Icelandic wool

First of all I want to apologize for disappearing the last few months after I posted the granny crochet shirt I’ve been a bit busy with school which is actually turning to be a bit draining lately.
I haven’t commented on what am I actually doing but I hope to clear that out on the next few days.
Anyways a few months ago someone special went on vacations with his family to Iceland. No, it was not me. So this special person brought me a gift from his vacations in Iceland. This beautiful Icelandic wool.


I have to be honest I had a yarngasm once I saw it. I love wool, what can I say?
Anyways I am really impressed of how this yarn feels in my hands (btw sorry for the bad pic make no acknowledge that I have blue socks) it’s pure sheep and is a wool that hasn’t been processed, so in other words is a wool that feels a bit rough to the touch and tends to be… Well hairy like angora wool.
I love having new experiences with wool and would have like to have more from this wool it would do so great for a jacket, unfortunately I only got 250 grams but I will make use of it for a small carpet for cold winter days.


Once it’s finished I will post the pictures.

See you again soon!



What It Really Feels Like To Be A Childfree Woman

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A lot has been written lately about the growing trend of childfree households. I have read article after article about how an increasing number of women and couples are choosing this lifestyle. The articles also detail the implications of this choice on society and the research conducted around the trend. But despite this growing trend, I’ve found that the articles miss one very important facet of the conversation — what does it actually look and feel like to be a childfree women in society today?

To a point, I’ve always known. While all my friends were playing dolls growing up, I wanted to play classroom and be the teacher, or dress up my Barbies in all the best fashions to be the most powerful women ever.

At the age of 24 I began to ask my doctors if I could be sterilized. Year after year at my annual exam I would state my case — each year unchanged from the previous year. At each visit my physician told me that I was too young, what if I changed my mind? But the reality was that I didn’t change my mind. In fact, my desire to not have children grew and grew with each passing visit.

This wasn’t an inclination that had manifested itself overnight; I had been outspoken on the subject of my disinterest for procreation since high school. That’s when I received the first patronizing “you’ll change your mind” comments, and from my closest girlfriends, nonetheless. It was as if my opinions somehow weren’t important because they didn’t align with the lives women were supposed to want.

Fast forward to college. My boyfriend would talk incessantly about his anticipated place in life as a dad. When I brought up wanting a career and a life over having a family his response was as all the others before him, “You’ll change your mind.” I would question him incessantly about whether he wanted to bet his future happiness on the possible, but highly unlikely, chance that I would change my mind.

Also in college I watched from the periphery as my sorority sisters gathered in our basement, discussing the names of their future children. I was invited to join in on the conversation once, but my eccentric opinions quickly excluded me from any future conversations. One girl, whose father was a fertility specialist, didn’t hold back with her judgements, “Women are supposed to have children. Do you know how many women would die to be in your position?” The looks of the other girls in the circle read, “There is clearly something wrong with her.”

Dating in my late 20s provided even more opportunity for others to question my beliefs. Bringing up the topic on the first few dates seemed a bit premature, but at the same time it wasn’t fair to hide my opinions. I found that men were no less judgmental than my female peers. I received comments from, “That’s messed up,” to, “What about carrying on your family blood line?” to “What kind of woman wants that for their life?” to “It must be because your childhood was traumatic.” On one hand the constant projection of their beliefs made me want to hide my desire for a child free life. Yet on the other, it became a great filter and quickly weeded out guys that weren’t right for me anyway.

A month before my annual exam in 2012, I stopped taking my birth control pills. Just one year away from the 30-year benchmark, I again presented my case during my appointment. My naturopath’s response was like a broken record, “Not until you’re 30.”

