154

Gosh, I really have been blogging a lot this month. 154 times, which means almost 5 times a day (yes, I used Excel...4.967742 to be exact). Guess January must have been an inspiring month. Or I just had too much time on my hands :) See you in Feb!

Invitation

I am so happy when I get invitations to other peoples homes. I find it really interesting to see how people live. Their homes say a lot about them. I wonder what people say about my home? Comments welcome.

Insensitive

Was thinking about this guy from yesterday. Why is it that men are so insensitive? They seem to think that just because I'm talking to a guy, that I also am gagging for "it". Don't men feel when women are not attracted to them? Isn't it obvious? When did talking become equal to wanting sex? Or perhaps it is the way of ze Swiss men :)??

Bat

Had a meeting in town today. The woman was blind as a bat. When she was reading she held the paper like 1 mm from her eyes. It was kinda embarrassing to look, but since I was sitting opposite of her, it was difficult not to. Felt I wanted to suggest new glasses, but didn't say anything. Perhaps she had a disease or something. That could've caused a real uncomfortable situation. But she was nice, and the meeting went well. Good thing there was nothing wrong with her ears...

Quality vs quantity

Yes, I tried to impose this on Luzern guy today. Think he finally got the message. Only he kept on saying that "Annika" is quality. Of course. Doesn't need emphasis. When I told him I blog he was lost. Didn't know what a blog is. Of course not. Swiss people have a lot of qualities (not so much quantities) but online things is not one of them. A blog? Nah, never heard of it. Which gave me an idea. To start a blog for the Swiss. The only thing that holds me back is the lack of language skills. Swiss German...

South Africa

So the other acquaintance is South African. I kinda hinted that I would go visit some time later this year or next year, and maybe I'd pop into his place. And I actually meant it. Think maybe my travel gene is coming back.

Only this acquaintance has a farm. He shoots animals. Claims it is because nature needs to be kept in balance. Hmmm. I just don't like the idea of shooting off animals just because of that. Think perhaps the earth was fine before us people were on it. Darwin type of thing. The strongest survive...yeah, I think that's it. Grrr...

Touching

This guy tonight was really persistent. I tried my best sarcasms on him but he was relentless. Not a quitter. After about 5 min, and mind you this was like 9 pm. Not 2 in the morning type of thing. He "approached" me being physical, stroking my arm, being "close". Told him that talking was ok, touching was not. Said that my friend wouldn't like him being so forward. Didn't say which friend since I didn't know but you know the drill. He didn't even give up when an acquaintance of mine showed up. Even followed me to the bus (together with the acquaintance). Guess he must have been desperate...

Nietzsche

After the ordeal of trying to find a new ironing board cover (not successful) and btw called bugelbrettbezug in German (what kinda of a fu..ing word is that?) I decided to stay in town. And of course I went to my usual place. Met this guy. Swiss (no surprise there). From Luzern. One thing that is irritating is when Swiss people can speak English. But never good enough. You try to be sarcastic or make a joke...it doesn't work. Anyway this one tried to be profound. He told me this: God is dead. Signed Nietzsche. At which time I said that if Nietzsche said that he must have thought that god was alive at one point. Oh dear. Far too deep for this guy. Because the follow-up was that Nietzsche is dead. Signed god. To be honest I'm not entirely sure of the joke here. Anybody?

Ironing board

An attempt to finally find a new cover for the ironing board will take place this evening. Will meet flatmate in town shortly. Some people might ask why I haven't fixed it already. But hey? Do I appear to be a person who likes shopping? NO.

So unless I get help, it won't happen. Just like cleaning...

Accessory

Spoke to my brother today. He's getting a new flatmate. An Indian. I think that the most hip accessory these days is to have an Indian living with you. Voila, again I'm a trendsetter...:)

Toilet

Sometimes I browse other blogs for ideas (when my friends are sleeping, or just don't care to send me ideas :). One I read on a regular basis focuses on toilets and shitting. Which reminded me of Holland. In Holland they have toilets with a little "seat" inside. I never did get the idea of this. What is the point? That you stand up after number two to inspect it? Was my "output" firm and brown today? Was it black and hard? Or just loose?

Yuk. Or is it just me? Who wants to see THAT??

Denmark III

In fact, it brings back even more memories of Nyhavn by night :)...

Denmark II

Actually it brings back more memories of Nyhavn than the little mermaid...

Denmark

Spoke to a friend yesterday. We used to be neighbours when both of us worked in Copenhagen. Now she's gotten an offer to go back for two years. It brings back memories...

Tim goes Kim

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/main.jhtml?xml=/news/2007/01/28/wkim28.xml

Austria

Have decided to join my friends to Austria. This is where we're going: http://www.kleinwalsertal.com/ Look forward to some sun, some drinks, some music, some good company. And no, not skiing. Definitely not. Am kinda attached to my legs, and want them whole. Broken bones? No thanks. Besides, haven't been to Austria for ages. It used to be a country that we passed through on the way to more sunny parts of Europe. Now it's time to find out what else is on offer there...

Achterbahnfahrt

Apparently I am an emotional one of these. Strange words I learn in German. Maybe my friends think it is time I extend my German language skills? What it means? Emotional rollercoaster. Yes, that's me.

Car wash

Oh, how I wish I had a car...

Fluffies

My fluffies survived the washing machine. Hurray! Accidentally I happened to stick my nose into them on Friday. Ouch. Thoughts of smelly clothes from a sport-bag and old, VERY old socks sprang to mind. Then I lent them to a friendgirl on Friday (telling her to avoid sticking her nose into them) and finally, when flatmate in an unguarded moment borrowed them and strutted around the living room, that's when I decided that this is the moment. Do or die. And fortunately they are still alive and kicking. It was a pleasure sticking my nose in :)

Date

Tomorrow I have a date. But don't be excited now. It's with a woman. The singing friendgirl. And good thing that she doesn't say no to a drink or ten, since I have so much delicious leftover wine from Friday.

The only thing that worries me is that tomorrow is Tuesday. The day for karaoke in that place. Oh dear, oh dear.

100 sms

December was a good month in terms of mobile phone bill. Possibly because I was away for one week, not using the phone at all. Down to 100 messages in a month. That's really good. Normally my bill shows 200-300. But I know somebody who's worse...600 sms's, was it?

Q & A

http://www.stupidquestions.org/dear-abby.htm

Latte

This morning I thought I'd make myself a latte. Which is possible on my coffee machine. It has a feature to steam milk, which I finally have learned how to use. So did. Steamed the milk. Then you have to press a button and wait for the machine to come off the "overtemperature" sign. Which takes about 15 minutes! At which time the milk was "de-steamed" and kinda cold. And I have very little patience. Forgot that I have to do the coffee FIRST, and THEN the milk. But I guess it is still quicker than taking a walk to Starbucks...and cheaper too. Starbucks really overcharge (5,60 for a tall latte). And my coffee is almost as good!

