark

flowernelly — Sun, 07 Mar 2010 12:58:33 +0000

So, the Takara Tomy Rocobos are finally here.
It is amazing how they work with two simple commands (either clapping or pressing the button on their heads).

The describtion of how to treat a Rocobo was very vague, so it took us quite some time to understand what to do.
But have a look yourself:

Now work!

flowernelly — Sat, 06 Mar 2010 01:28:29 +0000

This is the claim of this year´s Young Lions competition.
So tonight we will spend our time thinking about what idea to choose for the print ad.
Right now there are about seven different ideas and still more coming up.
Let´s hope that we will get at least a little bit of sleep.
I am so very tired. Snooooooze…

Take a turn!

flowernelly — Thu, 04 Mar 2010 11:18:21 +0000

Now, some of us might have noticed, others not, but there have been huge discussions and zillions of blog entries
about the London Fashion Week and the designer Mark Fast.

What has he done? Fast decided to use three models who wear size 12 and 14 (Eur 42 and 46) on the catwalk.
If you are interested in the details, read here.

Of course most of the fashion world held its breath, they shook their head and mumbled how
this will be the downfall of the whole business. This is mostly, because they feel betrayed.
How come that they all searched for this exclusiveness, these ultra-thin, nowhere else to be found models?
The whole collection is said to look different, when presented on “totally perfect” bodies.
And Mark Fast proved them wrong.
Yes, of course, he could have been rebelious and taken really chubby girls. Or have ALL of the models wear bigger sizes.
But that was not the point. What we can see is, that the girls looked fabulous.
Good makeup artists are half the battle. Re-thinking works in small steps.

So why am I telling you all of this?
I want to show you, that you already are exclusive. So many of us struggle with the way we look, not realizing, that we
actually already are, what we want to be. Losing weight is not going to make anyone of us prettier.
Most diets are far from healthy, just reducing calories and so reducing your production of serotonin, transforming you into Grumpy.
It is all about self-acceptance. If you are loving yourself, you start to shine and you will be the sun for everybody else.
And my oh my, everybody loves the sun.
Now, I don´t want to sound like some cheap guru. But be nice to yourself.
You always are your own example of how you want to be treated. If you are mean to yourself, everybody will follow.
Don´t let it happen. Don´t let the mirror be your enemy. It does nothing good to you.
You don´t have to worry about looks and outer appereance, if you have “the shine”.
More about this soon!

Have a beautiful day!

pretty posh pancakes

flowernelly — Sun, 28 Feb 2010 19:21:20 +0000

We the tweemees have the glamorous advantage of living next to a japanese food supplies store.
Since I decided that my new passion would be learning japanese (yeah, please laugh at me and my genki-des-ka),
I walk in there at least once a week, looking for something little and fun and then try to bring up all my guts to have
a japanese conversation about how much I´d have to pay and wishing them a nice day.
I haven´t made it yet. Too nervous and all discouraged when the shop assistant talks to me in german before I have even started my attempt.

I love japanese products. Little illustrations everywhere, everything talks or has a face.

So as we stumbled upon the pancake package, that showed a smiling bowl with smirking eggs and happy flour, I wanted it,
no matter how it tasted or despite the fact that the content was mere flour, sugar and baking powder.
Gimme that laughing pancake!

Making them was very easy, just pour one medium egg, 100 ccl milk and one sachet of the powder into a (hopefully smiling) bowl
and mix it up.

Then heat a pan (without oil), take a ladle and put the mixture into the pan.

Wait for about 20-30 seconds, then turn it around.
After another 15-20 seconds take it out and try to eat it as hot as you can with some chocolate cream or honey or syrup on it.

Om nom nom!

Things that we are waiting for

flowernelly — Tue, 23 Feb 2010 17:27:56 +0000

Soon to be found in the tweemee house are things for our playground.

First comes Takara Tomy´s Air Guitar Pro.

Ok, so for you pro musicians out there: I know, there is no point having this, when you can play guitar.

Or? I say: my fingers are too short to play an F-chord and the experience of strumming with my head
or going maniac in the living room with air guitar just seems worth a try.
I can´t wait to destroy my bed, jumping berserk to Foo Fighters.
“YEAAAH, DON´T LET IT GO TO WASTE. I LOVE IT BUT I HATE THE TASTE!!!”
*strumm strumm strumm crash bed broke*

To distract me from losing our sleeping place (“Honey, look, I just HAD to do this!
And btw, YOU were the one who ordered the guitar in the fist palce!” ) we got ourselves two new digital pets.
You all for sure remember the Tamagotchi? And the Furby?
We found the inbetween! The Rocobo! (not Robocop, we have no intend to get ourselves blown up!)

The sad thing about the Tamagotchi back then was, that it was trapped in its egg.
You could not interact with it because you could not touch it. The Tamagotchi was mere pixels.
I liked it when I was a child, but I think I will enjoy this much more.
The Rocobo moves!

And the Furby? Simply annoying.

Jumping seasons