Thursday, January 31, 2008
Thursday 31 January 2008: Sarah is happy to be home sweet home with her kid after 5 days away...
Sarah says:
Great day at the office with Heidi - good to see her again - but yes, we forgot a photo together again. And now at home with the greatest love of my life - my kid -whom I want to smush because I have missed her so that little munchkin. Home sweet home! Can't wait to see my husband too of course! Being away can be really fun and nice but there's nothing like being home. You know what time it is now? You guessed it! Time for Little House on the Prairie! I have been waiting for this moment... Just look at that little angel! Man do I LOVE that girl!
And since I wasn't here on Sunday I'll include my favorite Post Secret entry of the week which I'm seriously wondering if my husband maybe sent in! Haha! By the way, I would have rather put the two post cards on Post Secret this week about porn but didn't want to be so controversial. Let me just tell you that the prudent American girl in me was very, very shocked to see the kind of full-fledged porno they show on regular French TV channels at night. They show it all! Everything! Shocking!!!! Truly! Not very good-looking actors though and it leaves nothing to the imagination at all. It'sa little bit too explicit for my tastes.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Saturday 26 - Tuesday 30 January: Sarah's Time in Cannes...
Sarah says:
Here's a photo summary of what I have been up to for the last days in Cannes. First and foremost, I was there to work of course, and work hard I did. It was all good! Lunchtime and evenings, however, were a mix of work and play. Lunch was generally about a good meal on the beach in the sun. Evenings were about a fun time out with my French co-worker BG. You can see in the below pictures how our evenings in a row evolved. Our last evening there was such great fun! We ended up on a boat. I made a new friend from South Africa who I will call George Clooney's brother here. So here goes...a lot of pics...many not included. As the saying goes, all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy... Work is play. Play is work. After all, isn't it? At least sometmes. At least in this setting... I am so tired I'm about to collapse and my voice is nearly gone but I can't wait to see what comes of all the meetings I had. I know what has come from the evenings I had - especially last night's. A headache. A dry mouth. A very tired girl...
That's my co-worker GB above putting on a grin for Face The Day. He's a good sport, that one. I had many a good meal with him in Cannes. I think we ate a lot actually. We started with greasy pizza Saturday night and finished with burgers and fries at the airport Wednesday and had a bunch of steaks and fish in between... The photo above was on Sunday I think but I don't know anymore. Maybe Monday actually... Midem is really one big whirlwind of a blur. The days go by filled with appointments and who knows which day you talked to whom and all that. You come home with 8000 business cards and then the real work begins. Follow-up...
And there above you can see what was right next to us each day at lunch. We went to the same beach restaurant 3 days in a row and I went to the same pizza place three times too. Why mess with a good thing!
There above you have BG, my co-worker from the Paris office. He's a good one! We hung out a lot in Cannes. Above you see us on the second evening I think - so Sunday, maybe Monday. I have no idea.
And there we are again smiling this time... And there we are again but on the last night - Tuesday... See, we went from bad to worse... But oh how fun Tuesday night was! It was nuts really... More on that below...
And I think that's me after a long evening Sunday night. We stopped by a Belgian company party on the beach and drank bad champagne...but heard great Belgian music blasting. I entered the party and GOOSE was playing loudly. Fabulous. I felt Belgian pride! But then it was time to sleep...
The above photo is on a boat on Tuesday night. We were invited to a cocktail hour to see a singer perform a few songs and to have some drinks and snacks and a few chats with people in the business and all. It's often at these sorts of evening events that business keeps happening. That's the whole idea really. We all have something to sell, don't we? The singer had herself to sell and there was something sort of sad and weird about the whole thing... Anyway - That's me above trying to make you see I am on a boat...
There above and also below is my new friend RM from South Africa. He was a trip! We hit it off on the boat and had a million laughs from start to finish. That may have had to do with the free champagne and beer - but this guy, who looked a little like George Clooney's brother if he had one - (okay - maybe not in the photo but he did in person sort of a little) - he was a blast. We clicked and rode with it and laughed and laughed and laughed - sometimes like two old ladies with lung trouble or smoker's cough -- hardly able to breath and with a bit of a metal, ashy sound. You know what I mean. That deep down kind of laugh. We each drank a bit from a big beer glass you can see below and all of a sudden it was as if the drink had been spiked. It hadn't. But that was the theory we came up with because from that point on - in our heads anyway - we were on a Romanian mafia ship of decadence. Everybody was suspicious - in a hilarious way of course. Nothing but fun! Below you can see the boat we were on. We kept asking ourselves - where are we and how did we get here? Very surreal indeed....
And last, but certainly not least, you can see me being a lush below drinking out of the trippy big glass of beer that set me and RM off on a laughing spree. In all honesty - the photo below was just a photo op. I am not the drunk I appear to be, though I was drunker than usual Tuesday night and loving every minute of it. But mostly Cannes was about hard work. And mostly, I try not to mention work too often on here. So you only get to see the fun stuff!