Tv

One thing I have gotten really used to living in Switzerland is never to expect anything. Tv-wise. I have one French, two Italian and one Swiss channel which on and off show movies or series in English. For this I have the pleasure of paying tv-license! Also gotten really practised in reading text-tv (like what the movie is about) in Italian and French (the text on Swiss tv rarely works! - the accuracy of Swiss things? Forget it!). And here was I trying to learn German :) Last thing I've learned is that Italian tv programmes never are on time. Usually roundabout 10 min late with everything. Italian organization? A contradiction in terms :)

One lucky duck

http://edition.cnn.com/2007/US/01/28/tough.duck.ap/

Chili plants

Complained a bit today when flatmate was watching tv, and therefore closed the curtains. With the little sunshine we have every day this time of the year, my chili plants need all they can get. He described them as being at the end of their tether, which I suppose has some truth to it. Especially since they didn't get any sunshine today...

Telephone

I suppose you get what you pay for. Decided to try out the free phone I wrote about earlier. Works fine. For about 2 1/2 minutes. Then the call brakes off. Some service, huh?

Spareribs

Oh yes, forgot. Remember the story about not opting for hamburgers when you have beef at home? Flatmate told me to change it into why eat hamburgers when you have ribs at home. So much more funny, why didn't I think of it myself?

Statistics

of readers of my blog...always interesting!

Learning

One of my Swiss friendgirls is taking English classes. Her company pays for it. Consequently her boss is taking an interest in the development of her language skills, so every morning in the office she shows him how much she has learned by translating my blog into German! Oh dear. This means he's updated on my life, and I haven't even met the guy. Perhaps I should charge him :)??

Austria

One thing we did talk about was me possibly joining for a trip to Austria in March. It's actually a skiing trip, but it was pointed out that people good on after-ski's are welcome too. I am definitely a virtuoso on after-ski-partying. Haven't been to Austria for ages, so think I actually will join. Heard rumours that there will be live music too...:)

Friday

So Friday was the gathering of Aussie guy, Countrygirl, Wineguy, Young Friendgirl and Flatmate. And Moi of course. Am sitting here two days later trying to remember what we talked about. Probably nothing terribly important since I cannot remember most of it :). Well, two of the people were sick so they were kinda hanging over the table being a bit miserable, and both left early. Another one left early-ish too, since he had an exam to study for (which btw he passed, congrats!). The three of us left went out. As you do. But either we had enough, or it wasn't meant to be one of these terribly late evenings, since one left after an hour. I myself got really really tired around 2.30 and got permission to leave, which left one person. Got an sms that this person was home at 8.40 the next morning. I am still to hear what happened :)...

Free phone calls

http://www.voipdiscount.com/en/index.html Excellent. You just put in your own landline incl country code, the receiving number and your phone will start ringing. You press answer and the call goes through. Most countries are for free.

Honesty

Output

At this time of the night I thought it'd interest my readers to know that I must have eaten something really bad today. The hmm...output is killing even me. Good thing flatmate has gone to bed, so that I can sit here on my own, letting it all out :)

Before, during and after

Yesterday.

Drunk

I must be drunk. I miss my ex. Somebody shoot me. But I actually miss him. The holding, the way he can handle me, the sleeping together. Yes, I must be drunk. So zzzzz...and no, I'm not gonna call him. But we had lotsa fun tonight. Too tired to blog about it now...will later. G'night.

Preparation

So time to go preparing. I've already done the oven dish and peeled the carrots for dip. And put the potato chips on the table. Which I naturally had to taste. One or two... The rest will be bread, crackers, various types of cheese, tomatoes, pears, cucumber. I didn't buy as much this time, since there were left-overs for a whole week last time. Oh, and mustn't forget to change myself. Into going-out clothes...just in case :)

Australia day

Apparently it is Australia day today. Just got a drunken sms from Brisbane. Celebration big time. And coming to think of it, I am having an Aussie guy over this evening. What a good excuse to have a party (like I need one :)...

Penis

http://www.pantswhisperer.com/

Sleep

I really need to sleep now. Having been up at 6 in the morning. A busy day. I actually ate also. Cauliflower with cheese, and a leftover spare-rib. Sometime in the afternoon. And chocolate and vanilla cream (Coop) dessert. It was good. It's not like I do not eat every day, but I have difficulty with eating on certain times. I have heard of people eating morning, midday and evening. Regular times. I am not one of them. I basically eat when I'm hungry and when I have time. Sometimes I have a lot of time...

TGIF

Actually it is. Friday. Today I will have some people over (thank somebody, some real people) for wine-tasting. I have decided to make a special dish from my country, together with some bread and cheese and other stuff. There will be 6 of us if flatmate joins. I so look forward to good conversations not involving "what kind of sex do you like?", "please stay and have another drink", "I would like to sleep with you". I'm not saying I don't appreciate the invitations, but thanks but no thanks...

Yes I did

Go out. The observant reader may have seen the label on the in or out post. Very happy I did. Met R, T, S and some other people I cannot remember the names of. I learned a lot this evening. Things like "spängler" (not entirely sure what it means since it's not in my dictionary but it's some kind of working with your hands) have smaller dicks than people working on roofs. I'm sure that one day this information will come in handy. That R, 30 years old, wanted to come home with me. Told him why eat hamburgers, when I have beef at home. Of course using flatmate as excuse. Which led to me laughing, since flatmate doesn't have any meat on his bones. R looked confused. Also learned that men speak about feelings. Well sort of. Overheard (difficult to miss, since they were standing on both my sides) a conversation about Swiss women being more difficult than German. Oh yeah? Have to be honest and admit I didn't know. The Swiss guy was telling me in great detail how you have to accept people like they are in every country. Yes, absolutely. And then he proceeded to tell me how honest he was when in Brazil. He really told them off, and they couldn't accept his honest opinion. Really? The 18-yearold-look-like put his arm around me and wanted to dance. I wanted to say I'm not a pedophile, and actually did, at which time S told that dancing is not about age. How right he was. Only the 18 yearold was drunk as a skunk, hence the reason not to dance. Like I said, I learn new things every day :)

Lawyers

http://www.stupidquestions.org/courtroom-humor.htm A must to read...hilarious!

