What happened to those baking molds?!

 Good evening everyone, 

The sun is finally down and the night is cooling down. It's much more to my liking. The night is a period to breathe during this heathwave. 

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My baking molds where delivered, just on the wrong adress. It turned out they where not scooped away or held back by the C.I.A (And why should they? I don't act suspicious, most off the time) 

I turned out to have typed in the wrong house adress and they where delivered at my neighbour. I'm a lucky person to have such a helpfull neighbour who was looking for the right adressed at the label. I'm the lucky owner off new Nordic Baking ware! (And I'm a bit stupid😉) I shouldn't get my brain burned during this heathwave. Usually nothing good comes from that when it happens. 

Now I'm all clean and showered, waiting for the last medication time and then go to bed. I feel tired despite to have been in all day. I owe the Ladybug Guardian Angel who helped with getting my parcels delivered today a picture off TuttiFrutti cake. (And probably a slice. But I don't know how to get it there.) So when it's not too hot outside anymore, and we're finished with that one baking I made an appointment about with de Boed, (To be continued...) he can expect a picture off TuttiFrutti cake, molded in a Nordic Ware loafpan. It's worthit! Hopefully I can safe a boring Sunday which would otherwise turned out to be plain and empty at de Boed, community centre in Zaandijk. A small village in the Netherlands. I hope TuttiFrutti cake is actually good. I never tried it to be honest but it's worthit a try. 

Allright, that's about it - 

Thank you for reading.  

Good evening at the 12th off August, 2022.

 Good evening everyone, 

Today we´re in the middle off a heathwave. I´m lucky I can stand it inside my home. But it´s scorching hot outside without a cloud in sight. There is a thunderstorm promised on Monday and that's about time for it to cool down. I have to withstand this the entire weekend. 

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So, today is for staying in all the time and doing little. Aside from unwrapping parcels I ordered online. Trying to decorate my home and purchasing nice items online for it gives my life somewhat off a purpose. I can't go overboard with shopping, but I purchased a large mirror and a poster off The Great Wave, a Japanese traditional art classic. I forgot material to hang my poster on the wall so I need to attempt a place where they sell said material, I'm probably going to order it among my next big order online and put it to use. It's been a good idea to purchase those items. My place could use it. (It looked a bit boring and cheap in here.) 

Next first world problem: A pile off cardboard a homeless could build a villa with. It needs to be thrown away but it's too hot for that so I await for the temperature to cool down so I can get to the thrash bin to dump it. Seriously, it's a lot. And it makes me somewhat a-social. Plundering websites in these expensive times and collecting such a pile off cardboard. That's not good for the environment and they could have made books out off those boxes. Still, I somehow need comfort shopping and solving my peronal space to give myself more fullfillment. I could have finished it all within a year and feel empty again. Just too bad. I could also see where the ship strands when I'm finished with this project and head to the next project. It's scorching hot outside. I have little other to do than being inside behind my computer all day (Post funny stuff online, shop a bit- that sort off things.). 

I don't know how people can stand these temperatures at places where it's common to be hot outside. It doesn't sound like a place for me to live. I'm glad I own a fan to cool my bedroom. 

My Nordic Ware still isn't delivered. Sometimes I suspect the post company to keep it behind from me and not deliver to me on purpose. Since they think I'm just a poor nobody and they better deliver it to some rich person who can put it better to use and who is more vulnerable and en vogue. What am I to do with Nordic Ware? Life can be unfair that way. But it's probably not the truth. (I hope it's not.) Maybe some higher hand from the post company or the iluminati is behind all this and doesn't want me to own fancy baking molds. That's probably not true. But my mind scoops it there and makes that out off them delivering late. But I paid for them and it's my right to get them delivered. (It's in the Dutch law: Once you paid for something, it's their plight to deliver and it's yours once you paid.) 

I wish to own that loaf pan so I can make TuttiFrutti cake. (I own a new baking book. It has a receipe for TuttiFrutti cake). You could serve it to them like any other cake, you could also serve it to them fancy style and molded to true beauty. Anyone who gets a slice or sees that loaf off cake will probably be made happy the entire day. (And how about them eating it?) I need it to fullfill my mission: Help people cope with the crisis and soften their day with cake and other bakings. Discussion closed, I need that loafpan just as much as some pretty edgy tut with a big house and big money on her bank account. And the XL bundt pan can make any christmas a feast. I hope I can still take it they are slow on delivering my stuff. I hope I won't be overheated or stressed due to it. It works on my nerves, though. 

