Darla!

Category: Life

  • A Letter to Everything

    Dear husband
    Dear husband,
    I’m opening this letter with one simple sentence for you: I love you. Those three words are exchanged for a gazillion times but I swear I mean it. I say it with more and more love everytime. This April, you’re turning 25 (a quarter of century!) and the same day will mark our third year of saying ‘I love you’s. And I’m so very super glad to be able to call you ‘my husband’ this year. I love you (for the umpteenth time).

    Dear Jess
    Dear Jess,
    You’re fluffy and hyperactive and amazingly annoying and annoyingly amazing. Can you please lessen your nap time and spend the day cuddling and playing catch with me instead? I told my husband that I needed a cat to keep me company during the lonesome days when I was home and he was at work, but you’re not helping at all! No, just kidding. You’re entertaining even when you’re asleep. I love your tail, baby.

    Dear skin
    Dear skin,
    I’m 23 and a half this month, so can we break up with the breakout already? It was fine during my teenage years because although my friends had flawless skins and I was the only pimpled-faced kid in high school, I accepted it because that was normal during puberty. But I’m an adult now! I want to wear make up without pimples making my eyebrows look ridiculously uneven (what pimples pop out on eyebrows, anyway?). Please?

    Dear April
    Dear April,
    I have high hopes for you. I must say that I miss sunny days when the skies are blue and cloudless. I miss those days when I can do my laundry and hang it out and then go nap-nap without worrying if it will rain. Please bring the sun out, April. I’m counting on you.

    Dear readers,
    We’re having a long weekend for Easter here in Indonesia. I stay at home to avoid the traffic. (Trust me. The roads practically become parking lots because the vehicles are not moving. At all.) But I’m going to spend these days cuddling with my husband and my cat and also finishing Veronica Mars #2, so Weekend Links won’t be up this weekend. It will be back next week. I hope your weekend is as relaxing as mine (if not more).

    PS. I’ve created a new Facebook page for this blog. Give a girl a like? 😉

    Dara | Bloglovin’ | Instagram | Twitter | Facebook

  • Things I (and You) Need to Stop Doing Right Now

    Stop crying over the past. Who you are today isn’t defined by your past mistakes. It’s okay to look back, but only to reflect so that you won’t do the same mistake. Don’t live in the past.

    Stop putting things off today. Do what you can do today, but don’t push yourself.

    Stop worrying too much about the future. Your future depends on what you do in the present. Remember: you build your own future. You choose your own path that will lead you to a certain point in the future. Plan it carefully.

    Stop hating yourself. Stop blaming yourself.

    And most of all, stop comparing yourself to someone else. You are precious.

  • Here’s the thing…

    This post is going to be brutally honest and a bit selfish. Let’s be adult by not fishing for arguments. You are very welcome to state your own opinion, but please respect my belief and my privacy by not stating it as if you are judging me. Thanks 🙂


    I have come to the point where I got so sick of people approaching me and asking me if I have my period late yet. In my society, married couples are expected to be expecting as soon after the wedding reception ends. Yes, literally like that. People will come to your wedding to congratulate you and to talk to your face how you should get pregnant as soon as possible. For my people, that’s what marriage is for: to produce offsprings.

    When people found out that I decided to start taking birth control pills, they flipped out. They went cray-cray. They questioned why I didn’t want to have kids rightaway; one best friend even asked “Then why the hell did you get married?”

    Rude.

    I’m young. I’m crazy in love with a guy. I’m head over heels. Of course when he asked me to marry him, I said yes. Why? Because I wanted to marry him. We were both in love and things were looking up, so why wait?

    You see… to me, being ready to become a wife doesn’t necessarily mean that you are ready to become a mother. Hell, I can’t even take care of myself and a grown man that is my husband, how on earth can I take care of a tiny human who is completely dependent for its first years? I can’t imagine what my baby would grow up to be if I decided to get pregnant now. Having kids is a lifetime contract and there are responsibilities. You can’t just give them up when you find that you can’t do this. They’re not pets. No, I’m not ready yet.

    I want my own kids, of course. We have plans to have (at least) three kids in the future. But as for now, there’s still a lot to learn. And instead of rubbing my belly as if it were a magic lamp and hoping for a baby genie to pop out of it, I think it would be better if you just keep us on your prayers that we will have our kids as soon as we’re ready.

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  • I’m keeping this blog.

    Look at this Clothes Mountain I should be ironing and yet here I am blogging instead

    Man, I miss blogging. And by ‘blogging’, I mean like 2011 blogging: consistent and regular, with the words as if they were flowing like a river out from my brain. Yesterday I read my old posts and I couldn’t recognise the person who wrote them. Was it really me? Because it didn’t feel like reading my own writing; it was like somebody else’s.

    When I quit teaching and decided to work from home, I thought I’d have time to be back to regular blogging (like I had promised for a gazillion times). But no, friends. I’ve been busier than I have ever imagined. Being a stay at home wife is not always rainbows and butterflies; it’s also dishes and laundry and groceries and errands. Blogging can’t be a priority right now. But I’m also too much in love to quit it for good. So here I am, making yet another promise:

    I’m keeping this blog.
    I will try my best to post once a week, at the very least.
    I don’t even care if nobody reads it:
    I’m keeping this blog.

    I have tons of stuffs I want to tell you all, like our wedding (or weddings, ’cause we had two receptions), our honeymoon, our very first ferry boat ride together, our house, and Miss Molly. And I will.

    Oh I will.

  • I’m Back


    Yes, yes! I’m finally back now!

    These past three weeks have been beyond crazy: I got married, moved in with my husband, went to Jogja for our honeymoon, and just last week we went to his hometown to have our second wedding reception. It’s amazing how we didn’t forget to eat since our life was in such a fast pace.

    But now I’m back, you guys! I’ll tell you all the things that happened since the end of December later (I still need to gather all the photos from our cameras and phones. Hehe…) See you soon!

    PS. Happy new year 😉