In or out

This is a dilemma some evenings. I kinda feel like going out for a bit, meet some people, have a drink. On the other hand today it's cold, snowy and dark outside. And tomorrow is wine tasting day. Hmmm. At least worth thinking about :) And as Scarlett O'Hara said: "Tomorrow is another day"...

Go away - NOW

Ok, I'm done with the snow. Enough now. Melt! Go away! This is what it looks like on my balcony right now (oh, poor wine...are you freezing out there?).

Early

Who the fu.. schedules a meeting in a suburb to Zürich at 8.30 in the morning? And fu..why did I agree to it? Pitch dark, -6°C and snow. I WANNA GO BACK TO BED!

Messages

A friend who I haven't heard from in a while had promised in an email to call me. Ah well, guess he was busy. This morning when I switched on my mobile it wouldn't stop beeping. Nine messages from this guy. Apparently he was sitting at an airport waiting for a delayed flight and saw fit to keep me informed of his life :)...next time I hope he'll call instead!

Snow

Couldn't friggin believe it when I got up this morning. Everything covered in snow. NOOOO! Snow are supposed to be in the Alpes or outside the city somewhere, not in my immediate vicinity. This better melt soon...

Wash

OK, so after that serious moment I needed to cheer up. Went through some old pics and found this (and no, I am not joking). This is taken in New Zealand, when I was visiting a friend of mine. This is his bedroom. Seriously.

PS. It has a slight resemblance to what...ah yes, my guest room :)

May we never forget

Am going to allow myself to be a bit serious for a while. Just watched a program on Italian tv (La fuga degli angeli...not entirely sure what this means...Italians welcome to comment). It was about children up to 17 years of age, being sent from Central Europe to England during the years 1938-1939 (Kindertransport). These children had survived (well, obviously, since they were interviewed) and were telling their stories. How to be separated from your parents at an early age. How to be placed in foster homes. How to realize after the war that their parents were never coming back, or in some fortunate cases being reunited with their parents. And the difficulties being so after not having seen them for 5 years. May we never ever forget this. And yet people are fighting all over the world. Listen up, war = NO GOOD!

Space

Everybody who wants to put a mark in space, sign up here: http://www.planetary.org/programs/projects/messages/phoenix_dvd.html PS. If you're lucky I'm sure a little green man will answer :)...

Hot girls

Interesting. Was logging on to my old blog just to check. (Why do I still have readers on my old blog?) Had a spam-comment on hot girls including words I never heard about. This is the reason I have chosen to have authority over the comments that you post. Meaning I have to "approve" before it gets posted. Just so that you know why it sometimes takes a bit of time to appear. And for the record I just wanna say that I never have rejected a comment from a person, just the spams.

Landlord strikes again

So today the window in flatmates room got fixed. By the landlord himself. He got really angry when he heard that the company hadn't called me about the blind (which incidentally is rolladen in German...the words I learn!). So this afternoon they did. I can imagine landlord being really nasty when he needs to. So lunch-time tomorrow the blind person (so to speak) is coming around. Let's hope he can "see" the problem :)

No panic on Titanic

OK, this guy is not a quitter, I give him that. After the message with him being single I got the "no panic on Titanic captain". And have to say I like a man who knows who's the captain :) Ship ohoy!

I am single

So got another sms from this divorced guy. "I am single". Yes, I think I got the message first time around. Not sure why he chooses to share this particular piece of information with me. Hey, I didn't even know he was married. I will only get together with him when hell freezes over. Or later. Reasons for that? 1. He hit first on a friendgirl of mine. He even wrote her a song (remember?) That to me is definitely a no-go. 2. He really needs to change his after shave. Or not use a whole bottle at the same time. 3. He is not attractive to me. This is perhaps the deal-breaker. Although, I must say, he's a nice guy and he can be my friend anyday. Just not that sort of "friend". And single my friends is the future. The way to stay. Single-minded i.e. :)

Ceiling

Like I said, today strange messages are sent to me. An email just now (translated from German) relaying "I feel like the ceiling is falling on my head". Yeah right. Isn't that the feeling everybody has in the morning when they have to get up :) ?? PS. OK, so my German needs some fine-tuning. Just looked up "Decke" and it actually means blanket. Blanket falling over ones head? Naaah, not half as funny...

Sms

This is apparently the day for strange sms's. Just got one saying (or at least I think it was...considering my level of German one cannot be sure) "I am happily divorced. Hurra!". Eh? Didn't even know this guy was married. So I answered "from what?".

Gruss & kuss

Got an sms today with this greeting. If I didn't know this guy better I'd say he was flirting with me. But it's cute. Will use it for the right person. Who I'm sure will come along. In the next 10 years or so :)

Mirror

Discovered that if I stand in a certain angle, a bit away from my mirror wall, my head gets to be twice as large as normal. I have to hold my head in between the mirrors in order to get this look, but it never cease to amuse me :) PS. I need to get a proper life...

Gas

I know some people who could benefit from this! http://www.under-tec.com/index.php

Lost

I really didn't see that one coming in todays episode of Lost. Totally surprising. Now I have to watch next week. Will cancel all appointments (so far none but you never know :). Monday is tv day. First Desperate housewives (which I missed last week but found out that the same episode is shown on Austrian tv a few days later), then Lost and soon Medium on French tv. And tonight I made burgers. On my own. You know, ground meet, frying, the works. Served with ketchup, mustard, mayonnaise, tomato and salad. It was delish if I can say so myself. And I can, since it is my blog :)

Wedding

My request for ideas what to blog rendered one email. I repeat one. HELP! I need new friends. Anyway, it was a wmv-file so cannot post it to blogspot. Will try to explain here, since it was very funny. Picture this: A woman photographer standing behind the camera, giving instructions in (Arabic?) to the newlyweds. Text in German. First they are asked to pose as a couple. No problem there. Then “everybody who wears a suit for the first time” are asked to join. Lots of men do. After that she asks “everybody who joined the party without being invited”. One man does. Then everybody who slept with the bride are asked to join. LOTS of people do. Including the photographer woman. Lastly, everybody who slept with the groom is required to join. Everybody leaves…including the bride :) Eventually an old woman is appearing, joining the groom for the picture. Realize it’s much more fun to see, but do you get the picture?

