#MicroblogMonday – I’m a runner, I guess

Until recently I completely forgot that I ran Track in my freshman year of high school. I must have been the slowest person on the team. I sucked! And I have no idea why I ever did it.

However, almost a year ago, parkrun started in my hometown. I ran 3 events near the start of it all, early November last year, and then didn’t run again until February of this year. I don’t know what changed during those 2-ish months break, but I am now hooked!

Those first runs… The very first parkrun was totally new and exciting. The second, third, fifth run…I remember starting out and thinking “what the f— have I gotten myself into”. But as soon as I crossed the finish line, the feeling was amazing. And then the running became a bit easier, I even made a new personal best! I found friendship, friends and a place where I felt like I belonged (I’ve been missing that a lot the last few years.) These days, I truly look forward to my weekly run.

This next weekend I am going to run my 25th parkrun! And I have no doubt that I’ll easily make 50 runs before our parkrun turns 2 years old (in just over another year).

MicroblogMonday For more microposts, go visit Mel’s post at Stirrup Queens.

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#MicroblogMonday – 6 years for Paxlet

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#MicroblogMonday – Summer’s over, back to the grind

Summer’s over, August is almost over and we are almost three quarter’s of the way through 2018. WHERE has this year gone!? Seriously.

Tadbit turned 3 (much) earlier this year. She’s funny, stubborn, independent, sweet and everything rolled into one bundle of energy. Mr Siili often remarks/asks if this is what I was like at this age. I don’t know whether to laugh or groan. We chopped her hair off in June. We are all much happier about it. For Tadbit, she hated hated hated having her hair brushed. I disliked the fight over brushing hair. And she’s pretty cute with her short hair. Even if many others thought she was a boy because of her short hair and non-pink clothes. Whatever.

Paxlet is 5 and soon to be a teen on Thursday. Some days…it seems like all we do is fight. I know I was like this with my mom around this age. Pay back is a bitch sometimes. Paxlet started preschool/kindergarten. (Yes, kids don’t start 1st grade until the year they turn 7.) He loves it! I have no worries that he will do just fine in school.

Do you remember my multiple posts the last couple of years about my kids not speaking in English and would they ever learn to speak English? It has finally happened!!! You all saw that coming, didn’t you?
We visited my family in the US in May and the kids’ language skills have just exploded! Paxlet had started to speak a bit to me in English before the trip, but during and after, he mostly speaks to me in English. He has even switched from Finnish to English, mid-sentence when he realizes he is speaking to me and not Mr Siili. There are some words he’s not sure of, but if he asks about them or says them in Finnish, I’ll repeat them or make sure to use them in my reply. Tadbit uses English now, but still a lot of Finnish also. What’s funny/cute is that she throws in Finnish words while she is talking to me as if she hasn’t switched languages at all. We’re not sure she notices the differences between the two languages fully. I love that my kids are speaking more English. And relieved my fears have been proved wrong.

I’m still doing Parkrun. I ran a new personal best this last Saturday of 32:44. That beat my old time by 2 minutes! I give credit to my running partner. She helped me keep a steady pace and to not walk even when I would have, if I had been on my own. My goal is to run 50 parkruns before October 2019. I don’t think it will be that difficult to do 29 more runs in a little over a year.
I’ll will also start an 8 week FitCamp program next week. I’m aiming to lose a couple of kilos and hopefully learn something new about nutrition that I can use in my daily life. I feel like I am slowly getting some of me back!

This summer was a hot hot one! By hot, I mean it was over 26C (78,8F) and many days closer to 30C (86F) for over 50 days. The last time it was remotely this hot for this long was in the 1940s. It was a humid too. We all just about died. LOL. I enjoyed it as much as I could, but I was more comfortable when it was closer to 20C (70F) again. Fall is definitely on its way. The mornings need a jacket and afternoons only a t-shirt.

As summer is over, we’re all back at work, daycare or school. This year is the first that our kids are going to two different places in the morning. Tadbit has a new daycare lady, which is 1km (0,6mi) away (compared to the 2 minute walk we had previous years). And Paxlet’s school is right in the middle of that distance. We’re finding a new rhythm to mornings and afternoons. I’ve also started working 6 hours days instead of 5 hours, which is taking time for me to get used to also.

