Me.Time…. part 2

It looks like last week’s Who-ski story Who is Who wasn’t as interesting as the story about me Me.Time…. part 1, and that is why I’m back! wwhooo 😉 So where did I finish last…….?Aha!

Fact 4: I love to read.

It wasn’t always like that ,trust me. I had some struggles when I was younger, simply because  I was faltering… In other words my reading wasn’t smooth…Very often I changed words that I read and it took some time to put words together to make a sentence. Like I didn’t pay attention to it at all… Obviously it was embarrassing, and for a bit I hated books and reading. My family decided that the only way to fix this problem was making me read books out loud, so I can hear myself reading.It was a long and painful process. I remember this book about some cats and their mama. Super boring, so I was literally praying for something to happen (unexpected guests pop in or an urgent need to go somewhere) anything, so I didn’t have to read!  I will add just one thing to is very important what book you read. All of a sudden, I had no problems at all when I started to read something I was interested in…It was a trilogy about North American Indians. Super interesting . I couldn’t stop reading. Every minute I had I read a page or two. My mum regularly was catching me reading way long after my bed time, and often I was grounded for reading! Can you believe it? haha completely different change of events…..   I was unstoppable. I read everything from our little school library, then I signed in to the town’s bigger one..  My grandma was a reader too. She had a huge selection of different books that I could use as well. Now I read a lot…Lifestyle,criminals, fashion, biography, and nice interior design catalogs. I proudly built my own home library, mostly with polish books… I order them from a bookstore in Chicago, but they are super expensive this way. Recently, I even used more space in my luggage for my new ten books, than shoes.. Ha!


Fact 5: I cut my own hair….Yes… But first I have to have inspiration.  Very often I have this specific idea  of how I want my hair to look like and as soon as I feel up to it, I do it. It’s a process, cause very rarely do I like my first cut… It takes a few adjustments, usually in a period of a week, where I can more or less say it’s ok. My hair is horrible to work with. They are straight, thin and heavy. On top of that my left side always looks different than my right one ;)..always… I feel like they have their own life.For sure every day they look different…the few times that I went to a hair saloon, I wasn’t happy at all. The final “product” wasn’t at all what I imagined, but I was also embarrassed to say anything. I decided to save some money and stress and do it myself. If something goes wrong, at least I’m blaming only me. So…. stand in front of a mirror, get your scissors ready, deep breath and … cut! The first time was hard for me too, but after a while it gets better. My friend who is not a professional hairdresser and cuts her own hair herself for years now, showed me few useful tricks…and after all it’s only hair! I really don’t do a big fuss about it. I like to do that. I even cut my husband’s hair now and it’s worth it to mention, he looks super handsome every time ;).

Fact 6: Few of my must- haves.

I won’t try to convince you to have a chic pair of shoes, a trench coat from Burberry, trendy jeans or a sweater… but of course it’s nice to have them ;),  my must haves are bit less expensive.

I like to go out for dinner sometimes. These days it’s a rare occasion, since I would rather cook at home. I have two favorites restaurants were I usually go… one is more casual, the other one is more fancy. Oliver’s and Old Yarmouth Inn. When I feel like a quick bite, have a cocktail and  a few laughs with very nice bartenders, I go to Ollies. I feel very comfortable there. The food is good, drinks are delicious and people are very friendly. I distress there. Always come back home happy…. hhhmm maybe they put something special in those drinks or maybe it’s just the atmosphere and jokes served by bartenders or fellow customers..Anyway it’s my spot…And when I want to dress up fancy , have a nice bottle of vino, I go to OYI. I know almost everyone there too, it’s cozy and friendly, food always comes out perfect and the wine and desserts are spectacular. It’s our weekly date night spot. I think it’s important to treat myself a little .Make time to feel special.To be around people and find this happy place where I don’t have to think about the usual, boring stuff. 🙂

I have to have fresh flowers in my home all year round. Unfortunately there is not a lot to choose from… I usually to go to our old Stop and Shop and take carnations, asters or lily’s.  Anything that will stay fresh for a few weeks and gives a little color and sophistication to the room. It is a nice and easy fix, and it just simply makes me happy. I also have  some pot greens and a few orchids in each room for the same exact reason. It’s a must!

I have to have a cup of real coffee every morning…… Not just any one, I call it polish coffee.  Grounded coffee beans poured with hot water. Yummy! Kronung or Jacobs it’s my choice for that.. I don’t know why, but just in the morning, it tastes the best. It’s strong, aromatic and for sure makes my blood run faster.:) In Poland, this is the way you drink coffee. When I’m there, I usually have  3-4 cups during the day, but I try not to drink it before bed, otherwise I can’t sleep. I don’t know  how it doesn’t work on some people, like my mum for example. She claims that this strong cup helps her sleep better……say what? I know, weird. I tried to introduce it to some people here, but they didn’t want to have anything to do with it… That’s ok… I’m fine to have it only for myself……

tbc…. K







Who is Who

How can I do creative writing about MY cat, since all day long he is eating and sleeping only? Well, he is an important part of my life here in America and for sure worth a little bit of attention.