I was livid. I had asked for a procedure for six straight years with no break in my desires, opinions, or beliefs. Why did the medical community continue to deny me of my personal right to sterilization? I attempted to argue with her, citing examples of several men who were allowed vasectomies at the age of 21, but she wouldn’t budge. My anger was fueled by such blatant sexism. What is the difference from an adult man deciding he doesn’t want to procreate and an adult woman making the same choice? Why can’t I be the one to decide what’s best for my life? And why, with the advancements in healthcare and women’s rights issues, were women still being forced into conforming to the societal definition of how women should conduct their lives? Society has begun to recognize how the stereotypical nuclear family ideals are outdated, yet at the same time these ideals are perpetually imposed — harming those who choose to live outside of this box.

A week later I side-stepped my physician and researched my options online. It was time to go straight to the source. I scheduled a consultation appointment with a gynecologist who could perform the procedure. I spent the car ride psyching myself up and preparing my argument and anticipating every question that she could possibly ask. I had researched adoption options, the statistics on orphans in the world (153,000,000 worldwide), the satisfaction and regret figures for female sterilization (76-98 percent satisfaction and 7-17 percent regret worldwide), and also armed myself with my journal from the past several years.

The consultation was brief. I voiced the research I had done on the options, my views on adoption if I were to change my mind, and the history behind my decision. Thankfully, despite my nervous and emotional presentation, I was able to communicate my passionate stance well enough that I was granted my wish. The appointment was set for six weeks later. I will never forget the feeling of relief that I felt after the procedure. Even in my drug-induced state I made a point to express my gratitude to the entirely female staff that supported my decision to empower myself.

It’s been two years since my procedure. Even with the increasing number of women who are living a childfree existence, I still regularly fend off questions and judgments from people that barely know me (and clearly don’t understand me). It’s time that society stop lumping non-nuclear women into statistics, and begin to understand more than anything that we are women too. There is nothing wrong our decision to live a child free life, and there is nothing wrong with us as human beings. The decision to not have children does not make us less than women who choose to be mothers. Yes, we are all born with the biology to give birth, but we’re not all meant to be mothers. Becoming a mother is a personal decision that all women have the right to decide for themselves without external influence or societal pressure.

Granny Square shirt

I just finished this baby and it is simply the most easy thing. The idea came when one of this days I wanted to create a project and I wanted to have a cool shirt, unfortunately I didn’t have anything to wear and mostly all my shirts are warm because I used to think that Germany is too cold but! there have been some lovely 30 degrees days.

So here it is!


If you want to learn how to do this shirt is pretty easy, no gauge is needed, all you need to know is how to make a Granny Square.

On this shirt I did 21 rows in each peace and from there measure your arms and neck to have a proper opening.

Here is an easy video of a Granny Square.

Crochet hook collection

How big is your crochet hook collection?


I have some hooks that are the same size because I wanted to explore other hooks and see with which one I can work better but to be honest I love them all.
So if you knit or crochet how many hooks or needles do you have? And which one is your favorite?

A Belated Christmas gift – The Lisa Shawl

Beautiful Shawl I want to make!

The Blue Brick | Inspired Yarns

The Lisa Shawl is a free crochet pattern by yours truly – a fun, quick crochet project with beads to spice it up. The shawl is named after my gorgeous and colourful friend Lisa who was the first person to love this design 🙂

Free beaded shawl pattern

The shawl is worked up using 2 skeins of sock weight yarn. My shawl was done in TFA Blue label Grape, and Lisa’s in Ella Rae Lace Merino, in the whimsically named colourway #117.

Free beaded shawl pattern

The beads are easy to add, visible from both sides and add a lovely weight to the finished piece.

You will need a 3.75mm hook for the main body, a 1.0mm hook for the beads, and about 50 grams of size 6.0 seed beads.

Free beaded shawl pattern

You can download the pattern here. Or check out the Ravelry page here.Enjoy!

free beaded shawl pattern

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Coconut Bread (pan de coco) from Honduras

My parents used to travel a lot when I was a kid, they used to take us places that I will fondly remember and I think one of those places that I will never forget is Honduras.
Honduras was one of my favourite places when we used to travel there, specially because we went to the Caribbean part of Central America, it was different and in a way I used to feel free there.


