Real Life Strawberryoes

This is a offshoot of my 'everything' Tumblr acount ( http://strawberryoes.tumblr.com/ ), where I only post things from my real life. (You know, as opposed to reblogging that latest fandom gif or that picture of a delicious looking meal. Which I do, just not here.)

My name is Claudia, I'm a Canadian, who is also Dutch, but planning to move to Scotland. Welcome to my life.
M’s ‘welcome back’ gift to me.

M’s ‘welcome back’ gift to me.

The view from my temporary new bedroom.

The view from my temporary new bedroom.

macarons on Flickr.
I made macarons for the first time (berry and orange marmalade flavours), and to my great surprise, they turned out wonderfully!!…. except I was so pre-occupied with getting everything right, that i forgot to add food colouring to the shells :P Still though - proud baking moment, right there. (I followed Ladurée’s recipe for the shells from their Sucre cookbook, you can find the recipe around online)

macarons on Flickr.

I made macarons for the first time (berry and orange marmalade flavours), and to my great surprise, they turned out wonderfully!!…. except I was so pre-occupied with getting everything right, that i forgot to add food colouring to the shells :P Still though - proud baking moment, right there. (I followed Ladurée’s recipe for the shells from their Sucre cookbook, you can find the recipe around online)

Forgive me while I panic. 

I am permanently moving to another continent in 9 days. And the worst part is that I’ve more or less been having to prepare for that entirely on my own, which is a very confusing, and terrifying thing to have to face alone. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve hat a lot of support: my boyfriend (5000km) and I have been skyping as often as we can, and he’s looked into a few things for me, and my parents have been very supportive of my decision, and made some suggestions here and there, and all my friends are excited for me.

But let me tell you, when you’re moving to another continent, and your best friend is an ocean and 5 time zones away, it’s not easy, no matter how many “good for you”s and “I could never do what you’re doing, but I’m so glad you’re doing it”s you hear.

Gosh, I can’t wait to just BE there already. I’m such a ball of stress, and I’m so tried of being tense about this, I just want to BE THERE, and able to start making my life there (however difficult that may be, that’s a challenge I look forward to).

Why aren’t there free personal assistants for this?

M, just now:

"My legs are skinny but my jeans are skinnier"

*struggles to get out of jeans*

reflections on Flickr.
I was just having fun with the colours of the sunglasses, and then it turned into a sibling shot.

reflections on Flickr.

I was just having fun with the colours of the sunglasses, and then it turned into a sibling shot.