This must be love

It is Mothers day! ❤ Here in Australia, I started the morning with an amazing service in church. We had a guest preacher from a church in Miami, and it was so good. I was reminded of how important it is to remember those who find days like this difficult. Some might not have a mum, or are going trough this day without being a mum even tough they want to. I think our church did a very good job at celebrating all woman today. Because we are all so strong no matter what we are going trough, and we need to be reminded of that! Well, all of the girls got a very cute shopping bag each. “This must be love!” Is it not adorable?

My own mum is on the other side of the globe, and for some reason we don’t celebrate mothers day at the same date in Norway. But it is still a day to send her a message and give her a reminder of how much I love her. Days like this make me miss her extra much, but she is actually coming to visit me very, very soon now!

After church I had coffee with my friend, Millie. Then I went home and made some cookies for tomorrow, because we are having a dinner with our core at Millie`s. That will be so nice! I am heading over there in a few minutes to help her set up some decorations as well.

So. This mothers-day I wanted to share a very allergy friendly cookie recipe that shouts of love. It is both gluten and lactose-free, and you can easily make it vegan if you want. Just change the eggs with some of that substitute they sell in bigger food stores. I usually switch the brown sugar with some stevia or other sweeteners if I look for a healthier options. But these ones taste absolutely perfect as they are as well, on this day of celebration. Try it out, beautiful you! XOXO


THIS IS WHAT YOU NEED

1 1/2 cup sunflower oil

4 eggs

3 cups brown sugar

5 cups gluten-free self raising flour

1 tsp salt

2 cups dark chocolate (70% cocoa)


THIS IS WHAT YOU DO

Preheat oven to 375 degrees Fahrenheit.Combine oil, eggs and brown sugar. Whisk it well together. Add gluten-free flour and salt, and stir until you have a smooth dough. Cut the chocolate and add it to the dough. Line a large baking sheet with a sheet of parchment paper. Use a tablespoon to scoop dough, and place dough scoops about 1 inch apart on the baking sheet.

Bake the cookies at 375 degrees F for 9-12 minutes until lightly browned. Remove to a wire rack to let it all cool down.

❤ Enjoy

3 lessons learned by some ugly, self-ripped jeans

Let me represent to you; this unique pair of DIY- ripped- jeans gone wrong. Yeah. I know. Impressive. That is the word. I learned 3 things out of this.

  1. Way too skinny jeans do not look good when they are ripped. (At least not on me)
  2. To rip jeans yourself is harder than it looks on those youtube videos
  3. I am really bad at budgeting (since I just ruined the only couple of jeans I have bought since I came to Australia)

Honesty. Maybe I could have ended up actually using these if it wasn’t for the fact that they are extremely uncomfortable as well as ugly. I mean. Ugly clothes are worth it for the looks, but it is not worth itching and hating your life because of those uncomfortable jeans.

Red toenails make everyone look professional

Now. Let me present to you; not homemade, but still ripped jeans. (Even tough they are ripped just a bit longer up, so you can’t really see it in this picture) Comfortable. Bought in a clothing store. Perfect holding my bible from flying away in this windy weather while I am putting my hair in a bun.

Dear reader. I hope that you are living your best, amazing life. Remember that you are amazing, and look gorgeous in both ugly and pretty jeans. But they seriously need to be ripped. Don`t forget that ♥

Golden hour

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Good day beautiful reader! My alarm woke me up at 5.10 am yesterday. “That is quite early” my housemate said when I told her about my plans of watching the sunrise with two of my friends the day before. I smiled and started laughing. She is actually waking up like that every single day (I am not joking) It is funny. Back home, I am considered as the early riser. Here I am the one who “sleeps in”

Well. My alarm went of. I jumped into my clothes, and ran outside to Gabby`s little, red car. Together with Millie, the three of us were on our way to the Northern beaches. What was supposed to be a couple of hours, turned out to be most of the day. We talked a lot, and had breakfast at a super cute café. We brought our bibles and did our devotionals on the beach as well. It was such a nice day!