One of the lovely things I used to beg my Mom that I wanted to have my hair braided, I just simply fell in love of the hair of the Caribbean women it’s just amazing and beautiful and I fell in love of their skin colour too. I found that so amazing and different from where I was coming from although my country is just a neighbour of Honduras, interesting thought now that I think about it. So apart of playing around, being a kid, eating delicious sea food and begging my Mom to let me braid my hair I fell in love of something very typical  from Honduras: Coconut Bread

I remember the lady’s selling this bread in plastic bags, oh that smell of coconut! Now that I am living in Germany I miss this so heartedly.


Growing up I always felt the need to learn this rare bread because funnily enough we don’t have that in my country, yes I know El Salvador is the neighbour of Honduras but no, no coconut bread. So when I was a teen I sneaked out and dangerously walked around town ALONE! No man to protect me, I wanted to find the lady’s that sold coconut bread in the area where I was staying, I know teenage rebellion but I found the lady! Her name was Cristina, I still think about her though, she saw me walking around in the beach and recognized me (obviously because I bought bread from her every time) she scolded me that I was away from my parents and that a lady doesn’t do those things T_T and asked me to return to my hotel, so I told her the truth I was searching to learn how to make coconut bread. She smiled and told me to go back to the hotel and we will talk tomorrow.

The next day I told my parents I was going to fish, my parents saw me with quizzical eyes and told me don’t go alone! If my mom reads this she’s gonna kill me! Any ways  I waited for Cristina and finally she showed up, she told me to follow her and we went to some little houses that are on the area and showed me how it is done, although by that time I didn’t have a camera nor a digital camera I do remember very well how it was done and thanks to the wonders of the internet I found a nice video that shows how I exactly remember it.

Now here is what I wrote when I learned to do the recipe, please make sure that if you want to want to make less, please divide the recipe.

Coconut Bread from Honduras

aprox. 16 balls


  • 260 ml coconut milk (you might need more depending on the flour you buy)
  • 453 g all purpose flour (sifted)
  • 5 g Yeast
  • 20 ml lukewarm water
  • 10 g Butter (I used unrefined coconut oil)
  • 15 g sugar
  • 5 g salt


  1. Pre heat the oven to a 175 C and oil a baking tray
  2. Mix water and yeast and add a 1 Tbsp. flour mix them, cover it with a dark cloth for 15 to 20 minutes, after that it should be foamy on top.
  3. In a bowl mix everything except the butter. Mix well until everything is well done.
  4. Add butter and flour a clean surface and knead the bread until it looks fluffy and elastic
  5. Make the dough into a ball and let it rest, cover it with a dark cloth or plastic wrap until it doubles (it may take up to an hour for it to double)
  6. flour the surface again and knead the dough A BIT to release excess of bubbles (no more than one minute) divide the dough, oil the baking tray or better yet used oiled baking paper and place the dough balls there and cover them with a dark clean cloth, let them rest for a few minutes until they double the size.
  7. Bake the bread for 20 min or until golden brown

A bit of the Garifuna History

The Garifuna are descendants of West African, Central African, Island Carib, and Arawak people. The British colonial administration used the term Black Carib and Garifuna to distinguish them from Yellow and Red Carib, the Amerindian population that did not intermarry with Africans. Caribs who had not intermarried with Africans are still living in the Lesser Antilles.

Today the Garifuna live primarily in Central America. They live along the Caribbean Coast in Belize, Guatemala, Nicaragua, and Honduras including the mainland, and on the island of Roatán. There are also diaspora communities of Garifuna in the United States, particularly in Los Angeles, Miami, New York, and other major cities.

What You Can Learn From a Handshake

This article was found HERE

We use our personal intelligence to reason accurately about personality. Part of personal intelligence involves identifying clues to what an individual’s personality is like. 

Remember your parents coaching you on how to shake hands—hold a person’s hand firmly, not too limp, not too hard?

A study by William Chaplin, Jeffrey Phillips, and colleagues, reported in the Journal of Personality and Social Psychology, found that how you shake hands alters people’s impressions of you—and relates to your actual personality.