I'm looking forward to Christmas, let's keep it at that. It's scorching hot outside today and it's not the most sane thought or ideal to hold on to. I'm also thinking 'Valentines' day.' when making something romantic. Half a year and two days untill Valentines' day and it's probably just as normal as any other day for me. I'm not expecting something special. But maybe I can take baking to a nice level and bake something romantic for de Boed that day. So I'm still celebrating it a bit though it's not much. I need fancy loaf pans, bundt pans and books to keep on being challenged. Just like a man who buys new gear for his cars, boats, camping or sports hobby all the time, I got a bit off an ego in baking. (I won't say 'a dick.' since I'm a woman. But you got it, probably) I also own a cookiegun (Or cookie press as how it's also called) Which still has to be put to use. I was planning on baking blue cookies with it, but given the people at de Boed are a bit short-minded and conservative when it comes to food, I better keep it at a nice cookie colour (Golden brown, preferably) I also wish to create rosettes with the cookie gun. Looking like a poof off cupcake frosting. (You can also do that with cookiedough when piped well) And it seems like they won't be distrusting such a cookie, as long as it's cookie-coloured instead off blue or purple. 

It's too hot anyway to bake but I'm fussing over it already. I promised myself the cookiegun earlier on this year for fullfilling a course in mental education. I didn't buy it back then for some reason, but now I own one. It's a year filled with buying items somehow. What a year, what a year. I hope the world makes it alive untill Christmas. I feel like baking a lot off fun things for christmas this year and I'm thinking off keeping you informed on this weblog. Like some sort off an artist, or a man with a hobby and a hurt ego, I can say: 'It's never enough.' Somehow I always wish to shoot for more and let's put those items and books to use. It's probably only going to benefit those who eat and me- since I love baking. But it's too early for christmas. Let's await the end off summer, fall and Halloween first and bake them stuff for that. (Traditionally seen, these are perfect occasions to bake.)

Allright, that's about it for now - 

Thank you for reading.      

      

Good evening at the 10th off August, 2022.

 Good evening everyone, 

Today was bright and sunny and the first day off this heathwave. I have stood it quite well. Working in a kitchen with airconditioning and staying inside all day afterward. 

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Today was for staying in a lot or I would have been burned by summer heath. I'm lucky de Boed's kitchen has airconditioning and it wasn't hot already in the morning. I have good hopes I will make it through this heathwave if I stay inside a lot amongst aircos and fans. 

Today's soup at de Boed was Creamy Mushroom. It tasted perfect and I made quite a large pot off it this morning. I think we won't get out off it tomorrow and it's a bit off a waste. We are with quite a group off eaters and I have fans among them, but I made such a large pot off fresh mushroom soup, I doubt I can get out off it entirely tomorrow. Only Leviaan people can eat with unfortunately. Otherwise I might have advertised online for people to have a bowl off fresh mushroom soup tomorrow. Making large amounts sometimes doesn't come in handy since I think it's a bit off a waste for it not to be eaten. Still- Creamy Mushroom is a queen among soups and people loved it. 

For those off you who are new to this blog: I make fresh soup every week at a community centre dedicated to mental health and I do so on a volunteer base. I keep up with it for almost two years and it's often received as great by my fellow clients and staff who works there. In September it's two years. Never waste a good crisis they say. During the Corona pandemic, when de Boed had to solve a lot off issues and worked on their new program, they asked me to make soup every Wednesday and I agreed. At least it was good for that. De Boed was allowed to be open since it's a care organisation providing daycare for mental people (I'm a mental patient myself). The world might have become mad and expensive- The mushroom soup was still good.  

De Boed still has issues. They are short on staff and a lot off things on the program have quit due to that, but my soup still continues. I wish for it to be an institute off comfort for those who need a bowl off good vibes and comfortfood and who wish for their lunch to be good at least once a week. I can do at least that for mankind. (I'm an idealist who believes in a better world) I shared my receipe with a caretaker who wished for a bowl off soup, and a mushroom soup receipe. 

I wish we could advertise for tomorrow for more people to come for soup since it's such a large pot we have left. But I'm not allowed to do so since it's for clients and staff only. 

Today was for not being tired after just a tiny thing. I could make soup and still be on my feet afterward, despite to have rested in my own home afterward. 

