see you in 2013

my dear readers,

this is my the last post in 2012. today i was doing my last minute shopping for new year's eve, bought remaining presents, sent greeting cards, which my friends will be receiving all over the world, gave presents to my favourite people and bought some wrapping paper for the final gifts. the weather was sunny and beautiful, people in the stores and streets were running around with happy faces. i think this is the only period when at least tiny happiness is in every person. everyone expects something for the new year and everyone will make a wish to come true in the next year.

this year has not been an easy one, and i have heard it from probably every person around me. but personally to me this year has given the biggest and best present - my son, only for which i will be grateful to 2012.

in the new year i wish you all exciting moments, great emotions, warm people, big love, happiness in your eyes, kindness in your hearts and all this in big big amounts.

holly jolly christmas

my dear readers, 
do the following now - 
play this video:

than have a look at those pictures:

And sing: 
Have a holly jolly Christmas
It's the best time of the year
Well I don't know if there'll be snow
But have a cup of cheer

Have a holly jolly Christmas
And when you walk down the street
Say hello to friends you know
And everyone you meet

Ho ho the mistletoe
Is hung where you can see
Somebody waits for you
Kiss her once for me


Have a holly jolly Christmas
And in case you didn't hear
Oh, by golly have a holly jolly Christmas this year

Ho ho the mistletoe
Is hung where you can see
Somebody waits for you
Kiss her once for me

Have a holly jolly Christmas
And in case you didn't hear
Oh, by golly have a holly jolly Christmas this year
And everyone you meet

love sweet love

i woke up today, got dressed, said bye to ilia and went out into a snowy street. my car started with the song 'what the word needs now is love sweet love..' and it went on an on with dozen of variations of that song. i have forgotten to press 'shuffle' and it turned out that my ipod had a minimum of 20 versions of that wonderful music. but i didn't feel like skipping any of them. this song has made that morning look so much brighter and warmer than it actually was.

the reason of wonderful morning was not only the snow and the song, but also a birthday of my very very close friend, whom by the state of circumstances i know only two years, but who is one of the closest people to my heart now. mancho, i want to wish you a very happy birthday, with all the wishes that you have in mind coming true. but the most important wish i have to make is what i was writing about before. because the only thing that really means anything in life is love - love of your friends, your son and someone special in your heart. may these loves grow bigger and bigger making you happier and happier with every coming day.

observation #3: men and women

i have never been a relationship expert or psychologist, but i want to share one observation with you, which i made yesterday. actually i have made this observation quite a few times, but yesterday's episode made me smile and think that men really don't know what women want.

i was in a shopping mall in an accessory store, when i overheard a conversation between a wife and a husband. the girl was pregnant, walking around the store and looking at wallets and bags. her husband was also flipping through different wallets. the girl noticed that he was doing that and with a smile walked away from the wallet section, thinking (and i am hundred percent sure about that) that her husband has noticed her interest in wallets, and left in anticipation of a surprise, that he would go and buy one of them for her. but, suddenly he calls her back with a text, 'what do you think, after i have sold the car, would it be a nice idea to buy one of those wallets for the lady who is helping me with the documents for it'? ta dam. boom.

and the face of the girl, full of disappointment and sadness. and her words 'oh, i'm sure she doesn't need one, she must have loads of them'.

i am in no way being a feminist, saying that this guy wanted to hurt his wife. i am sure he didn't even realize that his wife would like to have one of those wallets. because we, girls, pay so much attention to little things, we notice every word, every gesture and make up our own fantasies and when they don't come true we get that awful disappointment feeling. the sad truth is that boys are just less attentive (with exceptions, of course). but that doesn't mean they love us less. probably we just have to learn to make expectations equal reality.

walnut eyes

you already know one of my favourite georgian artists - nino chakvetadze. i am not sure if you have seen all her paintings, i will post some of them here.

one common thing her characters have - are walnut eyes. fantastic, amazing, beautiful eyes. just like the eyes of my son. ilia has walnut eyes. they are so beautiful, that i look into them and cannot look away. big, shining and full of life. full of interest, happiness, love and kindness. when i look in his eyes, i am absolutely sure that he will grow up into a kind and amazing person.

i was thinking about what he is to me and came to a conclusion - he is my walnut jam. i am not sure that walnut jam is made anywhere else but in georgia, but believe me it is the sweetest and tastiest thing in the world. just as my son.

goodsnowymorning!

i rarely start my day with writing a post, usually i get inspired for it when something great and unusual happens in the morning, something that i cannot keep inside.