How was your summer? Is life treating you well?

MicroblogMonday For more microposts, go visit Mel’s post at Stirrup Queens.

I’m going to be an aunt

A bit ago, my sister informed the family that she is pregnant. I’m thrilled for her! It’s only slowly dawning on me that I’m going to be an aunt! I’m thrilled for me. (I only wish I lived closer.)

MicroblogMonday For more microposts, go visit Mel’s post at Stirrup Queens.

I’m here.

Happy Midsummer! It’s been a long while since I’ve written anything, but after reading Mel’s current post today, I felt prompted to at least come and say hi.

I think I’ve been depressed lately. And by lately, I mean somewhere around 9 or so months. Maybe more. Maybe it was just winter. In any case, I felt no desire to do anything creative, couldn’t be bothered to do any of the things I knew I needed to do (only Paxlet has a valid passport still) and felt like I was shit at everything. Talk about being down on your own self. It wasn’t like this every single day, but most days (even now still to some extent) I was able to get by without thinking about anything and it would be an okay day. And then there were days it would just all crash in on me.

I know some of my down-ness is due to a lack of meeting up with friends (co-workers just don’t cut it). I am a social person and need some time now and then with girl friends. To chat, shoot the breeze and just be girls. That doesn’t happen very often anymore. I don’t know how or where to find new or more friends. It seems like all attempts I have made just leave me with less friends.

Right at this moment, the kids and I are nearing the end of week 2 of an 8 week holiday/break. Mr Siili will have 4 weeks off this summer: this week and next, and then 2 more in a couple of weeks. I wanted to take advantage of this last chance to be home for the entire summer with the kids, but at the same time I have felt/feel that I am a bit crazy for doing this. Paxlet loves to whinge and not listen and Tadbit monkeys EVERYTHING her older brother does. I’m trying to feel gratitude and enjoyment with my kids and not just wait for bedtime each evening and feel like I am only surviving. I want to thrive with my kids. Getting to bed earlier each night would probably help some with this feeling. But evenings/nights are my time.

I have been taking lots of photos and posting them to Instagram. It makes me happy. It is my place to post all of the mundane, silly and random pictures that I think everyone on FB or elsewhere in my life would get sick of or just not give a rat’s bum about. I only follow those I want, because I want to. Not because they are my friend/family/following me. If you want to check me out, I’m hopea.lohikaarme (silver dragon).

I’m not sure if I’m back to writing here regularly or not yet, but I’m not gone. At least not permanently.

#MicroblogMonday – I had something

I had a cute/witty/funny title and short blog post for today and then I forgot what it was that I wanted to write. Instead you get a rambling me with nothing really important to say.

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I have several craft projects in the works and not much energy to get them fully started or completed.
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I have enough buttons, bought second hand, to make heaps of cards, bracelets, necklaces or anything else my kids and I desire.
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I’ve got zippers to make flowers.
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Cloth to sew bags and veggie/fruit bags, doll blankets and more.
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I’ve even got a skirt to make (I’ve had the fabric for at least two years) and a dress to take in. I just need to get my behind in gear.

What projects do you have in the works or want to have in the works?

MicroblogMonday For more microposts, go visit Mel’s post at Stirrup Queens.

#MicroblogMonday – Told you so

I hope there is a day that someone can say “I told you so” in relation to my son, and probably daughter, speaking English. I just feel so deflated and disheartened when Paxlet doesn’t speak English. I know he could, if he wanted and tried, but he doesn’t want to and only randomly tries, so he doesn’t speak it well. Tadbit seems to be going the same way. She has been wowing us with many new words a week lately, but all in Finnish. In fact, if I tell her/use the English one, she disagrees with me on it! LOL

The kids are in Finnish daycare all day, have a Finnish dad and only me for English. Once they are in school, there are city run programs for multi-lingual families, but we’ve got another 1,5 years (only?! ack!) before he starts preschool/kindergarten (at age 6).

I never thought about languages this way. Nor that it would be so difficult to get my kids to speak my mother tongue.

I don’t really have much to offer or ask for. I’m just mussing and hoping (again) that things will change in the future.

MicroblogMonday For more microposts, go visit Mel’s post at Stirrup Queens.