Tonight was for carrots on the menu. I also have dinner at de Boed and it's often potluck and accept what they serve each day. Carrots with boiled potatoes and a chicken sausage. It wasn't too bad tonight for potatoes, vegetables and meat. (Zaans geluk) They have a habbit off also serving potatoes, vegetables and meat on Sundays and then we're not so lucky. But maybe I'm a big snob for thinking that. I got myself off off bailing we don't have pastries with our morning coffee. I thought to myself: 'But it's too expensive to serve pastries each morning. They have to keep the thing affordable for everyone.' I have to deal with it just being cookies most off the time. I could live with my own advice. Sometimes I wish I was enlightned enough to be wise enough to have accepted it before. But appearently I needed to get a hold on my own spoiledness over that.  

Despite it being sober, I love having my morning coffee each morning at de Boed. Sometimes sided with reading the newspaper. The whole building reads the news from it, local and worldwide and it's not high end but still- a good source off news for easy readers. Het Noord-Hollands dagblad editie Zaanstreek. It's not high quality, but it does for a morning read. And that's the way my days go by: Medication, coffee, sometimes reading the news. I'm glad they serve coffee for free since my own coffeemaker is broken. I need a new coffeemaker. And my TV is broken, so I'm glad I can read the news each morning there. Today I haven't read the news but who knows tomorrow. It's good to keep up with the latest news about the crisis. It's good to know what situation we're in. I need a new TV and a new coffeemaker. Times are already expensive as they are. Hopefully I can find something soon. 😉   

Allright, that's about it- 

Thank you for reading.  

Good evening at the 9th off August, 2022.

 Good evening everyone, 

Today was a warm and bright summer's day. It's promising to be a heathwave starting tomorrow. Wish me luck!

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Today I had eggs left on the shelve which had to be used up. I decided to make chocolate cake with it this monday (Before grocery shopping) and purchased ingredients to do so. I didn't take it very economical, but I could use a new baking book with a great receipe in it for chocolate cake with almond flour. It worked out well and I made the day for those who attend de Boed and who had a slice. I got complimented on it all the time. I served it somewhat warm out off the oven. 

We had a slice with our afternoon coffee and I'm gratefull to myself I made something good out off the coffee moment. It's always good to do something with your hobby. Especially if you can put it to use for other people. It helped me in my mission: Help them through the crisis. As far as it seemed I made their day with it today. I can be proud off myself. I can't actually solve their issues, but I can bake them cake and make them have a good time and enjoy a slice off cake every often. I'm glad I purchased that baking book for my birthday. It's filled with usefull receipes and advices. 

I made chocolate cake, then went for afternoon coffee and it made me tired while on other days I can easily handle such happenings. Today I felt exhausted at dinner and I can't explain to you why it made me more tired than what it does usuall. I hope I'm not some kind off demon who got actually drained by acts off kindness like making people chocolate cake with their coffee. I hope it's not the start off decay after my 30th birthday. That seems a little bit early on but I'm as tired as a horse. I hope it's not the sugar from my baking. That would be a disaster- growing so tired from my own bakings. It would not help my mission to bake myself sick! 

Soon the doctor will get me a bloodtest. To see if nothing strange is happening inside me according to said test. I'm so tired, I hope I won't die from the cause. (But I promised somewhere not to build up tense by claiming to die all the time like some off my blogs might have insisted in the past. - that's downright annoying to read) I feel so incredibly tired all the time and it's not  healthy.  

I hope I will be around a long time, to bake even more stuff, and to be there for my mom. I don't care much about the rest off the world. I love having people in my surrounding who love me, but it's not as important as mom. Mom is a reason to live, so is creative baking and making people happy with it. All the other things don't matter that much to me. I don't have much reasons to live outside it. I wouldn't like it to abandon my mom on earth if I had to be transferred to the other world. I just hope General Practice can help me out for once with something. 

Despite I can be proud off myself today, I feel so tired it's hard to stand by it. I just wish I was more healthy. Life is hard when you're sick. Physically and mentally, and all the time. Not just a short period off time, but your entire life. It takes a toll. It's unfair and it hurts but I have to live with it. Despite there was cake, I'm doing bad so my cake helped me through aswell. It really was heaven in your mouth. I hope I can continue my mission, both for me and for the people at de Boed. It helps me aswell to bake them stuff. (I love baking.) 

Soon there will be a heathwave and baking stuff will have to stand still and I'm not capable to bake people stuff since I can't in hot weather. As soon as the scorching temperatures are over, it's about to start again. So today's cake was a 'the last before a tropical heathwave.' cake. 