Here's a photo summary of what I have been up to for the last days in Cannes. First and foremost, I was there to work of course, and work hard I did. It was all good! Lunchtime and evenings, however, were a mix of work and play. Lunch was generally about a good meal on the beach in the sun. Evenings were about a fun time out with my French co-worker BG. You can see in the below pictures how our evenings in a row evolved. Our last evening there was such great fun! We ended up on a boat. I made a new friend from South Africa who I will call George Clooney's brother here. So here goes...a lot of pics...many not included. As the saying goes, all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy... Work is play. Play is work. After all, isn't it? At least sometmes. At least in this setting... I am so tired I'm about to collapse and my voice is nearly gone but I can't wait to see what comes of all the meetings I had. I know what has come from the evenings I had - especially last night's. A headache. A dry mouth. A very tired girl...
The view from the plane...
Getting close to Nice...
Nice looks nice from above!
After hitting the town for great pizza and several drinks, I was feeling giddy back at my hotel room in Cannes. I don't drink very often anymore and when I do, just a little. I had a tad more than a little and it had me all jolly just before I hit the sack like a sack of potatoes...
Getting close to Nice...
Nice looks nice from above!
After hitting the town for great pizza and several drinks, I was feeling giddy back at my hotel room in Cannes. I don't drink very often anymore and when I do, just a little. I had a tad more than a little and it had me all jolly just before I hit the sack like a sack of potatoes...
That's my co-worker GB above putting on a grin for Face The Day. He's a good sport, that one. I had many a good meal with him in Cannes. I think we ate a lot actually. We started with greasy pizza Saturday night and finished with burgers and fries at the airport Wednesday and had a bunch of steaks and fish in between... The photo above was on Sunday I think but I don't know anymore. Maybe Monday actually... Midem is really one big whirlwind of a blur. The days go by filled with appointments and who knows which day you talked to whom and all that. You come home with 8000 business cards and then the real work begins. Follow-up...
And there above you can see what was right next to us each day at lunch. We went to the same beach restaurant 3 days in a row and I went to the same pizza place three times too. Why mess with a good thing!
There above you have BG, my co-worker from the Paris office. He's a good one! We hung out a lot in Cannes. Above you see us on the second evening I think - so Sunday, maybe Monday. I have no idea.
And there we are again smiling this time... And there we are again but on the last night - Tuesday... See, we went from bad to worse... But oh how fun Tuesday night was! It was nuts really... More on that below...
And I think that's me after a long evening Sunday night. We stopped by a Belgian company party on the beach and drank bad champagne...but heard great Belgian music blasting. I entered the party and GOOSE was playing loudly. Fabulous. I felt Belgian pride! But then it was time to sleep...
The above photo is on a boat on Tuesday night. We were invited to a cocktail hour to see a singer perform a few songs and to have some drinks and snacks and a few chats with people in the business and all. It's often at these sorts of evening events that business keeps happening. That's the whole idea really. We all have something to sell, don't we? The singer had herself to sell and there was something sort of sad and weird about the whole thing... Anyway - That's me above trying to make you see I am on a boat...
There above and also below is my new friend RM from South Africa. He was a trip! We hit it off on the boat and had a million laughs from start to finish. That may have had to do with the free champagne and beer - but this guy, who looked a little like George Clooney's brother if he had one - (okay - maybe not in the photo but he did in person sort of a little) - he was a blast. We clicked and rode with it and laughed and laughed and laughed - sometimes like two old ladies with lung trouble or smoker's cough -- hardly able to breath and with a bit of a metal, ashy sound. You know what I mean. That deep down kind of laugh. We each drank a bit from a big beer glass you can see below and all of a sudden it was as if the drink had been spiked. It hadn't. But that was the theory we came up with because from that point on - in our heads anyway - we were on a Romanian mafia ship of decadence. Everybody was suspicious - in a hilarious way of course. Nothing but fun! Below you can see the boat we were on. We kept asking ourselves - where are we and how did we get here? Very surreal indeed....
And last, but certainly not least, you can see me being a lush below drinking out of the trippy big glass of beer that set me and RM off on a laughing spree. In all honesty - the photo below was just a photo op. I am not the drunk I appear to be, though I was drunker than usual Tuesday night and loving every minute of it. But mostly Cannes was about hard work. And mostly, I try not to mention work too often on here. So you only get to see the fun stuff!
Wednesday 30 january 2008: No country for old men!
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Tuesday 29 January 2008: Please give us light!!!
Heidi says: It is too grey outside! Dark and grey... We need light!