First, four judges were trained to assess eight characteristics of a handshake, including completeness of grip, temperature, dryness, strength, duration, vigor, texture, and eye contact. The raters received a month of training that included learning how to extend their hands at a neutral 45-degree angle, how to follow the lead of the other person’s handshake, and how to understand the eight dimensions of handshakes. Then they rated the handshakes of 112 undergraduate participants—half male, half female.

First, a rater welcomed an undergraduate to the lab with a handshake. Then the rater explained that this research is aimed at determining whether people’s answers on personality scales differ if the scales are administered all at once or in separate settings. The rater went on to explain that the student would be taking the scales in several different rooms. The rater then seated the student and asked him or her to complete the first scale. Once finished, the first rater sent the student to a new room. There, a second rater greeted the participant—with a handshake—and asked the student to complete a second personality scale. This process was repeated until four separate raters had shaken hands with the participant (and the participant had completed all the scales).

Each time a rater shook hands with a participant, the rater covertly assessed his or her handshake along the eight dimensions (firmness, eye-contact, and so on). The actual research hypotheses were whether handshake style was consistent across raters and whether the qualities of the participants’ handshake styles correlated with key aspects of their personalities.

The researchers first examined the ratings of the eight dimensions of handshaking and discovered that they rose and fell together across people—that is, people high in firmness and duration also tended to have a good grip and make good eye contact; people whose handshakes were less firm performed less well on the other dimensions. A given handshake could therefore be characterized accurately across the rated qualities by a single composite score—a “firm handshake.”

Our parents were right.

The raters generally agreed as to which participants’ handshakes were firm and which were not, indicating the consistency of the participants’ style over multiple handshakes. Participants with firmer handshakes described themselves on the personality measures as more open, extroverted, and positive than others, and less shy and neurotic. The evaluators, who had recorded their own impressions of the students, agreed that the participants with firmer handshakes were more positive and outgoing, and less socially anxious.

Bonus Handshake Study

Greg Stewart and Susan Dustin of the University of Iowa and their collaborators found that raters could also agree on the quality of a job applicant’s handshake. In their study, undergraduates showed up for a mock job interview with a human resource professional. On arrival, two raters greeted the applicant with handshakes and then introduced him or her to a third rater, who also shook hands (de rigueur). Each rater then evaluated the students’ handshakes.

Next, applicants went to a mock job interview with one of several human resource professionals from companies near the college. After the interview, a fourth rater shook hands with the interviewee as he or she prepared to leave—and introduced the applicant to yet a fifth rater who also shook hands. These post-interview raters also evaluated the applicant’s handshake. The human resource professionals—who were unaware of any interest in handshakes—evaluated the applicants based on their interview.

The key finding: Applicants with firm handshakes had stronger “hire” recommendations. 


Bernieri, Frank J. Petty, Kristen N. (2011). The influence of handshakes on first impression accuracy. Social Influence, 6(2), 78-87.

Chaplin, W. F. Phillips, J. B. Brown, J. D. Clanton, N. R. Stein, J. L. (2000). Handshaking, gender, personality, and first impressions Journal of Personality and Social Psychology, 79,110-117.

Mayer, J. D. (2014). Personal intelligence: The power of personality to shape our lives. New York: Scientific American/Farrar Strauss & Giroux

Books That Predicted The Future

George Orwell’s famous 1984 described an all-seeing state capable of watching our every move – of course, this would be some far-off dystopian vision of the future, right?

Well, old George’s prediction is very much in evidence now, with security cameras, internet tracking and the like – and a surprising amount of other writers have been able to predict the future with unerring accuracy.

This brilliant infographic, made by, shows various fictional predictions that ended up coming true, and the time that lapsed between forecast and reality – click on it to see a bigger version.

Having said all this – if they were that good at predicting the future, they could have made a fortune on the football pools, so maybe they were using their talents in the wrong area.