I think this chocolate cake also lends itself perfectly for valentines' day. Just in case you are looking for that perfect treat for a loved one on the 14th off February, almost half a year after this month and I don't know why I'm looking forward to valentines' day. What are you to do with valentines' day? You might ask. You don't have a love in your life. And that's true. Still decadent chocolate bakings are a good idea on that day I think. 

It's strange how we are always looking forward to summer, but when summer's here and temperatures rise, we all complain how hot it is. I don't like summer heath. It's not my time off year to be honest. Despite to have had my birthday this season. I long for snow to fall and it to become christmas when it's this hot. Let's hope it won't be this year due to enhighered gas prices and people not being capable to pay those bills already. So let's hope it will be soaky wet rain for christmas and winter instead off snow so the ground will be hydratated again and the drought isn't such an issue anymore. Let it rain! Let it rain! But when it's this hot outside, I long for snow, and christmas, and christmas glitters. I hope I won't get sick from summer heath this year. 

Life is hard this period off time. I hope we all get out off the missery untroubled. It takes a toll from most. Let's hope it's not a too hard one. 

Allright, that's about it- 

Thank you for reading. 

Good evening at the 7th off August, 2022.

 Good evening everyone, 

Today was bright, hot and sunny and the weather is promising even more hot weather for next week. I'm not looking forward to it. 

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My birthday was a succes. The quark tarts where well received on Friday, and we had a small celebration at de Boed with music for me and a volunteer who also had her birthday that day. People said they loved my quark tart and they enjoyed my birthday that day and I received a lot off birthday cards and congratulations from everyone. 

I needed a trolley to bring all off them to de Boed. Luckily I could borrow one from them. I adjusted edible silver decorations on top off my quark tarts Friday. 

Saturday I had the celebration with my family. We went to a pancake restaurant at de Zaanse Schans and it was such a lovely day. It was sunny, we could sit at a fancy terrace in a beautifull surrounding with all the green houses, the atmosphere and the flowers and the pancakes where wonderfull. I made a good decision on taking my family out to a restaurant for my 30th birthday. It felt nice and it wasn't crowded yesterday and we had fun talking and eating pancakes and cheesecake for dessert. I got nice presents and I'm not robbed in money. It was affordable yesterday. Life was good at that moment and I hope I will remember it for a long time since it's something to cherish. My family highly appreciated and they all had fun yesterday. It made their day, too. It was that good off an experience. 

de Zaanse Schans is good for 6 million tourists a year. It's often crowded with tourists from all corners off the world. 

It was a good idea. 

I found I could order a few special Nordic Ware items with a high discount at a website where I have been saving points from products. That way I got two Nordic Ware items this year for my hobby by making a lot off quark tarts. 

I expect this year to become hard and expensive for a lot off people. So it's probably a good thing to continue my mission: Bake them stuff that will help soften sharp edges. And boring Sundays.  

Today was for sleeping in after getting medication from the office and taking it easy after yesterday. Though it didn't take too much off a toll and I could keep up well, I was still a bit tired today. I had my aunt saying my dad would have been proud off my life if he could see it and that ment something for me. I have build up something good from the bottom on I can be proud off. Despite it's often boring and depressing, I do my utmost best to stand tall and give it my best. I do well in working for what I earn. I don't do well in mind, since they are fussing over medication all the time with me, though I have the feeling my mind is a bit calmer than usuall so it's heading the right direction as far as I can say. I have been behaving well this weekend! Like every weekend, every day, I do so. 

I don't deserve the reputations they like to put up on me in Vana Events circles. I could have wrecked the live chat on the wickerbeast burning last night and call Mark a jackass instead off a horse. But I haven't done so despite to have thought it. 'That's not a horse, it's a donkey. A big Jackass.' (I'm still sharing it with you on here. But it's to illustrate the matter.) I have behaved well yesterday and kept it in. (Mark is geen paard, maar een grote ezel.) And I don't know if I find the message off this wickerbeast so trustworthy, given there is a lot off fights and jealousy in those circles. People can't behave well sometimes. There are a lot off things going on about jealousy and it's sickness number one among them. aside from playing naive and stupid so they are not seen as suspicious. I have to see this wickerbeast works before I believe what it's been put up for. Like I told them in a postcard: 'Women among each other are just a bunch off chickens.' Did I offend someone or what? I have seen Mark and a few other men in chickensuits on stage on one event on a video and now they made a cattle off horses out off it to feel better about themselves. To keep from being offended over my postcard. To be honest, I don't believe this wickerbeast. 