Music

So after the fiasco of trying to feed the zzfioihateyouarhjiuahrtseiuh birds I was walking back into town. Realizing that my usual place actually provides music on Sunday afternoons. And yes, it's a fantastically good idea to go there, having had no food at all previously, and then order x cl of wine. I can recommend it. At least it'll give you readers something to laugh about :) So did. Only, Sunday afternoons give you middle-aged to old to very old people. They come there to dance, to listen to (crap...you know, ein Prosit type of thing) music. Which made me think of my age. I figure myself to be pretty normal, looking at good-looking guys, guys who has the ability to speak about all sorts of things, guys who can dance. Well, when I looked around this afternoon I saw middle-aged women. With older men. Hello grandpa! I am also middle-aged. This scared the f... out of me, I tell you. Is this my market these days? I refuse to accept this. No way I'm gonna settle for a grey-haired guy with his best years behind him. NO WAY! Mental note to oneself: must drink more, stand in front of the mirror repeating: I am babe, I am young, I am good-looking :)

Pigeons

So went to my boat to check that everything was all right today. It was, except for a little water on the cover which I fixed. Was also bringing some old bread and my chocolate cake from 3 weeks ago that nobody ate (that should really give me a hint never ever to bake again!) in order to feed the birds. Fuckin' ungrateful bastards. Even the seagulls ignored it. They didn't see it was my first thought, so I threw it up high up in the air (remembering when I had gymnastics in school, throwing those little brown balls as far as one could). That didn't help. Finally a small birdie approached, but even she (he?) ignored the stale bread I was offering. Eventually a pigeon enjoyed my chocolate cake. I'm telling ya. Seeing that pigeons have NO brains whatsoever. I AM NEVER BAKING EVER AGAIN!

Airport

Story heard on airport. A man is arriving too late for check-in. He is politely asked to take his place in the queue, since his flight has closed the gate anyway. The man continues to push, to the point of being really obnoxious. He tops it off with saying: “Don’t you know who I am?”. The check-in attendant remains calm and picks up the microphone and announces over the speakers: “I have a man here who doesn’t know who he is, does anybody recognize him?”

Dream

I think it's time to go check on the boat. Had a dream last night about first not finding the anchor place. Then somebody not tying the boat up properly, so I had to rescue it before it floated away. It's been quite windy, so I really hope it's still there...

Car

Got a lift yesterday with a friend. He has a really cool car. Small, but fast. Almost like a two-seater, but a skinny person can probably squeeze in the back (actually somebody did :). When I asked what sort it was he said Honda. Honda!?! Doesn't really go with the image, does it? But it was cool, and took us to town fast enough!

The day after

So I think it got enough late yesterday. Today feels like a day of comfort food, telly and relaxation. Tried something new yesterday, brussel sprouts with bacon. It's really good. Have some leftovers for today, so won't have to do any cooking. Just relax, take it easy, and maybe doze off for a bit in the afternon...zzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Surprising

Surprising tonight when flatmate decided it would be a good idea to go out with me. I mean, he knew what to expect (after New Years Eve)...but still, he thought it was a good idea. Proves my point really. Everybody puts "my" place down, but they cannot wait to get there. Only, he "made" me go home early...so here I am, blogging. Ah well, he's still learning :)

Integrity

I also like the integrity of my landlord. He didn't even so much as raise an eyebrow when inspecting the window in flatmates bedroom. He practically had to wade through piles of clothes, bags, sheets hanging to dry (for three days now :)...etc. He also didn't flinch when he was fixing my fridge that's been leaking (info from Putz-Peter), seeing the piles of white wine in there :) But thinking about it, perhaps he's seen worse, being the landlord for some 5 houses!

Landlord

I have a lovely landlord. He must be closing in on 80 soon, but still he is working (well, officially not, but always available when you have a problem). Haven't had a reason to contact him for a few years, since everything in my flat has been working, but now the window in flatmates bedroom has broken in terms of flying open by itself when windy outside, despite being closed. As well as the blind outside the window being "funny". So instead of calling the maintenance company I called him this afternoon. He showed up just now, after 6 pm on a Friday evening. Service? Absolutely. The window in the toilet has also been annoying me. When it's windy outside it sorta flaps, making a noise. Boom-boom-bang-bang. Highly irritating. So landlord climbed up on the toilet, borrowed my screwdriver (YES, I have one!) and fixed it. Himself. If only any of my (male?) guests would have thought of it, it's been like that for a long time :) I like people who take responsibility. And this guy does. And has so for 53 years he told me, that's how long he was officially working! He reminds me of the owner of IKEA, who's sorta the same. Cost-conscious (or cheap some would say), financially secure, and with a passion for what he does. For them a promise is a promise is a promise. Me like!

My kinda gym

Some people go to the gym in order to stay fit. I carry empty wine bottles to the glass bank. Well, who's to say what is the healthiest??

Euromillion

Have played this week. I believe that 23 million euro is at stake. Which made me dream a little bit...what would I do if I won? First of all, I would buy a LARGE flat close to Zürich city. 200-300 m2 would be nice with lots of guest rooms for my friends. Luxurious design of course, open space, fireplace, marble, wooden floors, huge terrace, the works. And of course a summer house in Spain. I would employ Putz-Peter to take care of cleaning etc. I would send tickets to my friends whenever they wanted to come visit. I would give more to charity. I would definitely fly business or first when travelling. I would get a personal shopper, so that I didn't have to bother. Ever again. I would have my hair done more often. I would get a wine-cellar. I would invest in people with good business ideas. I would have a birthday party EVERY year. Give me some time, and I'm sure I will think of more... PS. What would you do?

Coffee

How many coffee beans is it in a 1-kg bag of coffee? Answer: thousands and thousands. The reason I know is that most of them ended up on my kitchen floor this morning. Happened to open the bag in the wrong end, forgot about it, and voila. There they were. Everywhere.

So I was left with two choices. Hoover them up (but realized Putz-Peter wouldn't be happy, if I filled the whole bag with coffee beans) or try and rescue them. So spent 15 min on the floor picking beans. What a great start to the day :)

Haircut

Realized I hadn't been for a haircut since by birthday party, so today it was time again. My hairdresser is a nice girl, didn't even flinch when she saw my hair. Been kinda trying to save for really long hair, but with my baby-quality of hair, it just looked thin and miserable. So now I have shorter (not short, mind you) and thicker at least for a while...

Royalist?

It really warms a non-royalist heart to read about the Swedish prince being denied access into the US. HAHAHAHAHA! Apparently he stated to immigration in Miami that he was going to work without having the correct papers with him, which rendered an "interview" with the sturdy officers (and trust me, they have NO sense of humour). I just hope it included a body-search up some holes with gloves :)

Criticism

I wanna be THE blog queen. But wait a minute. When I read some of the "famous" blogs, i.e. blogs with readers more than I have (most blogs I'm sure :) they get nasty comments. Not sure I'd be able to deal with criticism. On the other hand I love comments. And I answer most of them. Criticism? Sure, as long as it is constructive. Not the ones saying "I hate what you write", because then I naturally would ask why you read my blog???

