What The Surfer Said

22 May

“I used to feel so discouraged and depressed when things didn´t work out. Like, when I´d be working hard but with no real success. No opportunities coming my way. But then I realised I was doing something that I´d never done on a surfboard: I was trying to control the ocean. Which is impossible. The ocean has its own ways and you just have to be patient and confident that at one point this beautiful A-frame wave will appear, and then you have to be ready for it. So that´s how I´m living my life now. And that´s what I tell my friends when they´re feeling down: there´s a perfect wave on the way. It may take a while before it reaches you. But you better be ready for it.”

 

 

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Trying to Understand Migraines.

6 May

Trying to understand your migraines is like making a 1000 piece puzzle.

In the dark.

 

 

Definition of a Genius

29 Apr

“He´s a genius.

Which is a mentally ill person with an audience.”

 

– Tim Minchin

 

 

 

International Women´s Day

9 Mar

This is not a joke, I really mean it:

among the sexiest things I´ve ever heard a man say, were those comments that gave proof of the fact that he took care of household chores.

“I was just cleaning the living room when…”

“I still need to do the laundry…”

“I´ve gotta run down to the grocery store…”

Uah. Coolest guy in the world.

Or: if you want to know how to turn on a woman, better learn how to turn on a washing machine first.

 

 

 

How facebook hijacked our birthdays

9 Dec

Do you remember those big posters we had, back in the pre-facebook era? The ones that had the birthdays of all our friends and relatives marked on it? Birthday calendars, they were called. They hung in the toilet, where we would gaze at them intently while being held hostage by our bowel movements, using that time to ponder on similarities between people born under the same zodiac.

These calendars could also be found in hallways and corridors, where we would give them quick glances, reminding ourselves day after day not to forget someone´s birthday, then forgetting it anyway, and sending our loved one a birthday card which would arrive 5 days late, but with the self-reassuring message “better late than never!”

This doesn´t happen anymore. We don´t need to remember birthdays, because facebook is there to remind us. Ever since facebook took off, our birthday wishes have been arriving right on time and in greater quantities than ever before. But never before have these wishes been so worthless.

Worthless, really? Yes. Because when we send birthday wishes on facebook, we don´t do it because we remembered that person´s birthday. Facebook remembered. And those wishes, are they an act of genuine interest and care, or rather an automatic response to a programmed reminder? Of course we care, we say. Okay, but for how long? How long does it take to write that message and send it?

Weren´t we a bit more involved, back in the day when we had to remind ourselves of upcoming birthdays? When we went out to buy a card and write something on it (manually!), passing the card to other persons of interest, and then going to the post office, even spending money on a stamp and then mailing it…   Doesn´t all of that seem a bit more… I don´t know… valuable?

To be honest, I used to be very happy with all those birthday wishes on facebook. Until I realised how little they actually meant. Because I´d be sending those wishes too, to people I didn´t even care for that much. But it was all so easy –No, that´s not it. I didn´t do it because it was easy. I did it because not doing it was hard. It was hard to ignore that facebook message saying it was someone´s birthday that day. You´d feel like an asshole if you ignored that message. But what kind of motivation is that?

Two and a half years ago I quit facebook, and with that my birthday almost slid into oblivion. Except for a few people -some near, some far- who always seem to remember that date.Which I think is amazing.

I´m delighted when I receive a card or a message on my birthday. Knowing that someone actually remembered the date, and made the effort of sending me something personal to congratulate me, makes me feel loved and appreciated and cared for. Don´t get me wrong: I´m not the kind of person who makes a big deal out of birthdays. But I think it´s nice that we all have this one day a year that´s assigned to us, on which people let us know they´re thinking about us.

That´s why I have a birthday calendar, and that´s why I send birthday cards. Or sometimes just an email. Or sometimes nothing at all, because I simply forgot. But when I remember, it´s me who remembers.

Not facebook.

 

 

The Grumpy Mom Syndrome

23 Oct

Is exactly what it sounds like.

Diagnosis: when you make a joke and your child says:

“See, mum, you can be funny when you want to!”

 

 

 

The Queen Who Gave Back Her Crown

2 Sep

Miss U.K. Zoiey Smale decided to refuse her title after she was asked to “lose as much weight as possible” if she wanted to have a shot at winning the Miss United Continents Pageant.

You can read the whole story here.

I love it.

Such a cool, smart woman.