If they keep on doing this, I know I've hit a spot and it's probably been more right than they want to admit. Women (and men) among each other are a bunch off chickens in their circles. Let's hope it doesn't spark over to every day life off North-Holland, where women are hard working and down to earth and helping each other instead off gossiping the shit out off each other. That's just not how most off us are here. Let that stay in South-Holland and Brabant, or Utrecht for that matter, (Where most off them live) where women are jealous bitches sometimes.   

Tomorrow is the start off a heathwave. Actually it has already started today and I hope I can make it through. I hate summer heath and what I need to do is to keep myself fresh and clean. It's also a period off mourning since it's been 10 years since my dad has passed away. 10 awfull years which haven't done good for me. I hope I will make it through next week. The week off the 16th off August is not the best week off the year for me. My dad is missed and it's going to be awfully warm. It's already not to my liking. The previous 10 years have been hell to me. My curtains have already been closed a lot this year due to summer heath. To keep bright sunlight out. I have been inside a lot since I burn easily since my skin is so pale and I'm somewhat allergic to too much sunlight. I could pass for a vampire nowadays if I wasn't so fat. (I'm not a vampire.) 

Winter is depressing, summer is scorching. Both is not to my liking. It's never good enough so it seems. Maybe life would be better if I was less alone and had a love to care for (And he for me.) I have been single  my entire life (I kid you not) and it's been lonesome. I wish I had love in my life. But it's hard to find that. Love, or a vampire victim (Masculine) And I wish for him to do the dishes and clean the house since I can't do that myself. Love would make life less lonesome. At least I hope it would. And I'm likely to suck him out since I'm a mental patient who needs care on all levels. I'm giving a lot off positive vibes back, though. (If I'm to his liking) I'm a mental patient in a care home. I should stay single for common sense' sake. But it's so alone to be single. 

I wish I wasn't alone in this world. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 

Thank you for reading.           

Good evening at the 3th off August, 2022.

 Good evening everyone, 

Today was sunny and bright most off the time and it's still incredibly warm this summer's night. 

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I have a hard head about catching sleep tonight if it keeps on being this warm. It's almost unbearable but I have to take it. I have a fan in my bedroom and I just hope the night will cool down enough when it's dark so I can sleep, and my fan did it's work well. 

Today there was no Wednesday Soup. I was about to make Creamy Mushroom since it's my birthday week and I wanted something festive this week. Probably luck by an accident since it's too hot outside for a cream based soup and I suppose it wouldn't have done well for most people. Next week I'm going to try better. Why there was no soup? Because de Boed had forgotten it's groceries this week. People did miss their soup today, though. Today was for spending a great deal off my time inside my home and ordering birthday cake for my personal celebration on Saturday. I ordered online since a voice adviced me that. It came in handy this time and I'm glad we will have a cake on Saturday short before going to de Zaanse Schans, but voices are often not to be listened to! Though this one came in handy since it keeps me from walking to the bakery on Saturday during this incredible summer heath that's predicted. 

So- Lucky me. Yesterday I also ordered some new clothes for my birthday. I'm taking this day kinda serious this year and I'm right- I turn 30 this year and it's worthit a celebration. If I'm lucky my new clothes will arrive tomorrow and I will try them on the 5th. I'm so glad people can order a lot off stuff online nowadays since it keeps me from heathstrokes in shops, probably. Let's be gratefull for the internet since where would we be without it nowadays? 

I just hope I can manage the small walk to de Zaanse Schans this Saturday evening. I wish it would rain the entire day and the country would cool down that day. That makes it better capable for me to walk somewhere to begin with. I don't mind rain, I just hate summer heath. I'm glad the sun is down and it will cool down a bit if we're lucky. Rain this weekend would be healthy for this country. I just hope the heath won't keep me from blogging. I don't know who reads this, but I hope I can keep on writing you about my daily issues in psychiatrics. 