Test

http://www.psychtests.com/tests/iq/emotional_iq_r2_access.html My results of the Emotional IQ Test Your score = 120 What does your score mean? Your Emotional IQ is very good - slightly higher than average. This means that, in general, you are able to express your feelings clearly in appropriate situations. You effectively communicate, interact with others and deal with stress. These skills will certainly bring you long-term benefits such as stronger relationships, better health and personal happiness.

Telephone

My time management got a bit screwed up last Monday. Was phoning my cousin, who asked to phone back later. Fine. In the meantime I decided to send a few sms's. Then a friendgirl called, and as usual we talked for quite a long time. Like an hour or so, no big deal. Just hang up, and then cousin called back quite irritated "I have tried 6 times!". Well what could I say? I tried first, he wasn't available. When you wait for something good...etc etc. And just when he called I realized I was missing Desperate housewives! Drama, drama. So was trying to keep an eye on the telly, and at the same time concentrating on dialogue with cousin. Difficult (despite being a woman :). And it was nakedness this week on Desp h-w! Darn! Now I gotta wait for somebody to buy the second season, so that I can enjoy it all (I see a long hungover weekend before me, with lotsa comfort food and the whole season to watch). It's like the cliché that when you wait for the phone to ring it never does, but when you're busy it's ringing off the hook.

Help

I'd like to ask your help (you, the readers). Sometimes I feel that I have nothing to write about, and it would be a great help if you could send me some topics that you would like me to write about. Either by commenting on this item, or sending me an email (address under profile). Much obliged.

Post-it

I'm not sure about you but if I got a post-it note stuck to my computer with information on it (considering you are living two people in the same flat) I would most possibly think that the post-it note was for me. I'll leave it up to you to find out who the other person was :)

Meeting

Was meeting a guy the other day. A guy who used to be interested in a friendgirl of mine. When emailing with her in the afternoon, I asked whether I should say hello from her. Answer was better not, better he forgets me. I hate to rain on your parade darling, but the fact that you haven't heard from him for months is perhaps an indicator that he has already?

Dinner

Am meeting a friend today. I offered to cook. The fact that he went to great length of explaining how much left-overs he had, I draw the conclusion that my cooking is...ah, well...maybe not that good.

I take comfort in the fact that my guests always enjoy my choice of wine :)

Example of my cooking :)

TMI

Remember my friend who had his prostate removed? Was talking to him the other day, and he described the healing process in much detail. When he came to the "and the rest is functioning as it should" and had a feeling of waaaaaay Too Much Information! Must remember not to discuss intimate details of my body. Perhaps this is what my brother meant?

Cold

Was talking to an older relative who lives on the countryside, and who was one of them who lost electricity and water during the storm the other day. The heat in their house rapidly went down to about 10°C, and she told me that she had been sleeping with several duvets, and dressed in warm clothes. I asked why she didn’t sleep next to her husband (you know body-heat) but she claimed “it wasn’t THAT cold”. HAHA!

Elegant

Got a compliment this evening. In the direction of "you're looking good with your blond hair and that black top". Am sure it had nothing to do with the top being tight. At all.

This goes into the category of "ignoring what men say".

Chocolate cake

Remember I did a chocolate cake that ended up being really dry? Well, it's still in the fridge. Am thinking of doing an "About a boy". Throwing it into Limmat, killing a bird or so. Preferrably a pigeon, since they were shitting in my boat last summer. Ah gad, need to go down checking it out. Perhaps they thought it was a good idea this year again? Pea-brains...that's pigeons for you. And men, coming to think of it :)

Swiss timing

Swiss timing is not supposed to be an oxymoron. But being a regular traveller from Zürich central station I can assure you that the clock on the wall outside the building is LATE. 5 minutes to be exact. Trust me on this one, since I am petty with time (previous blog item, NEVER being late). This is very surprising. This is rocking my entire impression of ze Swiss. Weren't they supposed to be the timely people? Well, I guess I should've learned from my ex, who was always late. Which I put down to his youth. Should've known better...he wasn't THAT young :)

Out

Went to my usual place this evening, feeling once again I ignored them. My friends sometimes ask me why I like this place so much. And I'm thinking to myself, why are you enjoying it so much when you come with me? After all, there is the guy in a suit who chews gum like it was his last day on earth, the woman who sings at every opportunity (well, sings is stretching it actually), the drunk guy (ok, that could go for many), the odd tourist who doesn't understand why he feels lost, the drug addict who brings a new man every time, the shouting guy (ok, haven't seen him in a while), the guy who puts his finger up the nose and two in his mouth and then whistles...and on it goes. Together with the sorta normal people who just happen to drop in. What's not to like?

Cherchez la...sex

Had an interesting conversation with a friend this evening. He told me about the challenge of looking for women, ending in something like if you cannot get it all settle for the sex. Hey, big news! Alert the media, stop the presses! Ah well, sex is not bad. If only I could remember :)

Thief

I have to be more forward. The other day I was shopping in Coop, and this little old lady was standing in front of me in the queue. I could see that she had hidden some items behind her bag (and under her crutch) in the shopping cart. While I was discussing with myself (she's an old sick lady, she probably needs it...maybe she has done it without thinking about it (yeah, right)...perhaps she will discover it when having paid (yeah, right II)...and so forth until she was through and it was my turn. Having seen her later, I realized it was totally deliberate on her part, which means that next time I see something similar I will tell. After all, it's stealing and even if I'm sure Coop can afford it, the people who work there for very little money cannot. Thieves come in all shapes and sizes!

Hangman

I read that they hanged Saddams half-brother. In the process his head apparently got disconnected (read ripped off) from his body. They described it as an "unfortunate incident".

Yeah, I guess so. Not that it matters when you're gonna kill somebody anyway, but why not make it "humane"? Ok, so is there a humane way of killing somebody?

Outsmarted

My brother has always refused to read my blog/s with the excuse that "I don't wanna read about my sisters lovelife" (which one?), and to support this he claimed that he cannot access my blog (company's firewall). That excuse came in handy, didn't it? But I've outsmarted him. Have now copied my previous blog into Word (which only came to 409 pages...it took AGES to copy...and it was only for 2006!) and will send it to him. I'm claiming it is for safe-keeping (my computer will probably crash any day now, being ancient), in case blogspot decides to delete it one day, and it contains "my life"...such as it is...for a whole year. I can promise you he won't read it...

Disaster

This is what it looks like when your favourite (and friggin expensive) pair of underpants have gotten stuck in the washing machine...disaster!

Risk

Some of my friends seem intent on starting to behave (oh, please do try :) since they are under the impression that everything they say and do will end up on my blog. I can assure you friends that nothing could be further from the truth. Only a fraction of all your "shortcomings" end up here...HAHAHAHA!

