Happy Easter!

The Easter eggs we found in the woods :)

Today I've been searching for Easter eggs in the woods. It's a family tradition to search for Easter eggs in the nearby forrest; the Easter bunny has been there and hidden them. Actually it's my mom who has hidden them before me and my brothers arrive ;) And yeah, we've known that for years, but it's funny to still keep the tradition.

We got three eggs each; one Fazer Mignon egg and two Lindts' eggs. Yummy :) I met Hanna nr.2 on Wednesday and when we were in the grocery shop we saw the Lindts' eggs - they looked very delicious, and I may tell you they tasted that too!

Vilken kom först; hönan eller ägget? :D

 In the afternoon my grandparents joined us and we ate a tasty meal together. Just a half hour ago my big brother left home for flying to Hong Kong. April 1:st he'll be in Tokyo. Nine days; the time he's been at home again, has passed so quickly. Now he's going to be in Tokyo for 4 months... We'll miss him!

Målade ägg av mig och min familj. Hihi, en av dem har redan kläckts ;)

Seeing someone you think you know

A few weeks ago when I still didn't know about my feet injury, I was at gym exercising. I saw a young, handsome man 15 meters away. I was certain about that I've seen him before. But where? I had no idea. I knew I hadn't talked to him or seen him at the gym before. Still it felt like I knew him...

Then I got it. I remembered seeing him on TV. Haha :D funny! I've watched him on a reality TV-show; Selviytyjät twice a week for a month. It's a Finnish version of Survivers. Of course I was this fan who didn't want to disturb him but couldn't stop stirring! When I first saw him; Harri, I couldn't believe my eyes, but last week I saw him again at the same gym. I'm sure it's him.

The both camps in the beginning. Harri is standing at the row behind; as the second from the yellow flag.

I'm still following the program on the TV-channel. I know that someone of the nine competitors that's left on the Island(s) in Malaysia will win the whole competition. Actually there's already a winner, 'cause they've filmed this competition in summer 2012. But the audience doesn't know who it is. And Harri is still one of the nine that is left in the competition. He could even be the winner!

It's funny how I recognized Harri at the gym. I would have felt soo embarrassed if I would have went to say "Hello, do we know each other?" :D But what I've heard it's pretty common that people recognize someone familiar from the telly. We think the persons we see is familiar because we recognize them by their looks or by their voices. But the place is different than when we've seen/heard them before. It's like the brain can't connect the person with the "wrong" place. And that's why we don't know how we know them and where we've seen them.

Another example about a similar situation; I saw a weather man from telly in a shopping center. I felt confused. First I thought it was my neighbour. But my friend, who also saw him, said we've seen him telling todays weather at channel four. A relative told me she'd seen a woman, who seemed so familiar, at a public place. My relative couldn't bring herself to talk to her. And that was certainly good, 'cause she remembered afterwards that it was her dentist she'd saw.

Funny isn't it? Has something like this happened to you too? I bet it has at some point, but you may not remember it :)

The pic is not mine, it's from: http://cdn.katsomo.fi/multimedia/static/webdav-content/sumokuvat/katsomo/ohjelmalogot/tositv/2013/01/1587707-max950x534.jpg

Achilles tendon injury

Two months ago I hurt my both feet; the ankles. Now they've healed, but my feet still aches. The calves of my feet plus heels are in bad condition. I had a doctor check my feet yesterday and I finally got an diagnosis; my achilles tendons are inflammated. Oh my... :O No wonder I have trouble with walking. I can't even walk barefoot at home; I must use indoor shoes, but still it aches. Sleeping without drugs is painful, fortunately I'm now on drug cure to normalize the irritation on the achilles tendons. And it helps for the pain too.

The treatment will cost a lot. And take time. I'm not happy with this, but it's a relief to know what I can do to help my feet heal. No tennis and running in weeks (or even months)... :( But calm exercise at the gym can be possible in a short time, maybe even next week. That means (muscle) strenght training only for the upper body; some weight lifting.

Physical therapy will be included to my treatment, but me and my parents haven't decided which medical company we want to use for this. The price of the treatment and the physiotherapists' knowledge of massaging and healing feet are in priority. We should find a good therapist soon.

I've never had a sports injury on this level of injury. Three years ago I sprained my foot twice in 2 months, but I overcame that pretty fast and easily; just by resting and not burden it too much. It was (and is still) important to think of what to wear; sneakers are looking great on but are bad for the feet...

Now it's just to try to think positive about this; I have a good reason to take it easy and do things that can be as funny as exercising. I can spend more time to watch movies, read, write, paint my nails, be with my family and much more. This weekend I'll mostly be inside, but eventually I can take short, but calm, walks to parks; sunbath in the early spring. I want to walk outside and take photos of the coming spring.

Right now we still have snow on the ground, but soon it will melt. Hopefully :)

Beautiful music

Found this actually on Spotify today, but here's a Youtube clip instead. I think Birdy is making very good music, at least for being a 17 years old girl. She has a great future in the music world and I'm her fan already <3  The song makes me relaxed, hope you like it!
 

A moment that made me cry happy tears

 Since I last wrote I've been sick twice, worked with kids, read a lot and started working out at a "new" gym. Much has happened yeah... What I'm really here to write about is this;

I want to share one particular experience that happened last week. It was after work when I went to the bus stop to take a bus home from working at a kindergarten. After a moment a woman with a little girl came. I listened to their talk and recognized the language as Spanish, Portuguese or Italian. I wasn't sure, so I listened further, took courage and asked in SPANISH if they were talking Spanish; "Hablan español?" and she looked surprised and answered yes, they are. Then she explained that she and her daughter are both living in Finland; the daughter is Spanish-Finnish. All this in Spanish really. She talked very fast, so it felt difficult to understand, but I managed, in some way :D The woman was in a good mood, but she seemed very surprised, that I was talking Spanish with her. That's very unusual at the streets in Finland, where the main languages are Finnish and Swedish. It was funny for myself to use the foreign language, which I've studied in school for years. It was my first time to use it in Finland; spontaneously talking Spanish to a stranger.

The moment, just a few minutes, talking to this stranger made me feel so, so happy that I wanted to cry. I didn't have much time to explain why I was speaking Spanish with her; I just told her that I understood some of what they were talking; the woman and her little daughter, before I interrupted them. And that I've studied the language in school. Then the bus came; we all took the same one. We stepped inside and sat apart from each other; me in the back and they in the front of the bus. No words were exchanged between us anymore.

But. Another. Thing. Happened.

Five minutes later, when they got off the bus they saw me still sitting in the back. The little girl smiled and waved to me. The woman laughed a bit and waved too. My heart melted at the view and I smiled and waved back to them. That thing made me cry, cry happy tears, but just a bit :') I don't know them and still they affected me in a good way. Weird isn't it? I'm so proud of myself not being a coward; I truly managed to speak Spanish, even though I think I made some grammatical errors. But that doesn't matter, she understood me anyway ;)

The lesson is to seek those happy little things in life. Those that makes you happy and think "I love life". This day I found that. I smiled the rest of the bus trip home. And I thought; "I want to do that again. Next time I hear someone speak Spanish I'll be friendly and small talk with them."

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