In the evening I went to girls connect with youth. That was also really nice. We watched a movie, and painted our nails. All in all, a good spent day.

Just before bed, I Face Timed Kristin in Norway for the first time since I came here. About time. It was really nice to talk with her again. Miss you loads girl. Buy a plane ticked, and visit me, please!

A bit exhausted of all these adventures in one day, I slept really good that night! That is for sure 🙂

My pink-striped pyjamas is placed in my favorite corner in our sofa. That is a lie. I do actually have two favorite corners in this sofa. It is actually the best sofa ever. Anyway. I have been awake for a couple of hours already as the rest of this house finally starts to wake up. My early bird of a room-mate is not home for the next days that are coming up, so I am officially the early riser in this house now. At least I like to believe that just because it was like that this morning. Well. It feels good! It should be mentioned that there is a huge responsibility with waking up early. I mean. It does unofficially mean that you need to be productive the rest of that day. Not that I always am …

I have already had oats for brekkie for the first time in 2 months! I missed that from back home. What a taste of heaven! I have had two cups of coffee and some vegan chocolate and a couple of books are placed next to me. I am going to do some reading, some assessment working, and some series watching. After that I will just see where the day takes me. Have a wonderful week, beautiful you! 🙂

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A few thoughts from my diary

Thursday 7th of March

Every time I put on my pink striped pyjamas pants, I start to think about home. I remember how mom came with them wrapped in after a work trip once. With a big black ribbon. She bough them from Victoria secret and I used to love how the paper bag had my name on it.

Suddenly I start craving her pasta with peas and ham. Literally the only dinner she makes that actually tastes good. Sorry mum. I love you, but cooking has never been your thing. Fair enough. You are the best role model in everything else. But hey. That is what I miss. And your hugs.

“How deeply a girl can miss her mum from the other side of the world.”

I am looking forward to summer when she is going to visit me. We have an open guest room here without doors that are just closed off by a curtain. It contains a mattress, but Kesha and I are going to try to make it a bit nicer. Kesha even got a lamp for it because her mum that is also coming over. She is going to be here already in a couple of weeks.

I have just finished an assessment. Something has been going on every evening the last couple of days, so I am spending the rest of the evening relaxing. Reading. Listening to music. Laying in my bed with these striped pants. Listening to the sound of some cars driving by a few blocks away and a plane that is passing somewhere. I’ll stay here and feel how good my feet likes to rest from all of this walking. I’ll stay here completely safe. Not terrified of dangerous spiders as I were the first couple of weeks here. Hundred percent sure that a poisonous snake would walk in my door at any minute.

Saturday 9th of March

The smell of Australian rain, the sound of Saturday’s traffic. It amazes me how different Australian rain smells from the Norwegian rain. You should not think that the smell of wet asphalt could vary. It does. I miss the scent of Norwegian rain. Another thing I long for. I have to laugh of myself as my eyes fall on the pink shoes I am wearing. They are dripping wet by now. The weight of a book rests heavily on my shoulder. I have just spent the last five hours on two different cafés, reading about Norwegian law.

I am probably a bit weird like that. I felt like it was a little bit long to stay at the same café for so many hours. So I simply moved a few meters away to the neighbor a few hours later. I do not dare to think of how much of my money I spend on coffee these days. Well. Now I am going home. To this Australian house that I call home at the moment. How strange that life would turn out this way. Here I am on the other side of the globe. Soaking wet by Australian rain.

Bondi and broken washing machines

How beautiful is Bondi Beach, hey ? It is really amazing, and the water there is just so extremely salty. It is really a cool beach.

But why do I never remember to wear sunglasses? To be a day on the East-coast of Australia, it was actually quite cold and clouded. But my eyes were still burning. The temperature was low enough to make the walk in the sand tolerable but it felt like it was possible to get som tan out of it all anyways. At least I got a pretty, red, lobster-skin – color. Better than look as white as snow, I guess. My parents have sent me photos from back home where they are skiing. So I am not really allowed to complain either.

