It may be my German, but I was reading in 20 minutes that a proposal was put through to make women equal to men in Switzerland.
Seriously, it wouldn't surprise me if they were not regarded as equal today, but it's very, very sad.
This must be my No 3 on the list what's wrong with Switzerland!
Saturday, October 01, 2011
Friday, September 30, 2011
Audi something
A friend of mine needed a new car, and like anyone would do, went to buy one. I guess one of his nine other cars didn't suffice.
10 steps to success
An Ikea-box. Gaaaaahhhh!!!! Even though it's only 10 steps to put the darn thing together, I only got to four.
Zina insisted on helping, but to no avail. Now I have called in the rescue team.
To be continued...
Zina insisted on helping, but to no avail. Now I have called in the rescue team.
To be continued...
Rat
Went to Ikea today to buy something for the kitchen, but couldn't resist a small present for my cats. After some initial suspicion, it turned out to be a hit.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Castration
Went to consult with the vet today. He recommends removing the whole package, and not only cut the cords to prevent pregnancies. This is because there might be cysts in the future. And it's called castration even on female cats.
I asked whether they would change personality and become fat. He laughed, touched his own stomach and said food makes you fat, not castration. He was like a Santa Claus, so I kinda trust him. Personalities will not change he claims.
So now I have an appointment for my little ones. Good thing they don't know what's coming!
I asked whether they would change personality and become fat. He laughed, touched his own stomach and said food makes you fat, not castration. He was like a Santa Claus, so I kinda trust him. Personalities will not change he claims.
So now I have an appointment for my little ones. Good thing they don't know what's coming!
Monday, September 26, 2011
Socks
When I was packing up the boat today I noticed a pair of socks squeezed into the bridge I park at. I so wondered why.
Probably a suit from a bank nearby who had a free moment, and took off his socks, then forgot them. But who knows? Maybe it was somebody thinking I needed socks? But how would the suit explain showing up after lunch without socks? Wouldn't he miss them?
It's all a mystery.
Probably a suit from a bank nearby who had a free moment, and took off his socks, then forgot them. But who knows? Maybe it was somebody thinking I needed socks? But how would the suit explain showing up after lunch without socks? Wouldn't he miss them?
It's all a mystery.
Burning
I was considering buying a cake from Sprüngli for my party, a big thick chocolaty thingie with candles. One for each year. Only on second thought burning down my place is probably not a good idea!
Mutilation
On Thursday I shall be meeting with a vet regarding sterilization of my little sweeties. I want to go there without the cats first to get a feel for the vet, and the clinic. The second I see rusty equipment, or a guy without empathy I am outta there.
Oh, they are so not gonna like it!
Oh, they are so not gonna like it!
The famous wine diet
I have fattened lately. Ever since I found that great sandwich shop, I have put on weight. This is absolutely no good, since I have to fit into my fabulous dress in about a month, so from now on it's diet time.
Guest what it's called? The wine diet. Better a slim alcoholic, than a fat bore.
Guest what it's called? The wine diet. Better a slim alcoholic, than a fat bore.
Out and about
Was closing up the boat for the season today. I know, it's 23°C and sunshine but enough is enough. Now it's sealed with silver tape, and not even a hummingbird would get in there. I hope. Not that there are flocks of hummingbirds in Switzerland but still.
After all that work (all of 10-15 mins) I felt I needed a drink, so went to my place, where I got a private concert. It was the staff, the band, an ex miss Switzerland and her guy (either boyfriend or gay, no hetero man that handsome is ever single!) and me. Good fun.
It might have been that they were there for a shooting, but I choose to believe it was organized for me.
After all that work (all of 10-15 mins) I felt I needed a drink, so went to my place, where I got a private concert. It was the staff, the band, an ex miss Switzerland and her guy (either boyfriend or gay, no hetero man that handsome is ever single!) and me. Good fun.
It might have been that they were there for a shooting, but I choose to believe it was organized for me.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Politicians - respect
So after failing miserably in being my old self, having fallen asleep with a pile of purring fur next to me this afternoon, I ended up watching tv about people who got incapacitated and how they deal with it. Uplifting on a Saturday evening. Not.
But it made me think. Being a politician must be the worst profession there is. How do you decide where to invest the money? The elderly, who have worked their whole life and deserve a pension? Or perhaps the children who needs a good school in order to grow up and be good and tax-paying adults? Or what about the disabled who cannot tend to themselves? Or what about infrastructure, housing and transportation?
I think whatever the politicians decide, they will get criticized. And probably rightly so. We need interest groups, but imagine having a job getting criticized whatever you do. How many people would put up with that?
And for the record I'm not talking about idiots like Berlusconi, Ghadaffi and others who just want to rip people off.
Personally, I think a tax percentage of 30% is reasonable to help others. Work 1,5 days a week to support the society, and 3,5 days for yourself. That would make sense. Countries like whole of Africa, most of South America, eastern Europe and Greece in western Europe would be out of poverty in notime. Remember where you heard it first!
But it made me think. Being a politician must be the worst profession there is. How do you decide where to invest the money? The elderly, who have worked their whole life and deserve a pension? Or perhaps the children who needs a good school in order to grow up and be good and tax-paying adults? Or what about the disabled who cannot tend to themselves? Or what about infrastructure, housing and transportation?
I think whatever the politicians decide, they will get criticized. And probably rightly so. We need interest groups, but imagine having a job getting criticized whatever you do. How many people would put up with that?
And for the record I'm not talking about idiots like Berlusconi, Ghadaffi and others who just want to rip people off.
