What is better than a spontaneous – GUACCA NIGHT – with the girls? Karlie, who has recently become my new roomie, had discovered a genius guacamole recipe that she wanted to test out. Unfortunately the food store only had useless, hard avocados. We ended up buying pre-made guacamole instead. One of that genius apps that allows you to order food all the way to your front door … That was an expensive luxury, and not really worth it. Let`s be real. Lesson learned. At least we got to have a really nice Guacca – night.
We also made vegan cookies! Recipe HERE, and I tried a new recipe on vegan cinnamon-rolls that might end up on the blog soon! What a nice evening with the girls. I only got to take a quick snapshot of Grace and Karlie. But Millie and Gabby also showed up a bit later on. And Jake joined the girls party too. He is officially part of our girls gang, haha. Such a nice evening! ❤
Life is what happens while I am trying to figure out what I want to do with it. While BITCH (takes one to know one) by Lennon Stella sums in the background, I have my hair in a bun and leaned towards the wall. It leaves blue marks on the white painting, but I am to lazy to do anything about it right now. I am doing my best to tone the yellow in this over bleached hair, on my project towards becoming blonde again. A couple of minutes later, I feel bad. I grab a makeup remover pad and do my best to rub the blue off the wall behind me. It won’t come off. Comparable to a lot of small mistakes we are doing in life, not realising that we are doing until they have left stained marks. Wow. How deep. This Monday afternoon. Well. Life in Australia is actually a bit more about here and now, witch is so different and good. At the same time I find myself thinking too much about the future, again. Why did nobody tell me that growing up gives your choices so much power?
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
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.
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.
Way too skinny jeans do not look good when they are ripped. (At least not on me)
To rip jeans yourself is harder than it looks on those youtube videos
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.
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 ♥
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! 🙂
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.
“I woke up all by myself this morning and felt so extremely awake. Sadly enough it took me about five seconds to realize that I had slept too long. It was indeed way to light outside to be 6 am. I was right. My alarm had not made a single noise. I was supposed to be at church 20 minutes ago. I ran out of bed and ate a quick breakfast before I finally left home. It was all fine. My leaders here are fortunately really nice. I came in time to grab an orange west and be a parking guard.
So the next Sundays I am going to serve in two of the three first services, and sit in one of them. I am also serving one in the evening. It sounds like a lot, but time went by really fast this morning, so I am honestly just excited. As I mentioned I am serving in the youth ministry, and I am convinced that I will learn a lot.”
Another day has started here in Sydney. But hey. I got my nose pierced the other day. Yes. It did indeed hurt. It still does actually. But it is worth it of course. The sun is shining I am on my way to school. I just realized that I have spent way too much money on coffee the last days. But I can not help it. It is literally half the price I pay back home, and the cold brew here is just so good! Hey. I even get a discount because I am a student. Anyways. I hope you have a wonderful week, my dear reader 🙂
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!