Who is my kitty cat. He is almost 6 years old! I can’t believe how fast the time passed…I remember the first day we got him. It was somewhere of Cape. My heart was pounding, I was so excited. I never before owned a pet…..Except maybe a little fish tank, where I kept two little fishes and one miniature frog. Yes.:) That was all my parents agreed to. At that time we were living in a small two bedroom apartment. They were working full time and I was at school. And as pet lovers they couldn’t agree to have anything to be locked in the house all by it self all day long, five days a week. I understand it now, but back then I thought it’s really unfair. No matter how much I cried and begged them, the only exception they made was that homemade tank…It wasn’t anything special. Simple glass vase, some stones on the bottom filled with water. I remember I was very proud going to a pet store to purchase my animals:). A nice man at the store probably explained to me how to take of them, but unfortunately my focus was more on how cute they were.. Especially this little frog! Needless to say, they died few weeks later, I suspect from a heart attack. I loved them so much so I spend every minute at the tank staring at them. You can imagine how scared they had to be seeing my huge, creepy eye looking at them day and night!? Sad story. I also remember a “funeral”in the bathroom and my mum explaining life and death situations, trying nicely to make me aware  of how I unintentionally “murdered” my dependents… Basically, how much love is sometimes too much….

And now back to my WHO. Original his name was( polish) KTO, but it was hard to pronounced, so we changed it. There is one funny story with the first vet visit for Who-ski:). We called for an appointment:


-……and what is your pets name?




-Yours cats name….



Hahahah….There was a moment of silence and I think she got it…Ah, Nice memory…. This first visit though was very traumatic for both: us and him. Somehow he got flees and he had to have his first( and last so far) bath in a sink. I thought my heart will break when I saw him shaking from scare and cold. He was so small. Of course he never before  had to take a bath, he was hissing and snorting the entire time and you could feel he hated it. The same day he had a surgery and right after that he had to stay all night long at the vets office. When I picked him up the next day he didn’t even once look at me. He was mad. No signs of happiness, relief or anxiousness to go home… Who for sure is a cat with personality..


He was a fluffy, furry red ball of cuteness! It was love from first sight for me of course. I desperately wanted to make him feel safe and loved, so there was no boundaries.We all spoiled him rotten. He claimed a spot in our bed from the first night. Before he rolled between us, now he starts on the bottom of the bed and then in the deep night, he finds a spot “on our legs”. Lying in the center like a king and us lying on the edge of the bed, quietly suffering, not to disturb our Mister. Growing up he was fetching stuff for us to throw. Funky little dude. He loves to chase things and he loves to be chased, so he can hide in” unreachable” places and pretend he disappear with his tail sticking out . It is under  the couch, a rug, chair, or in the box. Now, he is a Young man, and there is a few tricks he won’t fall for like chasing a laser light. We really abused this toy on him in the past. Each time he probably ended up with bruises bouncing of the walls, trying really hard to catch this “thing”. It reminded  me of Tom& Jerry  cartoon, where my Who played Jerry……;)


His eating habits are odd too. Partly I blame my parents because they started to feed him under the table when he was begging in his special, adorable way. Since he remembered it works, he does it every single day. Usually during dinners, he rolls on his back and stretch, but his eyes are looking straight at you. Or he pretends to chase his tail or he sits in front of you and stare at you. Anything that gets your attention and reminds  you to leave something on the plate. He loves tuna, any kind of meat, spicy food and ice cream. Juice from steak is a delicious treat on top of bowls of regular food. He is always hungry. And it’s strange considering he sleeps entire day….

When he was younger he often sneaked outside to check it out. One day, while I was Skype-ing with my parents, he got into a fight with our neighbor’s cat right behind me on the lawn. Somehow they met, combat for a quick second,made an awful screaming noise and left each their own way, like nothing happen. It was bizarre. When I checked on him, he was licking his wounds, shocked about the confrontation. He had a long scratch on his left eye, fortunately nothing serious. My little warrior was protecting his grounds….:)

We keep him at home. I don’t want anything to happen to him outside in the wild and also I don’t want any half dead animals lying around my house or even worse, in my bed! Eeewwww……My tiger surprised me once with a dead mouse on my kitchen floor. I panicked. It was gross. There was no blood trail , so the murder place was somewhere else thank God! I managed to clean up and remember I was pissed at Who for that “gift” . Later I found out that it was his way to let me know he cares about me and he loves me.My heart melted and all was good again….Still though, he likes to snuggle on his own terms and only in the times he chooses. One exception is my hubby. Every time they huddle together on the couch, like it’s the only safe and snugly place ever.


Anyway, I love my baby…..