Storm

A pretty bad storm has caused havoc in Scandinavia, with several hundred thousands being without electricity and/or water. I usually like global warming when it means warm and sunny, but there is always a downside, isn't it?

Dancing

There is one thing I'll never do (ok, there are more but on the theme dancing) and that is to dance with other girls. I find it utterly pointless, and no fun at all. Dancing on my own is another thing I don't really do, unless very very drunk :)

The good thing is we're all different, so when my friends (one in particular) once again wants to engage in this little habit of hers (happens about every time we go out) I am just sitting back enjoying her public display of dancing on her own!

Art on Ice

http://www.artonice.com/index.php?en_news Am going to see Art on Ice in a couple of weeks time. Really look forward. When trying to find out if a friend of mine wanted to join, we had the following sms-conversation (re previous post on lost in translation): Have you decided about Art on Ice? I want come to Art on Ice, I will not be in Zürich So you want to come to Art on Ice? You say you’re not in Zurich…make up your mind man. I am not in Zürich. So we don’t order a ticket for you? Yes. A little word like want instead of won't can really be confusing:), as well as the yes...but am rapidly becoming an expert in translating the Swiss trying to speak English!

Lost in translation

Sometimes I have trouble communicating with my Swiss friends languagewise. Partly because I am not fluent in German, and sometimes because they are not fluent in English. Reasonable explanation, isn't it? A statement like "nobody is like me baby" (meant to be a joke obviously) translated for my Swiss friend into "nobody likes me". HAHAHA!

Cheese & wine

Last Friday we had a little cheese with the wine-tasting session. This is how it looked like before the guests arrived :)

Ironing board

A little accident with the iron generated a brown triangle on my ironing board. Since I have the Rolls-Royce of ironing boards, being big and uneven in shape, I thought it would be a good idea to bring the cover to the shop in order to get a new cover in the right size.

Explaining this to 2 (!) people they both thought that I was gonna bring the whole ironing board to the shop. Do I have to work on my explanatory skills? Who in their right mind would bring a whole ironing board to the shop??

Poetry

Was reading an article on a company who plans to move its headquarters to Zürich. This is how the journalist phrased it: "...shifting its European headquarters to Switzerland, where the lure of clean alpine air is enhanced by the sweet smell of tax benefits." Pure poetry, ain't it?

Late

No matter how hard I try, I cannot be late. It's a gene thing or something, so I always end up early. (Must look into my past, perhaps I had a childhood experience with being late or something). Like yesterday. Was supposed to meet this friend in a bar (where else?), and of course I was 10 min early. The bar was quite full, so had to squeeze in a bit, and surprisingly enough I was offered a bar stool. By a hippie-looking guy. You know, long hair, tattoos, baggy clothes, that type of person. He also shared his ashtray with me. Don't judge a book by its cover, isn't that the saying? And still we do, all the time. I do. I'm sure you do too. From now on I will only judge people I know...yeah, right...another New Year resolution I won't keep :)

Already a classic

Had some friends over this evening for another wine-tasting session. Friendgirl claims she doesn't have time to read my blog, but I got her tonight when flatmate walked in and she said: "hi, nice to put a face to the underwear". HAHAHA! Guess it's only funny if you follow the blog, about flatmates underwear... PS. We're still very much enjoying the bus story (the door is open :))))))

Strangers on my flight

http://www.animatronics.org/strangers/strangers.htm

Sleep

Obviously overrated. Had friendgirl staying over, but she needed to get up early (like now...), so here I am again. Awake. Too f...ing early. Time to check on sleeping pills?

Life

Before I fold and tuck myself in I just wanna say that it was kinda funny when friendgirl and I walked in tonight and flatmate was still awake...big, HUGE surprise (a la Pretty Woman). According to him it was "for a good movie I stay up any time". I (think) we tried to tell him that a saying "for a good woman I stay up any time" would be a better idea...but I'm not sure we got through :) To be honest with you, I'm not sure we could get any message through tonight... And tomorrow (read today) I'm again meeting up with scary woman who sings "I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT YOU"...

Fat

Thinking about summer got me thinking about my bikini. It was small already last year. Anybody knows how to lose 10 kg's in say 2 days? That's about as long as I can go a on diet, before I get terribly hungry. Besides, 5 kg's would do, I'm not greedy :) Would it be awfully bad to ask for a mild form of stomach flu? One that makes you lose the appetite for a week or so...

Tan

Thinking of the boat made me think of how sun-tanned I was last summer. To be honest with you, I can still see some lines on my body. I suppose it can be classified as white and whiter, but still. Not bad being January, huh?

Confused II

Actually, the boat phone call was rather confusing (twice in a day!). First I called, and there was no answer and no voice box. Then this guy called back, but from another number, and you know how it is. A muffled voice, saying something unintelligible. So I had to ask "who is this?", which is not exactly the best introduction. But once that was sorted it was fine. So I said, I got your number from ...(and here I had to rack my brain for his surname...I mean, I usually see this guy out in town...having a drink...it's not exactly a formal relationship, and he's only an acquaintance, not a close friend). But got it in the end. So there we are. Contact established. Now it's a waiting game to see if he can help. Story certainly to be cont'd...

Maintenance

I know it's only January but I am already starting to dream about the summer. And more specifically, the summer in my boat. Oh dear. Which reminded me that ex-flatmate promised to help with maintenance. Scraping mussels off the bottom of the boat, oiling things and stuff. Not so sure what you actually do with a boat, other than driving it and partying in it. Somehow I don't think ex-flatmate has the intention to do what he promised. Why should he? He never kept any other promise. Dilemma. So have been fishing (pun intended :) amongst my friends for contacts in this area. And today I got a phone number for somebody. So called, and he was very friendly. And spoke very good English. And he said he would think about it, and call me back next week. I hope he will. Just in case this doesn't work out, anybody out there has a contact in the boat maintenance area?

No comment :)

Just a glass

Confused

Had a meeting in town today. Wasn't exactly sure where it was, so went a little early. Was sitting in the tram, looking out the window, keeping an eye on the tram-line stations as advertised in the ceiling of the tram. All of a sudden I saw a station name that was familiar, and I thought to myself that's strange to have two stations with the same name in Zürich. This because I was on a tram going in a completely different direction, than the bus I normally take to the familiar station. But when we arrived there, I realized it was the same! How very strange, being able to travel in two different directions arriving at the same place. So much for my sense of direction (or rather lack thereof :)...