Personally, I think a tax percentage of 30% is reasonable to help others. Work 1,5 days a week to support the society, and 3,5 days for yourself. That would make sense. Countries like whole of Africa, most of South America, eastern Europe and Greece in western Europe would be out of poverty in notime. Remember where you heard it first!
My funny cats
With the risk of losing my "devoted" blog readers I have to talk about how much joy my cats give me.
They play, tails thick, they are wiggling their behinds, then jumping out from behind the corner, attacking the sister. It is so funny to watch. They are also champions in jumping. I get jealous seeing them. They are so gracious when moving. Most of the time I don't know where they are, unless I see them.
Sometimes they roll around on the floor, biting, wrestling and attacking each other, until you hear a loud "miaow". That means one of them has bitten a bit too hard and to stop. Next thing you know they are sleeping next to each other.
I cannot remember what it was like living without them!
They play, tails thick, they are wiggling their behinds, then jumping out from behind the corner, attacking the sister. It is so funny to watch. They are also champions in jumping. I get jealous seeing them. They are so gracious when moving. Most of the time I don't know where they are, unless I see them.
Sometimes they roll around on the floor, biting, wrestling and attacking each other, until you hear a loud "miaow". That means one of them has bitten a bit too hard and to stop. Next thing you know they are sleeping next to each other.
I cannot remember what it was like living without them!
75
Tomorrow my mother would've been 75 had she lived. And I'm not exaggerating, she was the best. Simply the best. The nicest person I have ever had the pleasure of knowing.
Not saying we never fought, of course we did. Especially when I was a teenager. Contrary to what you might think, I was a tad difficult. Getting home drunk when I was 13, hanging out with boys, that type of thing.
When I got older we liked each others company. We liked to hang out, go out together, visit each other, just being the best friends.
There are very few days still when I do not think of her. I miss you Mum!
Not saying we never fought, of course we did. Especially when I was a teenager. Contrary to what you might think, I was a tad difficult. Getting home drunk when I was 13, hanging out with boys, that type of thing.
When I got older we liked each others company. We liked to hang out, go out together, visit each other, just being the best friends.
There are very few days still when I do not think of her. I miss you Mum!
Cat mistress
These days I am a sorry excuse for the party girl I once was. Ok, girl might be stretching it, but woman then.
Very often when I'm away I think about my cats. What are they doing, do they miss me, are they up to something mischievous?
This pattern has gotta change. Not a foot in the grave yet.
I know it's good for the cats that I'm away, and they get a chance to miss me. The feeling when I get home and Zetti meets me inside the door, having small eyes and yawning gives it away even if she wants to project the image that she was wide awake and just waiting for me to come back, is sooo nice. Zina takes a more leisurely approach, coming when it suits her.
Yes, gotta snap out of this! The cats are fine without me. At least until they get hungry...
Very often when I'm away I think about my cats. What are they doing, do they miss me, are they up to something mischievous?
This pattern has gotta change. Not a foot in the grave yet.
I know it's good for the cats that I'm away, and they get a chance to miss me. The feeling when I get home and Zetti meets me inside the door, having small eyes and yawning gives it away even if she wants to project the image that she was wide awake and just waiting for me to come back, is sooo nice. Zina takes a more leisurely approach, coming when it suits her.
Yes, gotta snap out of this! The cats are fine without me. At least until they get hungry...
Thursday, September 22, 2011
It's raining mice
Haha, my cats have no sense of humour. Normally we play the catch-the-mouse-game with me throwing the mice along the hallway corridor, them catching them and then we change positions me throwing the mice the other way.
Today I surprised them by standing in the same place, throwing the mice up in the air, dropping them on the floor singing "It's raining mice, hallelujah, it's raining mice, hallelujah".
They didn't get it.
It could possibly have something to do with my singing...
Today I surprised them by standing in the same place, throwing the mice up in the air, dropping them on the floor singing "It's raining mice, hallelujah, it's raining mice, hallelujah".
They didn't get it.
It could possibly have something to do with my singing...
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
The perfect excuse
At 6.30 this morning I awoke by a big crash. One of the cats (suspect Zina) had pulled one of my candleholders off the window shelf onto the floor. Glass everywhere.
This happened to be a gift that I liked, but I realized the upside of this "accident". From now on, every time I get a gift I don't like, I can blame the cats. Excellent!
This happened to be a gift that I liked, but I realized the upside of this "accident". From now on, every time I get a gift I don't like, I can blame the cats. Excellent!
Bzz-bzz-bed
Was lying in a bed this afternoon on display in a store. Felt quite funny actually.
The frame would be shiny black and equally shiny metal legs, with a headboard leaning back 4 cm's. Like this, but black and with different legs.
The mattress would be top-of-the-class with air and filled with sheep and cashmere wool. Supersoft.
And the bottom would include a 4-engine electronic device to move head, knees and feet up or down to ensure perfect sleep position. Bzz, feet up, som more bzz, head down, even more bzz, knees bent. How comfy is that?
Comes with 10 years warranty, delivery and installation.
Downside? None really, except for that the price is a tad steep. Only 14,551 Swiss francs...
The frame would be shiny black and equally shiny metal legs, with a headboard leaning back 4 cm's. Like this, but black and with different legs.
The mattress would be top-of-the-class with air and filled with sheep and cashmere wool. Supersoft.
And the bottom would include a 4-engine electronic device to move head, knees and feet up or down to ensure perfect sleep position. Bzz, feet up, som more bzz, head down, even more bzz, knees bent. How comfy is that?
Comes with 10 years warranty, delivery and installation.
Downside? None really, except for that the price is a tad steep. Only 14,551 Swiss francs...
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Weed
I know this is regarded weed, but I am amazed that something can grow out of granite stone on my balcony.
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