From Diva to Disaster in Days
Dutch translation Okay, people. Let’s talk about my latest foray into floral folly. My husband snagged this GORGEOUS dahlia at the market last week. We’re talking a showstopper, blooms the size of my head...
Tagged: Humour
Van Diva naar Drama in Dagen
Engelse vertaling Oké mensen, laten we het ff hebben over mijn nieuwste bloementafereel. Mijn man scoorde vorige week deze PRACHTIGE dahlia op de markt. We hebben ‘t over een spektakelstuk, met bloemen zo groot...
Zijn Mungbonen levensreddende kleine monsters?
English translation Mungbonen, ‘wat in hemelsnaam zijn Mungbonen’; was de allereerste reactie die ik had toen ik half dood in mijn bed lag in de zomer van 2013. Dat jaar zou mijn persoonlijke geschiedenisboek...
When Your Ultra-Smart Husband Thinks He’s Superman
When your ultra smart husband thinks he’s Superman and can walk down an insane long staircase with 3600 bags of empty bottles, sacks of old paper, waste boxes, an old barrel organ, a stack...
I Identify as Stuttering Incoherent Canary
I feel like I owe you an apology for being such a chaotic babble aunty. Not that I owe you one; it’s more that I owe myself one. Its me not you. When I...
This video shows me lying
This TikTok video of mine is of course one big joke. At least for me personally, but I can assure you it is totally relevant to the majority of people on this earth f***....
Letter to my Proton-Chip Eating Pen-Pals in the Year 6020
Dear Future People (1), It’s me Celesta! You totally don’t know me, but I have been a human who existed 4000 years back in time. I’ll hope you’ll get my note. I don’t think...
Something with poses and scratch-proof for savvy shoppers
I came across this thing this morning. A colored brick.Yes.I like the purple one.But the orange-like one, suits my website more. It seems to be a yoga-brick-thing. A yoga block in seven colors. That...
Sudden Insane Jaws 2 like Cat-Bird garden attack panic happening and how we eventually prevented bird brain flying around
You want to know why on earth you have to keep your keys in the back door of your house?
What to do with an insane pushy seller when you have no money
Imagine snooping around in a curiosity store and getting attacked by the most annoying seller ever. Most fanatic, most ambitious and most annoying seller I’ve ever seen Do you remember my blog about my...
Evaluation 12 years Twitter
My 12yrs on Twitter in 3 words What is Twitter for you in 3 words? Can you describe your life on Twitter in 3 words for the time you have been a Tweepy Tweep?...
Selena Gomez meets Celesta (sort of)
So I’m back to my old job again, but now it’s actually me in front of the camera’s; which I’m not very sure if that’s a good idea. I interviewed a ton of celebs...
Open letter to the girl who wanted to kill me with her perfume sample
Open letter to the girl who wanted to kill me with her perfume sample
We went in the cave as crazy girls; we got out (thank god) as even more crazier
The insane loop of thoughts that goes on when you suddenly feel trapped in a cave while noticing some disturbing noise.
I’m a professional SnotHead
(Quote credit: Quotefancy) Some families have great family traditions like Family Singing Time, Family Game slash movie Night, Meteor Watching Parties or dancing the hula hoop. And ofcourse one of the most famous ones:...
Sponge and I are totally like brother and sister
Who/what is your biggest enemy in life? Probably your own neighbor, your dentist or maybe penguins ruining your lawn. Well besides my husband, my numb toes, cheese, the vacuum cleaner and unkind people, mine...
Knocked out on the not-concussion-botox-spot
When you just recovered an almost concussion and your husband, while watching your ipad in bed, almost hits you with his elbow at the very point where last week still was this huge botox...
Lap porridge in bed
Although this picture insinuates I have been vomiting in my own lap because I looked at my husband when he just yawned in my face; it’s not.
You got me confused James!
Is everything alright James? Are you maybe slightly a bit sicky? Do I need to call you? What have I done to you? Is it my nose? Or maybe I’m too crazy? Or because I know Justin Bieber. I don’t know. How can we solve this?
