I Love, Love, Love, Love, LOVE Spring!!

                

The pictures say it all (hence why I’m not even going to bother trying to write a post worthy of accompanying their beauty). I was simply walking around the block with Bella and using my normal old point-and-shoot camera to capture these. Did I mention that I love spring, love bright colors, and love pretty flowers.

Switzerland = Amazeballs!!

                                           

           

I thought since I was sharing photographs I might as well alternate them between left and right to be all artsy pretend I am very creative. 

I Love, Love, Love, Love, LOVE Spring!!

                

The pictures say it all (hence why I’m not even going to bother trying to write a post worthy of accompanying their beauty). I was simply walking around the block with Bella and using my normal old point-and-shoot camera to capture these. Did I mention that I love spring, love bright colors, and love pretty flowers.

Switzerland = Amazeballs!!

                                           

           

I thought since I was sharing photographs I might as well alternate them between left and right to be all artsy pretend I am very creative. 

The Three Best Things About Being Home

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’ve been lazy and have a lot of posts to catch up on to fill you in on my life and whatnot, but I just just had to take a quick moment to share my excitement about being back home in Switz after being in America for over 2 months!!

Best Thing #3: Beautiful flowers in my house (and all outside in nature). Spring is here!! My mother-in-law left me some amazing springtime beauties in the house, plus get this: there’s an adorable little flower field near my house where I can go cut down my own. Fresh flowers, freshly picked every week and I just drop a couple of bucks in the donation collection box?? Yes, please!!

Best Thing #2: I have my own car!!! While I was away, my awesomely wonderful husband bought me what is quite possibly the cutest car that exists in the world. Initially I named her Black Beauty II (in honor of Black Beauty I, my Jetta in San Diego). However, once I laid eyes on my new baby, I knew there was only one name worthy enough for her magnificence. Meet Fabia. You know, the girl version of Fabio.

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Well, really I had to change the name anyway because my mom told me Black Beauty is a drug street name and she “didn’t like it”. So, welcome to the family Fabia! 

Best Thing #1: My baby Bella. This was the longest I’ve ever been away from my doggie and it was terrible! The last time I left her alone for a significant period of time she didn’t talk to me for a week. She wouldn’t even let me pet her for more than 30 seconds (I mean, she’s a dog, she can’t turn down a petting, but she wanted it to be clear she was still mad after she got some. Sounds like some of your ex-boyfriends?). But this time she was immediately loving… or at least in her way of loving, which means she allowed me to pet her.

 Bella and I have an open relationship so I’m allowed to cheat on her and pet other dogs, which I did repeatedly throughout my two months in America.

The Three Best Things About Being Home

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’ve been lazy and have a lot of posts to catch up on to fill you in on my life and whatnot, but I just just had to take a quick moment to share my excitement about being back home in Switz after being in America for over 2 months!!

Best Thing #3: Beautiful flowers in my house (and all outside in nature). Spring is here!! My mother-in-law left me some amazing springtime beauties in the house, plus get this: there’s an adorable little flower field near my house where I can go cut down my own. Fresh flowers, freshly picked every week and I just drop a couple of bucks in the donation collection box?? Yes, please!!

Best Thing #2: I have my own car!!! While I was away, my awesomely wonderful husband bought me what is quite possibly the cutest car that exists in the world. Initially I named her Black Beauty II (in honor of Black Beauty I, my Jetta in San Diego). However, once I laid eyes on my new baby, I knew there was only one name worthy enough for her magnificence. Meet Fabia. You know, the girl version of Fabio.

 =

Well, really I had to change the name anyway because my mom told me Black Beauty is a drug street name and she “didn’t like it”. So, welcome to the family Fabia! 

Best Thing #1: My baby Bella. This was the longest I’ve ever been away from my doggie and it was terrible! The last time I left her alone for a significant period of time she didn’t talk to me for a week. She wouldn’t even let me pet her for more than 30 seconds (I mean, she’s a dog, she can’t turn down a petting, but she wanted it to be clear she was still mad after she got some. Sounds like some of your ex-boyfriends?). But this time she was immediately loving… or at least in her way of loving, which means she allowed me to pet her.

 Bella and I have an open relationship so I’m allowed to cheat on her and pet other dogs, which I did repeatedly throughout my two months in America.

