Thinking of my style

I have already kind of mentioned that I am at a stage of my life where I am looking for a couple of different things, like meaning of life and other hopefully easier topics – while constantly learning. Learning about professional things, self-development, blogging, copywriting and so on..

Well, about blogging, I keep bumping into style and finding my own style and the style of the blog and the posts, so style and style again.

And then somehow I realised that, well, I can’t really say that I have already found my one. Or at least if I have found it then it is not reflected on the blog and in the posts.

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A new target could help?

I couldn’t really accomplish my aim and reach the target of making running a habit again, so I figured maybe a concrete target could do it for me.

I found it hard to run in the city on the pavements and on the asphalt roads – yeah, unfortunately my body shows the signs of being not-so-easy on the circumstances any more. And of course there were other reasons behind it, the dog days here in Hungary lasting for weeks, my general tiredness etc. And of course I could go on forever finding the reasons, but you know there is something wrong when you can easily find the reasons.

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The delivery

So, the boy is more than one-month old by now, and it has been quite a journey, from the beginning. As everything, even his birth was different and contrary to the planned, he’s doing everything differently from the girls.

It started as a normal birth but then the doctors decided that it was time for a C-section – and I was terrified. I hadn’t been used to that kind of things, the girls arrived exactly on the suggested time without any complication, easily, really. And of course, the doctor said three times that

“there’s no need to worry, at all”

and that made me angry, really. Frightened, rather.

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My slogan

For years, whatever happened, I had only one thing to say: “You don’t get to tell me what to do here!” Of course, it was fun, it wasn’t meant to be aggressive or degrading to anyone, it was really only a bloody sentence to say something not appropriate in every situation.

We laughed a lot about it – I remember one occasion when I was in a hotel with Csino, a very good friend of mine, and I don’t know how, but something brought up the line: Simon meets God, and when God wants to say something, Simon says: you don’t get to tell me what to do here!

OK, now that doesn’t sound so funny, but back then it was. I can’t explain it why, but it was. Maybe we were drunker then than now, but I remember that it happened in the morning – although that does not rule out being the alcohol.

Anyway, I have always had some kind of favourite words or expressions, sentences through my life, these things have been following me.

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What else can you do?

I have been thinking of this for ages – how can I do something for the world, for humanity, for my family – something that matters? And then I just realized, there is one easy-to-do thing: if I learn a lot, I show a good example for my children, that makes them a better people and that may help the world a little bit. And if I know a lot about things, it is gonna be even easier to raise the children.

And besides, learning is one of the best things in the world. I know it sounds like something stupid and it is quite obvious, but I still believe in it. If I’m lucky, I have something like 20-30 years to learn as much as I can and do as much as I can.

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End of the nine-month

According to the first date by the doctors, our third child is due to arrive on the 15th of July, so, as I am writing this post on the 14th, we have only one day until the prediction. I know that most of the children don’t arrive on the correct date they are said to, but the first two, the girls, arrived exactly when they had to.

So, you could think our children are very orderly – and they are, right until they are born.

But that is how they should be, shouldn’t they?

Probably my wife is the one who’s the most eager to get it over with, and she has some reasons, I can see that. The boy and her tummy are big, I guess everything is uncomfortable by now, sleeping on this side, sleeping on the other side, sitting, half-sitting, walking or standing, it doesn’t matter, it is not good – although she has been enjoying every little bit of her pregnancy, as she had always done.

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My best ever World Cup

2018. The year of my best ever World Cup. Really. The year when I found my faith again in my team, in the sport called football – and when I realized that I need this sport back in my life again.

I’ve been watching football World Cups since I was ten, since 1986. That was the first trauma¬†with the Hungarian national team, Irapuato and the 0-6 against the Soviet Union – the beginning of a slope ahead of the Hungarian team that hasn’t finished yet. That and the political backlash in Hungary added to my¬†language-learning time spent in London led me to find a new home – at least theoretically. So far. More about that in a later post, this time it is all about football, and my love for the English team.

This World Cup showed everything that I miss from my country now, including football, caring for each other, being a country, being human. A team that played for each other, played for the country, played against the odds – and delivered.

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