Next tuesday won't be an alms for dinner since de Boed decided to make pasta salad next week, the Farfalle one I hinted them earlier on and I hinted it to them for the upcomming week. Often we're not so lucky. It often feels like an alms they have been cooking up for us, unfortunately. (Aalmoes.) And people think I'm wrecking McDonalds or fastfood restaurants often because off my weight. That charity handout we eat all the time? Sometimes it's not even good enough for fastfood. I wish I could cook my own food more and decide what's on the menu myself. I'm not a hamburger wrecker or a fastfood queen, by the way. I just wish I could cook with fresh vegetables and fresh fruits more and eat very healthy but it's too hard to manage that for myself. The supermarket is far away from this place and especially with such summer heath, it's un-doable. But these weeks we're a bit more lucky than usuall, since I helped thinking out the menu for next week and they take count off the weather this time. (Often they can put a winter stamp on the menu when it's 30 degrees celsius outside.) So it's a pasta salad next week, and only one time potatoes, vegetables and meat and they do carrots on that day. That's sort off acceptable for now. We're a bit more lucky than usuall next week. I think I should look up receipes like the pasta salad to be put on the menu and see I request them as often as possible! (We're a bit more lucky with food during weekdays.) I'm glad our kitchen is almost a democracy where it can be talked over what we wish to eat. At least for some days the next week. 

Allright, that's about it- 

Thank you for reading.    

Good afternoon at the 2nd off August, 2022.

 Good afternoon everyone, 

It's cloudy yet warm in the Netherlands. This morning I was in the sun for 15 minutes and then had to go out off it because off a danger for a sunburn (My skin is that sensitive) but now it's cloudy and it's damp and stuffy outside. I wish it would rain for two weeks in a row. So the drought can be solved. 

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Tonight I slept well. Probably thanks to a bit extra medication. I have slept bad for two nights, and this night was finally a good night. 

It's Lugnasadh today. A pagan celebration to the grain harvest. Traditionally seen, you should bake a bread but it leaves me puzzled since I'm not capable to bake a yummy bread. I simply don't know how to do so. So I just had bread from the supermarket this morning. I'm not even going to bake cookies. Not because I don't respect it. People have accused me a lot off not respecting paganism, but that's not true. It's simply because the 5th is my birthday and I'm going to make de Boed three quark tarts for that day, and I will celebrate my birthday with family the 6th. I have a few celebrations this period and it's a bit much to do something today. I already made some space in my refridgirator for all those quark tarts. But the gods probably prefer a bread, or a grain cookie and a ritual to go with it. Usually I have the idea the gods off prosperity are on my side. Despite not celebrating their day their way. Usually I have enough and even more than what I need for a lot off things. I don't have money and I am not rich, but I have a good quality off living. I could be gratefull over that. Lugnasadh is also a time to be gratefull for what goes well. The food here is often a practice in gratitude since it's more off an alms most off the time than a festive meal. But my standard off living, despite it being very small, is a good one. I don't have much, but what I have is good. As long as I take it sober in general, I can afford. I have done it sober my entire life and I always have been poor. So what I have now is not so bad as long as I don't lose my head and go overboard with money. - But that's not likely to happen. I don't smoke, I don't drink expensive bottles off alcohol, I don't gamble, I don't have sex, I don't do drugs. I don't have a family to feed. I spend money on fun posessions and good quality laundry wash on a discount. 

I can be gratefull I'm wealthy on a small scale and I rather have this than a mocking husband who over-complains about life and does nothing to solve issues himself. (I don't even have a husband. I don't owe explainations on spending my money on fun things.) I can also take it very sober after my birthday period without an explaination to anyone because we went to a pancake restaurant. But let's await the celebration first. I have money from gifts from my family I wish to spend on it. I saved it up and that's what I use it for this year. I don't know if I could have done it without gifts. But let's say I can treat them to a dessert after their pancakes and the celebration doesn't has to be sober. 

I don't know about the next weeks, but we can use a celebration. At least I can after years off sobriety and a year off expensive bills, even more issues and groceries increasing in prices ahead. I'm turning 30, so a celebration is allowed. 

So yes, for me personal- it's a period off gratitude for life itself. That's not a practice, or sarcasm. It's the truth. 

I expect another year off having to take it sober and war consequences from the war in Ukraine. So we're probably poor, cranky and cold in winter this year. Lugnasadh is a celebration off the grain harvest. It's good to wish for the war in Ukraine to stop and the world to have acces to it again this period off time. A lot off people are starving to death because off it and in this country people also befall victim to it. It's the time off year to practice magic for grain and flour to be available again the next period. And to stop the war in Ukraine so people don't have to be cold in winter, I'd say! Instead off competing over costumes, you could also put this time off year to practicall use and massively put on pagan spells and rituals against the war so the world has acces to grain again. Mind over matter. 

Allright, that's about it- 

Thank you for reading.