1 July

It’s been three days in a row that I woke up before 5 a.m. I did could have go back to bed and have another nap but I didn’t want to. Things are on my mind. And it’s 1st July.

It’s always like this…

The 1st of whatever, Mondays, 1st days of the month, 1st day of the year. You feel like you have to make a change, a restart. Right now, I like to change my diet.

Since the COVID-19 began, I have been slowly and slowly putting on weight. I would very much like to go back to the body I know, which is at least 10 kilos minus.

As I love to cook and to try, it’s never easy for me to lose weight, not to mention now I have two kids, which means carbs and sweets would always be within the reach distance. I’m not saying here that carbs is the devil, but in order to lose weight (specially fat), you have to keep the carbs down. It’s just my personal experience. Look back when I first came to Iceland, I weight almost as much I do today. I successfully lose 10 kilos by keeping carbs and added sugar at bay! I hardly ate any bread and pasta at that time, and NEVER chocolate or ice-cream.

The reason I like to change the diet now is because my husband was diagnosis type 2 diabetes. So we have to act on that before it’s too late. Therefore I’m thinking why not do a low carbs high fat together?

It would not be easy, but being healthy is much more important than anything else.

I’ve been reading this book recently. It’s not as strict as ketosis diet, where no fruit and starchy vegetables are allowed. It’s much more adaptable, yet could be a good start kicker.

So let’s embrace the LCHF lifestyle from today!

July 1, 2021 by Mad margarita Categories: Things i don't know what to callTags: Food, lchf, lifestyle Leave a comment

This is magic !

At 5:51 pm, 23rd February 2017, came the most magic moment in my life.

I brought a healthy, beautiful life to this world, I became a mother.

Everything happened so fast that I didn’t even have time to think. Around 10am on the 23rd February, I started feeling contraction, I thought it was nothing serious since my due day was a week later. I didn’t pay too much attention to it, I tried to go to the hop top, go to the massage chair, do some yoga, listened some soothing music to distract me. It didn’t work! The contraction became stronger and more frequent.

I called my husband around 2pm. telling him that I would not be able to go to the concert tonight since I was not feeling well. I tried to lay down on the sofa, the contraction came every 5 – 10 minutes. Now I think back, this was the difficult part of all. This is kind of the pain that tear you apart, and turn your stomach up side down. Yet it was beautiful, the loving waves that pushed the baby closer and closer to you.

The water broke around 4.30pm, until then, I noticed that I’m going to give birth. We rushed to the hospital, which is about 10 minutes drive. It was a beautiful day, sun was shining, very calm, no wind, I feel the warmth of the sun shining on my face, with the contraction, I know the time has came.

When we arrived the hospital, as soon as I walked out of the car, the rest of the water broke, I didn’t know quite what to do, but let the body do whatever it feels like. The midwife was a very young lady, probably my age or even younger. She checked me, it was opened 7cm, she said it had to open 10cm then the baby could come out.

I immediately feel the rush, I pushed and it feels good. My husband was on my left, holding my hand, the midwife on the other side, I tried to hold her hand too. Because at that moment, you really need a strong hand to hold and you need to scream and breath. I remembered the yoga breath, I did couple of times and I screamed loud.

The baby came out after 3, 4 pushes, it was not difficult. I only felt a warm flow out of my body and immediately my husband put him on my belly, he started to cry and cry and cry. It was so beautiful. I hold him and thought “oh my god, that’s it”.

After only couple of minutes, I started to breastfeeding him.

I didn’t sleep at all the first night, I was overwhelmed with joy and grace. He was on my belly the whole night, he was so small and so beautiful.

Even today, after two weeks, I’m still digesting the fact that I’m a mother now. Things have changed for us. A family life it is, with a crying baby and everything.

Life is very good to us, we feel so lucky !

Welcome to this world, Birgir Lárusson.

March 12, 2017 by Mad margarita Categories: Motherhood, Things i don't know what to callTags: family, life, Motherhood 2 Comments

Moonrise Kingdom

The moon has been incredibly beautiful these days in Iceland.

We will not be able to see moon in such a clear sky and without any disturb in big cities.

That’s one of the beauties in Iceland, you see well, you breath well and that gives you time to look inside yourself.

Every time when I look at the sea, I feel freedom and very very graceful.

moon at 4 p.m.

moon at 8 a.m.

moon at 5 p.m.

January 12, 2017January 12, 2017 by Mad margarita Categories: Life style, Moon Landing Plan, Things i don't know what to callTags: iceland, nature Leave a comment

Radiation

Because of one of her paintings, I recently discovered this New Yorker artist – Camilla Engstrom

Her style is simple, almost childish, but full of humour from daily life.

I love this kind of illustration, which enlighten your life and make you laugh.

Such artist as artist from Taiwan – Mr Paul and Petites Luxures from Paris, just to mention a few.

Copyright: Camilla Engstrom, Radiation

The Christmas is over, here comes the new year.

I wish everyone would have a lot of love, compassion and kindness in 2017 !

 

 

January 9, 2017January 11, 2017 by Mad margarita Categories: Art, Things i don't know what to call 1 Comment

A letter on my 30th birthday.

Confucius  said, when one is 30, he should be able to stand firm on his own feet. It doesn’t mean that you should have a family, being married, having children, but to have a self-confidence, to have a goal in life. And today I turned 30, you can say it’s special, otherwise it’s just a number, we like to put labels, marks on everything to have them meaning. Although I want to use this opportunity to express my gratitude.

First of all, I want to thank my parents. They make how I am today, their genes, the education they gave me, the environement they created for me and most of all, they’re always respect and support my decisions. Secondly, the love of my life, my husband, Lárus. He always say that I came to Iceland to hear Sigur Rós but I have been hearing from him ever since. That’s true! Our encounter is like a fate that can not be explained. Every single day with him makes me smile and grow. He makes me a stronger woman. Thirdly, I want to thank my boss, Sveinn. He’s the rainbow in my life. I’m grateful and joyful everyday at work.

Buddhism sees life as a tree. We are leaves on that tree. Every single person we meet, they make us grow and somehow change our path. You say goodbye to some people and another day you meet new ones. We shall let go the past and not bothering worry about the future since we never know what can happen. Live now, appreciate life and never judge. Therefore, I want to thank every single person that was and is in my life!

January 23, 2016January 12, 2017 by Mad margarita Categories: Life style, Things i don't know what to callTags: chinese, life, love 2 Comments

All you need is love

It was the first Christmas Eve that only me and my husband. And for the first time in my life, I made duck confit. Like my husband said “the taste of meat is really good but it’s a bit chewy, like an overcooked meat”.

I love Christmas, overwhelmed by the Christmas songs in the radio, smoky smell in the house, scanning the old recipes, buying Christmas gifts, sitting at the table at exactly 6 o’clock, listening to the Christmas mess in the radio. All these traditions bound families, friends together.

Everyone is loving and be loved.

December 25, 2015January 11, 2017 by Mad margarita Categories: Life style, Things i don't know what to callTags: christmas, love, tradition Leave a comment

Meaning of Love

We have to love until it hurts. It is not enough to say, “I love you” We must put that love into a living action. And how do we do that? By giving until it hurts.

December 21, 2015January 12, 2017 by Mad margarita Categories: Things i don't know what to callTags: love Leave a comment