Phone call

Got a phone call yesterday from a relative, being really excited to see an old ex of mine on tv. Can you hear? she said, holding the receiver to the telly. Ehemm, no actually. Not entirely sure why she thought this would be interesting to me, considering that we were together over 20 years ago! And haven't had any contact since...

Kids

Anybody who knows me knows I'm not a friend of children. Rather the opposite actually, I'm quite children-unfriendly. But a friend of mine is not. I recently met this friend, who has so far managed to produce two children with two different mothers. None of them very nice. The mothers i.e. In fact, one of the mothers recently gave up custody to my friend because she was "tired of being a mother". Hello? I don't know where he picks up these women, but at least he loves his children and would do anything for them. Just like a parent should. The only thing that worries me is that he wants more children. I suggested that he picks a good mother next time, but I guess he's not thinking with his head. The one on top of his body :)

Plague

Got asked an unusual question today. Which country would you move to, having these three choices. France, England or Germany? This to me reads plague, cholera or smallpox. Had to think hard, but in the end chose Germany. The question was asked from a working perspective. In Germany you can never be fired, unions in bed with politicians, meaning a static work market. For the employee it's gold. Work, and then cash in when they want to get rid of you (or you of them for that matter). Only unemployment rate is 11,7% (give or take, est 2005), and population 82+M. That's a heck of a lot of Germans! And guess what? They all speak German :) But compared to France and England...I take Germany any day. And it's close to Switzerland :)

Glamshine

Got very pleasantly surprised by flatmate today. He brought me a gift! Glamshine sorbet. He had noticed which lipgloss I use. Isn't that thoughtful? I think so. So it's not the exact sort of Glamshine I use, since that has gone out of fashion (compare previous blog item...if you can be arsed to find it...way back), but it's the same brand and actually surprisingly nice. Ok, so later he told me that he got it as an extra when buying an addition to his 50 bottles of creme/lotion/spray/etc/etc. I still think it's sweet though, he could've chosen another extra. And btw, if he reads this, he may change his accommodation. Today I talked to a friend of mine who has never met flatmate. Friend asked: "how's your flatmate with all his creams?", and since flatmate was around he heard. Oh dear. So flatmate if you read this: please stay. I like you. And I can live with all your "creams" :)

Easy come easy go

Took a little trip down to my usual place this evening. Have been ignoring them for a while, not visiting as regularly as I used to. And yes, I'm sure their revenue have suffered. Anyway. Ordered 2 deci wine, since it was a new band playing and I hadn't decided how long I was staying. The waiter winked and gave me 3. Ah ok, I can live with that. Only about 3 secs later a bald, old and obnoxious guy danced into our table spilling wine and beer all over the place. Gee, thanks. My jacket now needs a wash. And worse. He spilled my whole wine glass! A..hole. So, now I am grateful to the waiter and extremely irritated with the wine-spilling guy. But not enough to make a fuss (compare bakery-breakfast yesterday). Am I getting mellow in my old age? I really hope not...that would be a disaster! I was born angry, and planned to be it until the end of my days...

Interruption

And yes, blogspot is working only intermittently right now. And as for the discussion about blog in pink vs blue you right now have both. Background baby blue, and front baby pink. Just don't say I don't try to accommodate you :)

Time

Blogger and Blog*Spot are unavailable right now. We apologise for this interruption in service. Details Blogger is undergoing maintenance until 9:30. This is a message I do not appreciate. Especially since they don’t say which 9.30 time it is. Local time, GMT, EST, CST, PST or MST? Hang on, MST? According to http://www.fi.edu/time/Journey/JustInTime/clock/timezones.html it means Mountain Standard Time. What f…in mountain? The Alpes? Atlas? Himalaya? Where, where? But let me guess. Blogspot is powered by Google. Google is owned by who? Might it perhaps be Americans? Just a wild guess :)

Dallas

Anybody remember this series? Gotta say that "Bobby" is now good-looking. Age has been kind to him. Why is it that men get better with age...??

Pepcid

Sometimes when I eat something wrong, too much, or just have plain stress I get too much acid in my stomach (heartburn). When in Dallas I had this a lot, probably coming from sitting on a friggin aeroplane for too many hours. Anyway, went to find some medicine and discovered Pepcid. A fantastic cure! Pop a pill before you eat, and it'll last the whole day. No pain. No burn. No nothing. Of course it has the description of "maximum strength" (but not fat-free I imagine :), but in this case it is really true. Must find out if this wonder-drug is available here in Zürich.

Absent friend

Via a friend I got hold of the email of an old friend...well, actually somebody I knew 10 years ago but lost contact with. Think the last time we met was at his wedding some 6-7 years ago? So emailed him today. Turns out he's married to the same woman, have two kids and is about to move into the same suburb as my cousin! And they work in the same business. Small world. The thing I remember vividly is his flat where he used to live, and where he had a wine refrigerator! I remember feeling utterly jealous of somebody who had a fridge, solely dedicated to cooling wine...how fantastically cool :)...so to speak!

Compliment

Hey, did I mention I got a compliment when in Dallas? I did. It's not often that happens, given to me from a guy who didn't expect to sleep with me :)...so this is something I will treasure. Want to know what he said? "Nice seeing you...you look great and seem real happy." Thank you!

Religion

Really?

Triathlon

Spain is definitely one of my favourite countries!

Quest

My favourite reporter at CNN. Just found out he has a blog! Well, no wonder, all the cool people blog :) http://edition.cnn.com/TRAVEL/blogs/richard.quest/index.html

Wine

To quote the writer of this article: "I could not begin to count the bottles of wine I opened or drank in 2006..." and his last comment: "I know I tasted a lot of bad wine this year, too. But for some reason I cannot remember any." HAHA. http://www.iht.com/articles/2006/12/28/features/wine06.php It's a good thing only to remember the good times, right?

Lion

Would you do this? I wouldn't even if they paid me!

Breakfast

Was up really early this morning, and thought it'd be a good idea to go for breakfast at the bakery at the corner. Said and done, I did. Ordered latte macchiato (what does macchiato mean?) and a toast Hawaii. Coffee wasn't really hot, but I couldn't be bothered to send it back. The staff there is not exactly speedy gonzalez. Only when I left I realized that not only was the coffee cold-ish but I had not been eating a toast Hawaii...only normal ham-cheese toast without the Hawaii-twist of pineapple! Talk about absent-minded!

Love

Have a friendgirl who's in love. Apparently she's so hot so she claims to be able to heat up the Masoala-hall all by herself :) http://www.zoo.ch/index.php?id=967&L=3 PS. I miss that feeling. Time to go hunting :) ?