Half of my clothes is placed in a huge pile outside of our washing-room. Our washing machine broke down almost two weeks ago, and it is finally good again. Thankfully. I was about to run out of clothes. Is is not crazy how you suddenly have so much to think about once you have moved out from your parents? I mean… washing machines?

To have anything to write about at all on this blog in the future, I just have to keep you updated in what I do in School and church. Since that is where I spend all of my time basically, haha.

So we had Heart and Soul night at church yesterday. That is a yearly happening where our senior pastor tells about the local vision at church. It was really inspiring and encouraging. I am going to serve in the youth ministry, and I am serving for the first time later this week. So I am really excited to get startet. Right now I am going to take another cup of tea, so I will update you guys again soon. I hope you enjoy the rest of your day!

I can see The Opera house from here

Hello there! Finally. The moment you have waited for… the number one tourist, bucketlist pictures from the opera-house have finally arrived to this blog! 🙂

So. We parked Keshas` car somewhere close to the city, and jumped on a train for the rest of the way into the Opera-house. I needed to see it. After all I have spent a few weeks in Sydney now, and it was about time to be a tourist here as well .

It was crowded. Hot, but not hotter than usual. I am just amazed by this city. It is so big, so different and so beautiful.

I had do pinch myself in my arm a couple of times. Am I really here?

Suddenly I was standing next to one of the tourist-attractions I have seen so many pictures of, dreamed of, and placed on my bucket list. Here I am. In Australia. In Sydney, and suddenly next to The Operahouse and The Harbour bridge. It is as pretty as you could imagine. Prettier. The sea is even more blue than my pictures can show you.

I would really love to go on a show there soon. It is probably amazing, but the tickets are not exactly cheap so I`ll wait a little bit.

The botanic garden is also really nice. It is so cool with all the plants and flowers. A couple of strange birds flew by, and I asked Kesha what that was. She looked suprised at me, so amazed that I had never seen one of those before.

I`ll let the pictures speak for themselves. Have a wonderful day, dear reader ❤

Just a quick Australian word dictionary


Days are just passing by.

The first week at school is called “intensives” and it was very intense. There were so many things we needed to go through, and so much information! I have learned a lot already, so it was challenging and nice at the same time. Next week will fortunately be more quiet. I only have school two days.

But hey. I got a job! It is so funny. Suddenly I got a text-message in Norwegian from a flower-shop I delivered a resume to. The owner turned out to be Norwegian. If that is not enough, my colleagues speak Spanish, so it is kind of genius since I really need to practice mine.

I need to learn a lot about flowers now. But I really like it. I am learning to put them together in arrangements, and it is actually very funny!

// Where are those Opera house , Bondi-beach pictures?

To clearify. Yes. I live about 40 minutes with bus from every famous Sydney-tourist attraction you have ever heard of … Unfortunately I just haven’t had time to go there yet. I am going to, and I am going to take a lot of pictures. I promise. I just don’t know when … But stay tuned!

I have tried to make my room a little more personal with hanging up some pictures from home.

Mini Australian word dictionary

Maccas – You probably knew, or guessed that this means Mc Donalds. One of my first days here, I entered one to use their wifi, and they had named it “Wi-fry.” That made my day.

Thongs – Prenounced as tongues, which makes it really confusing. It does obviously not mean your tongue, but flip – flops. Those you have on your feet.

No worries – As I told you earlier. This is just used everywhere. I am not joking when I Say I hear this expression at least 20 times during a day.

Mate – Bro/ Friend. You knew that. I know. But it is just a funny word. Hahah.

Arvo – This afternoon. Also kind of confusing when these Aussies speak fast.

Before I left Norway, I invested in a bullet-journal. It is just so genius. I love it, and there is so many different things you can write in them! I try to keep things organized.

There are a lot of things you need to remember when you live by yourself, and not in the same house as mom and dad anymore. The bullet journal helps me with that. I use it to budget and write my time-tables. So organizing! I will probably show you more from it later.

Just a little detail in our stairs. Lavendel, one of my favorite flowers!

Have a wonderful day or night, depending on where on earth you are right now. Hehe. You will hear from me again soon! Hopefully with some fancy-er pictures in the nearest future.