today the first reason was snow, which was waiting for me on the windshield of my car and which was so frozen that i spent 20 minutes cleaning my car from it. as the car was unfreezing, my hands and feet were freezing in geometrical progression. snow in tbilisi. in december. i cannot believe my happiness.

the second thing was a very nice surprise that was waiting for me on my email. i love mornings which start with good news and good emotions. wishing you a very nice and snowy and happy day, my dear readers. with rod stewart on the background.

good morning

i was supposed to post this video in the morning, but didn't find the time for it. i was driving the car today with the sun shining and realized that everything will be fine.

no matter what

night lights

i want to share my childhood memories with you. you know how there are moments when you're little which you remember even when you grow up? when you suddenly feel something that you felt in childhood and the warm feeling spreads through your body?

i have this feeling when i lay at night and see the shadows from the car lights on the walls and ceiling of my room. then, in childhood, i spent my summers in tbilisi and telavi:  july at my first grandma, august at my second. in tbilisi we used to live on the 5th floor on one of the biggest and busiest streets. at nights i would lay down and watch those lights from cars passing by playing on the walls. it was always warm and the windows were open. big beautiful trees in front of the windows were waving with their leaves. and their sounds together with the sounds of the street were the best lullaby for me. even now, writing about it, i close my eyes and remember that feeling. in telavi, our house was situated on the main square of the town. the sounds there were a little bit different. there were less cars, because of the difference in the sizes of the cities, of course. in telavi at nights there were more people walking than driving cars. they were often coming back from a birthday party or a wedding, singing songs and laughing. i loved those sounds - i was always so curious to look out of the window and see those happy people, but when your bed is already warm, it was too hard to leave it even for several minutes. so i stayed there looking at the walls and lights from cars on them.

now i live on the 12th floor. the lights from the cars don't always reach my room but i still leave the curtains open so that i can see the lights of the city at night. honestly speaking, i hate curtains, i think they steal the beauty of the views. and yes, i am hundred percent a city person. i cannot see myself living outside it in a house with no street lights and noises around me.

the art of presents

before reading this post, i suggest you all have a look at this wonderful john lewis ad, which has been my favourite since the time it has been released. 


today's topic is directly connected with the main message of the ad. 
'for gifts you can't wait to give'.  
some time ago i read this nice quote, talking about the difference between a gift and a present. it was saying that a gift is something you give a person, knowing he or she wants it and will be happy to have it. a present was said to be something you give a person because you want him or her to have it. it might not be the grammatical and correct meaning, but i like it very much.

i am the person who likes giving gifts. and christmas time is the time when all my imagination and energy is put into thinking about gifts and people who will be receiving them. remembering everything they like, everything they dream of or don't have. and then i put whole internet upside down, walk all the shops back and forth and find everything with what i want to make people around me happy. you know why i like that ad? because it says something that is absolutely true - the happiness of giving presents is so much bigger than the one of receiving them!

i love christmas and new year because of that time spend together opening the presents - the sounds of wrapping paper tearing apart, happy comments and excited faces. with some nice music on the background. what else can one need for happiness? maybe just snow - which is something you rarely get in tbilisi on the new years. unfortunately.

if we said everything we thought, did everything we wanted and found fun in everything..

i believe so many problems in this world would have disappeared if we only behaved like we did in our childhood.

if we said everything we thought, did everything we wanted and found fun in everything.

yesterday i was having a talk with my little niece elene, whom you know very well.  she was telling me stories from her school life, which made me smile and think that we would all be so happy if we behaved like those children from 2nd grade.

when mariam likes sandro, she goes and tells him that straight away. in adult world, how many times we were afraid to tell someone we loved them? when nutsa is jealous that elene is not holding hands with her - she goes and tells her. yes, elene listens, and holds hands with nutsa, because she wants to make nutsa happy. how many times we, adults, have quarrelled with someone and didn't put any efforts to find the main reason, go and tell the person all our thoughts and feelings? or, having found out what makes other people happy, we just ignored it? elene and her classamates had a teacher, who sometimes was too strict with them, but elene never said that at home. why can't we, people so much older and wiser than those children, have our mouth shut, if we know that our complaints and rumours can ruin other people's lives? when elene has cookies with her, she splits them all up, so that the whole class can have them. she puts those cookies on the desks, and then her classmates find the cookies after the break and eat with pleasure. that we should do as well - we all know what makes our friends happy, so why not think about making them actually happy - with attention and surprises?

all those things are so easy when you are 8, but why do they become so difficult when we grow up?