Anxiety

All of a sudden Christmas, New Year's and the holidays are a memory. Over for this time. Back to normal life. Have mixed feelings about this. On one hand it's nice with holidays and all the celebration, on the other hand normal life is not so bad. Ah well, a new year, a new life?

German tourism :)

http://uk.news.yahoo.com/29122006/80-132/tale-cities-confused-tourist.html

Shit

http://www.the-big-shit-list.com/ This one's hilarious!

Invitation

If you read my blog and you don't know me personally, you are welcome to email me with any topics that you would like me to write about. Or just say hello. You can also send questions. The email address you will find under my profile to the left. Look forward to hear from you!

Card

The coolest Christmas card last year was definitely from my cousin. Not the actual card itself but the stamp. He has somehow managed to get his own picture on the stamp! Not entirely sure how he pulled that one off, but perhaps you can buy these things in the country where he lives... And no, he doesn't exactly suffer from low self esteem...runs in the family :)

Stupid or what?

http://www.newsnet5.com/news/10677817/detail.html

Bitch

Nice shape

Meetings

Got a bit philosopical and started to think about all the people I've met in my life. People I have talked to, shared a meal with, gone out with, stuff like that. It must be 10's of thousands of people over the years. People I went to school with, neighbours, people I met going out, in courses, at work, when travelling. The list is endless. Interesting thought, isn't it? Many of them I will probably never see again, but on the other hand there will be new people in my life. I guess that's what makes life so interesting!

Fart

http://www.ezprezzo.com/animations/fart_button.html

Champagne

Wine guy had a treat for me this evening. Champagne glasses. Only when I opened the package I realized the glasses had no bottoms. Which means they cannot stand on their own. Meaning you have to hold them all the time. Guess also means you never can leave the glass full...not like that would be a problem :)...just funny, never seen glasses like this before.

Tasting

Yes, tonight there was another wine tasting session. The interesting thing is that the wine guy always bring something new. And knowing me (knowing you...yeah, abba I know) I am always up for new things. Tonight it was a Cab Sauv (medium good), a new one called Golden Grape, a mix between Cab Sauv and Shiraz (excellent), a kinda sweet red one which is normally not my favourite (but flatmate loves it) called Monastrell from Spain and a Bordeaux 2004 (also not bad at all). The only thing is I am gonna turn into an alco with this new friend (ok, this one you don't have to comment on :)! Being a wine lover ain't easy...

Amarone

Amarone is an excellent wine. And if you're not somebody who knows about wine, you would easily understand if you tried to buy this wine. It's expensive.

My wine delivery guy, who accidently happened to stop by this evening, told me the following story:

Once upon a time there was a wine-tasting session in a company that sells wine. One where the people who actually sells the wine are invited to try out new wines. Which is a good thing, because the idea is that they will know what they sell (hey, there's an idea for other corporations...). Anyway, they are trying new wines, spitting it out (I know, what a waste...which is why I could never work in the wine business...spitting out wine? A crime if you ask me).

This particular time they were trying out Amarone...mmm...I start to drool just hearing about it. So the people working there tries it, spits it out and then...the manager pours the rest out. Of Amarone! A wine that cost about 80 CHF a bottle! If he worked for me I would have him shot on the spot. There are things you can get away with, and things that you cannot. Pouring Amarone in the sink is not it.

Pink vs blue

Have so far asked two people about my new blog...did you prefer the pink one or the blue? Both said blue. Both men. What does that tell me? Men = blue. Women = pink. Or does it just tell me that people respond when I ask? Hmmm, dilemma...I know I have more readers out there, people who read my blog but who does not comment. Could you please let me know what you think. I appreciate it...thanks.

Music

I find it difficult with music that is not live. My selection of cd's at home is not the biggest in the world exactly. Most of them are gifts. And I am one of these few people who doesn't walk around with an i-pod in my ear all day. Music to me is background (noise??), something to add a bit of atmosphere. Certainly nothing I listen actively too. But I've noticed this on several occasions when I have parties at home. I keep on pressing the repeat-button on the cd-player, just to get the background. My friends often ask me if it's all right that they change the cd. HAHA! Of course it is, only like said the selection is small...

Chocolate cake

Am having a friend over for dinner this evening. Will make an oven dish with sole, dill, tomatoes, mascarpone, caviar and milk. Topped off with shrimps. Much better tasting than it sounds. To this I will serve boiled potatoes. And of course a fine wine from my friend the wine deliverer. As dessert (oh fucketyfuck...just remembered it's still in the oven...shit, fuck, asshole!!!)...a chocolate cake. Which I planned to be soft, you know with a gooey inside, but is now rather dry. Oh ok, shit happens. What I was planning on saying was that when I was making it, I had to lick the bowl after (why else would I bother to bake?). It's a good thing I happened to look myself in the mirror after, since traces of chocolate was all over my face :)

Shirt

Some years ago (ok, quite some years ago) I bought an iron-free shirt. I shelled out a bit of money for the joy of not having to iron again, at least not this particular item. Only, after a few washes I thought it looked a little bit wrinkled, so thought I'd fix that with the iron. Turned out that once I started to iron, I had to continue. So much for iron-free. Guess I didn't read the fine-print, which probably said "for two washes" :)

New Years Eve

Realized I haven't told you what happened on New Years Eve. Well, we had the raclette dinner at a friends place, together with some excellent wine from Patrick, the wine guy. As dessert we had white and brown chocolate mousse. Homemade...mmm. We then ventured into town, in an overcrowded tram, together with thousands of other people in festive mood. Some quite drunk. Possibly we were among them :) Unfortunately weather was a bit drizzly, and I have to admit that everytime I see fireworks I think of how many people could get food for the day for the cost of the rockets. But I guess fireworks is part of celebrating New Years Eve, and other people seemed to enjoy it. Our party then split up for friends to go to a place where no women are allowed :)...and I took flatmate with me to my usual place. Normally I wouldn't have expected him to be that type of place person, but he really seemed to enjoy himself, dancing, chatting and drinking! Annika's party-school, that's something for a future career :)

I should have learned

So yesterday Thelma & Louise was on tv. In Italian. I should learn not to have expectations. If things don't come true, it's unnecessary to wish for them and get disappointed, and if they do, it's a nice surprise! That I think will be my attitude 2007.

2007

is starting pretty good. I found out that my pizza delivery place is not only offering Häagen-Dazs but also Ben&Jerry's. Double yummy! And with Thelma & Louise starting on tv just now, I can think of worse ways to spend an evening :)

The big blue

Am not to keen on movies with sad endings. How can you possibly let somebody you love go off into the sea to die? Nope, give me a happy ending any day. And that goes for real life too! Happy 2007 and welcome to my new blog!