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Up next: holiday

After a good month of seeing beautiful places, and spending time with the family, you’d think I’d be all relaxed. Quite the contrary. If there’s one thing I’ve learned over the past few weeks, it’s that raising and entertaining two kids all day, every day, is bloody exhausting. You’d hope to come back rested, butContinue reading “Up next: holiday”

That’s my boy!

I know I had it coming. For about a week long, our trip has been amazing, and the the kiddos behaved like two little angels. Last night, the huge amount of impulses landed in those little brains over the course of the past week, simply had become too much for our son Rafa. We alreadyContinue reading “That’s my boy!”

22!?

After a morning stroll through Bled, Slovenia, and having the mandatory cappuccino at a lakeside restaurant, we packed up and left Slovenia behind for our road to the southern neighbors in Croatia. After an hour or so of highway, the road continued on a smaller road that snaked through villages and hilly landscapes. Fucking beautiful.Continue reading “22!?”

About yesterday…

I wrote in yesterday’s post how parenting made my perfectionism very palpable. I described several situations where certain playful activities with my son elicited an almost visceral response to my perfectionist soul – regardless how much I enjoy the activities themselves. I think the concept was easy to follow, but I had nothing to illustrateContinue reading “About yesterday…”

Last week in office

This week will kind of be my last week in office, and I will not be around for awhile after. Next week I have an annual consortium meeting of the DFG FOR3000 Chemodiversity Research Unit that I have been involved in over the past two years. For the first time since a very long time,Continue reading “Last week in office”

That wasn’t so bad, was it?

He thought he was pretty cool, that guy, Ctesibus, when he invented the alarm clock back in the day in ancient Greece. Google tells me he designed an elaborate system that dropped pebbles into some kind of gong. A waste of pebbles. Probably not the best for the sound quality of the gong, either. AnContinue reading “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

Thanks, Italy – for being you!

Aaah! What a great day. After a hectic and restless morning of juggling two kids and the organization of luggage in our van, we set off this morning for better conditions. Don’t get me wrong. It’s not that I don’t like being at home. I like where we live. It’s just that this summer pretendsContinue reading “Thanks, Italy – for being you!”