Happy Easter//Birthday//April Fools

Yes yes, I know I'm a tad late, but I've been sooo busy eating my weight in chocolate doing very important things that I didn't have time to post about Easter, so I thought I'd write a little bit about what I got up to during this underestimated holiday.

So, fact of the day: Polish people are pretty Catholic. By 'pretty', I mean they pray when shit's going down, have a cross above the front of door and love the Pope (or at least they did when he was Polish). When it comes to yearly celebrations however, they do the whole shebang.  For Christmas, they start cooking in November and make enough food to feed a third world country. For Easter, it's a little quieter and rather kooky; the eggs are decorated with specials dyes and taken in a woven basket with a pinch of salt and a slice of sausage (don't ask) to church to get blessed by the priest. Then, you go home and eat. For 3 days straight. Bet you wish you were Polish right now, huh? Although me and my dad didn't make it to church (we're not big fans of little children handling baskets filled with eggs), we did have a traditional Polish breakfast consisting of salatka, jajka, slices of poledwica and buttered chlebek. Sounds like a bunch of jibberish to you I know - it's heaven to me. 

Anyway, Easter reminds me of the fact that I am one step closer to using a zimmerframe. Yes, my birthday is on the 1st of April. Yes, that's April Fool's Day. *Cue the X Factor emotional story music* Please, feel free to chuck eggs at my face/give me wrapped up empty boxes/tell me you're pregnant - I've had it all. Each year I dread the thought of getting older and so try to avoid planning anything until the very last minute. However, this year I really wasn't feeling doing anything - I've been feeling like crapota and just wanted to sit at home and watch The OC all day. My friend Nadine was having drinks with her work mates on Saturday night and invited me along; although I wasn't up for it at all, I agreed. When we arrived at Roadhouse in Covent Garden, I was curious as this was the place I've always wanted to come for my birthday. She led me to the back, and I was greeted with a table of my closest friends screaming 'surprise!' in my face. I did what any surprised human being would do - I cried. It was the sweetest thing I have ever had done for me, and everyone made so much effort to be there, including my friend Emily who had to battle the weekend trains and travelled 2 hours just to be there. It was such a lovely evening, and all thanks to Nat, my guardian angel.

My actual birthday was spent with my dad and Nat's family, which was lovely. We went to the cinema to watch Oz (which was ehh-mazing), ate cake, watched lots of rubbish TV and Nat got me a brand new Wacom Bamboo graphics tablet, which almost made me faint - now I can finally put my amazing stickman drawing skills to good use. And then....it turned 12, and it was no longer my birthday. It's crazy how we wait all year for one day, and then it's gone. Either way, it was a lovely day and I'm glad that I didn't have a midlife crisis and run away to Poland to live on a farm for the rest of my life.  

Paisley wrapping paper! Best part of the present clearly...

OH I almost forgot - incase you haven't realised I ombred my hair pink. As much as I would love to look like a giant ball of candyfloss, I don't think I have the courage to do the whole thing. Maybe one day. When I'm 50. 

Do you guys have any traditions that you like to upkeep? Let me know, I'd love to hear them :)



  1. I can't believe it's been a while since I dropped by here. Because you're not on WP anymore, you don't pop up on my reader. (Which is news to...no one, hah). But I do have you bookmarked in my Blogs folder. I actually replied to the comments you left on my blog ages ago but I didn't get around to responding to.

    You have awesome friends, and as unfortunate a birthday as you have, I'm glad it was amazing this year! I don't celebrate Easter myself (because I'm not Christian...but I do like the egg decorating stuff because we used to do it in my American school in Saudi, hehe).

    My traditions happen mostly during Ramadan. We cook special foods and eat with the whole extended family several times in the month. It's awesome, though it does get tiring about halfway through. (You have to refrain from eating and drinking throughout the entire day, from sunrise to sunset, for thirty days. You get used to it, but your body just starts to drain after the first two weeks). Good times!

    1. Awww!! I'm so glad you stopped by, I love your blog and it's nice to get some long comments to respond to :) A lot of my friends go through fasting several times during the year so I can imagine how hard it is to not eat or drink anything for a month - practically impossible for a foodie such as myself. Although I do think maybe one day I'll try it out myself, it would be an interesting experience! x

    2. Hehe, yeah it can be tough indeed. But I started fasting for Ramadan at nine years old, so it's been quite a while of me doing it. However, I had a Catholic-raised friend in Qatar who fasted the entire month with me once. He's quite the food fanatic too but he managed it, and said it wasn't too bad. If you do try it out, tell me what you think!

      And I'm so with you on the long comments, hehe. I treasure those, as rarely as they come. Returnin' the blog love straight to yours as well!


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