The Little Surprises That Made A Big Difference

I’ve been told in the past that I’m a lucky person, and my first few days here have been so full of pleasant surprises (and smiles) that I can’t help but wonder if it really is true. It started before I even set foot in Switzerland – the woman who barely spoke any English sitting next to me on the plane insisted I share her homemade cookies with her. Way better than airplane food! And when I stepped out of customs with my bags, there were Florian and Bella, my new family, waiting for me with a rose, an “I love you” balloon, and 5 full minutes of hugs and kisses. When we arrived at the front door to our apartment, it was decorated with a Welcome Home banner and balloons with the Swiss flag. Florian had given me a key in June and there I finally was, excitedly opening the door to our new home.

Monday came my first test – the cleaning lady was coming and she didn’t speak much English. I told her hello, good morning, and that I don’t speak German I speak English. Then later I told her I was going jogging (for those of you who know me well, yes there was more walking than running involved). I also said it would be pleasing to me to shower when I came home 🙂 Not too bad!

And let’s be honest, the Swiss don’t have a reputation for being the warmest and frindliest culture on the planet. Yet there I was in Ikea trying to lift an unsufferably heavy box and two small & skinny women asked if I needed help. When I told them I only spoke English, they quickly changed launguages to accommodate me and asked again if I would like their help. I’m pretty sure even the three of us still couldn’t have lifted the box, but it lifted my spirits significantly to know that the Swiss are so willing to help a stranger. Huge relief for the new girl in town.

And I would be remiss if I didn’t mention the awe-inspiring beauty of the land here. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed little things like the daylight until 10pm and the gorgeous fresh air that blows through as we sit at our patio. I love that I can walk Bella safely at 11:30pm by myself in the pitch black and feel utterly and completely safe. And the natural flowerfields!!!!!! Around the corner is an insanely beautiful flower field where you can pick your own flowers!

But I’ve saved the best part for last… can you believe that when I was 14 I added to my bucket list that I wanted to run through a flowerfield? That’s where I’ll be this morning, picking my flowers fresh from nature to put around the house (in my new Ikea vases!) and frolicking about in the fields. Now that’s two things from my bucket list crossed off in 3 days (I’ve always promised myself I’d live in Europe at some point – check!).

The Little Surprises That Made A Big Difference

I’ve been told in the past that I’m a lucky person, and my first few days here have been so full of pleasant surprises (and smiles) that I can’t help but wonder if it really is true. It started before I even set foot in Switzerland – the woman who barely spoke any English sitting next to me on the plane insisted I share her homemade cookies with her. Way better than airplane food! And when I stepped out of customs with my bags, there were Florian and Bella, my new family, waiting for me with a rose, an “I love you” balloon, and 5 full minutes of hugs and kisses. When we arrived at the front door to our apartment, it was decorated with a Welcome Home banner and balloons with the Swiss flag. Florian had given me a key in June and there I finally was, excitedly opening the door to our new home.

Monday came my first test – the cleaning lady was coming and she didn’t speak much English. I told her hello, good morning, and that I don’t speak German I speak English. Then later I told her I was going jogging (for those of you who know me well, yes there was more walking than running involved). I also said it would be pleasing to me to shower when I came home 🙂 Not too bad!

And let’s be honest, the Swiss don’t have a reputation for being the warmest and frindliest culture on the planet. Yet there I was in Ikea trying to lift an unsufferably heavy box and two small & skinny women asked if I needed help. When I told them I only spoke English, they quickly changed launguages to accommodate me and asked again if I would like their help. I’m pretty sure even the three of us still couldn’t have lifted the box, but it lifted my spirits significantly to know that the Swiss are so willing to help a stranger. Huge relief for the new girl in town.

And I would be remiss if I didn’t mention the awe-inspiring beauty of the land here. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed little things like the daylight until 10pm and the gorgeous fresh air that blows through as we sit at our patio. I love that I can walk Bella safely at 11:30pm by myself in the pitch black and feel utterly and completely safe. And the natural flowerfields!!!!!! Around the corner is an insanely beautiful flower field where you can pick your own flowers!

But I’ve saved the best part for last… can you believe that when I was 14 I added to my bucket list that I wanted to run through a flowerfield? That’s where I’ll be this morning, picking my flowers fresh from nature to put around the house (in my new Ikea vases!) and frolicking about in the fields. Now that’s two things from my bucket list crossed off in 3 days (I’ve always promised myself I’d live in Europe at some point – check!).