This is my 2nd Mother’s Day without mother and it’s time to put flowers on her grave (also both grandmother’s and sister lays there)
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My year in blogging (part 1)
Year 2014 is soon coming to an end. It’s time to recap. I went through every post and boy were there many. I had a few post in 2013 but it was only this year I started to write more. I had a few spelling errors but they were minor so nobody noticed. Here is my countdown in short.
January
It started on January 1. I wanted a fresh start after my mother died. Blogging was one of them. Zero to Hero challenge was a good start. That helped a lot and taught me about blogging. It got my blog “out there” I also got a OMG moment. I never knew my family would share a birthday with so many actors. Especially with Lee Pace. So proud of that 😀
I took part in Weekly Writing challenge (still do) I wrote “In the mind of a dolphin killer” Inspired by the dolphin and small whale slaughtering in Taiji which still goes on.
45 posts
February
It was the Winter Olympics month. Finland won bronze in ice hockey. The ladies got silver in cross-country skiing and men won gold. After the Zero and Hero challenge was over, it felt like blogging wouldn’t be so much fun. But I still kept going. I wrote about Sherlock and the actors who’s played him. Then Finland went crazy because Benedict Cumberbatch was seen in the country.
20 posts
March
I wrote about introversion. Wrote my first fanfiction based on movie/book character. The Oscars were a farce. Some movie called Gravity won most of it and American Hustle won none. Good thing was that I got more followers. I also wrote what I found humorous.
18 posts
April
Blogging 201 and IBQ Writing Prompt but the latter wasn’t very long. I did write the 100th post on my blog. But still I didn’t get that many comments. I bought The Hobbit book to read it the 2nd time. Nothing beats a DVD of The Desolation of Smaugh though.
29 posts
May
It was my first Mother’s Day without mother. The series 24: Live another day finally arrived on Finnish TV so that was a great comfort. Finland also won silver in Men’s Ice hockey world championship. I also got accepted to the photography school I applied to.
15 posts
Stay tunes for part 2.
Having your pie and eat it
I don’t think I’ve never eaten any other pie than apple pie. In Finland it’s more like a cake then a pie. My mother had a friend who had apple trees in her garden. In autumn we got apples from her and we did apple cake. We did it together. That was our mother and daughter time. Apple pie is at its best when it’s a bit cold. More the apples are sour, the better. Pastry is always best when it’s a few days old. We ate it without custard but sometimes with ice cream.
Eating pie doesn’t need special occasions. It can just be as a dessert or if you want something sweet to eat. It’s healthier to eat something if you’ve made it yourself. Also making pastry with fruit is healthy. If you buy pies from the store, you never know what you get. When you do it from scratch, you know what you’re eating.
When I was a child, one of my dream jobs were a baker. I loved to bake. But when I got older, I realised it wasn’t as much fun as I thought. Besides waking up early is not my cup of tea. I prefered the eating part. I used to bake with my mother but now when she’s gone, it’s not the same. Doing it alone is hard work. But I have baked a dry cake after her death, a sweet tooth as I am.
We did gingerbread at Christmas, cream cakes for birthdays or dry cakes for no special reason. Sometimes when we had something else in the oven, it was handy to do pastries. We also did cinnamon rolls and buns. I was always afraid to take stuff out of the oven. I think I burnt myself once so I was a bit careful. My mother said I would get used to use the oven and she was right. I’m not afraid of it anymore.
I prefer cakes to pies. Come to think about, I have eaten other than apple pies but those were was small ones that you can buy from the store. Maybe I will bake one day a pie with a crust. I’ve never done those. American pies I think they’re called. Looks like hard work after looking at pie recipes online. I rather have someones elses pie and eat it.
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