I just had lunch and I wanna write a review about that lunch and other lunches I had at the same place. The place is Repos Repas near our office in Kortrijk. I have had several lunches there and sometimes I don't know why I keep on returning there. I think it mostly has to do with the fact that it is close. It is not that the people aren't friendly. And the atmosphere is quite nice and stylish. But they are trying to be something they are not. The kichen is not at all as refined as they want to let you believe. The first time I ate at Repos et Repas, I had a pasta that was so salty I was thirsty all afternoon (and I am very into salty food normally!). Also the texture of the plate wasn't really interesting: pasta with dried tomatoes on top, and the sauce in a cup. That is not the kind of pasta I like. I like pasta, drenched in sauce, served as a pasta, and not some would-be refined meal. Anyway, maybe that's taste. But the salty taste kept on coming back as I tried out other meals in that restaurant. The salt just always pushes away any other flavour that could possible be used in the recipe.
Another problem is that the meals cost too much money for what you get. Again it comes to trying to be what you're not. If the food would be great, then I would be willing to spend a few euros more than the average price for a lunch. But this restaurant only exists a couple of months, I don't think they have proven so much, and yet they prices are quite high. And that for small portions of food that leave you a little bit hungry afterwards. I don't know. I am not convinced. But I keep on going there to give them another chance. Because they are neighbours, I guess. I hope that they change their food and ways a bit, so that I can write a better review one day (if face the day keeps on going :) ). If, for now, any of you have other things to say about Repos Repas, please do. I am curious to see what you think!
I want to add that I am not so demanding when it comes to restaurants, and food in general, and I want to apologize to people who read this who are too poor to buy good food. I have no reason to complain, when you look at the general picture. I am lucky to be born here, and I have a luxury life. I am aware of that, most of the time, but maybe not enough...
I just had lunch and I wanna write a review about that lunch and other lunches I had at the same place. The place is Repos Repas near our office in Kortrijk. I have had several lunches there and sometimes I don't know why I keep on returning there. I think it mostly has to do with the fact that it is close. It is not that the people aren't friendly. And the atmosphere is quite nice and stylish. But they are trying to be something they are not. The kichen is not at all as refined as they want to let you believe. The first time I ate at Repos et Repas, I had a pasta that was so salty I was thirsty all afternoon (and I am very into salty food normally!). Also the texture of the plate wasn't really interesting: pasta with dried tomatoes on top, and the sauce in a cup. That is not the kind of pasta I like. I like pasta, drenched in sauce, served as a pasta, and not some would-be refined meal. Anyway, maybe that's taste. But the salty taste kept on coming back as I tried out other meals in that restaurant. The salt just always pushes away any other flavour that could possible be used in the recipe.
Another problem is that the meals cost too much money for what you get. Again it comes to trying to be what you're not. If the food would be great, then I would be willing to spend a few euros more than the average price for a lunch. But this restaurant only exists a couple of months, I don't think they have proven so much, and yet they prices are quite high. And that for small portions of food that leave you a little bit hungry afterwards. I don't know. I am not convinced. But I keep on going there to give them another chance. Because they are neighbours, I guess. I hope that they change their food and ways a bit, so that I can write a better review one day (if face the day keeps on going :) ). If, for now, any of you have other things to say about Repos Repas, please do. I am curious to see what you think!
I want to add that I am not so demanding when it comes to restaurants, and food in general, and I want to apologize to people who read this who are too poor to buy good food. I have no reason to complain, when you look at the general picture. I am lucky to be born here, and I have a luxury life. I am aware of that, most of the time, but maybe not enough...
Monday, January 28, 2008
Monday 28 January 2008: Monday again?!?!
Heidi says: Bad start of the day. I was very tired when I woke up. Then I was washing Yma and she was moving wild, and so she fell down from a meter height. I was luckily holding her arm, so everything was ok. I am still a little bit shaking...
Oh! Almost forgot to tell you! I have an ondersnit! I am very happy with my ondersnit!
Oh! Almost forgot to tell you! I have an ondersnit! I am very happy with my ondersnit!
Sunday 27 January 2008: Heidi visits Pepe Henri in hospital and doesn't take a picture of that!
Heidi says: Pepe Henri had an operation on his neck. Twice. He's going to be fine. I am happy for that. I hope he may live a long life. I visited him today, together with my mother. He told us that he used to be able to get up from the ground without using his hands. And now he doesn't even get up from his seat. I felt his pain. He is not old in his head. Just his age shows how old he really is. Almost 80. This year. He wishes he wasn't. 60 maybe. Or younger. So that he could do whatever he wants with his body. I wish for pepe Henri that his operation gives him that. And no, I didn't take a picture of him and me. It wasn't appropriate (and I didn't bring my camera).
Ondersnit!!!!!
Saturday 26 January 2008: Party!!!!!
Friday, January 25, 2008
Friday 25 January 2008: It's weekend but before that, Sarah and Heidi have special visit at work!
Heidi says: My daughter has a 'sjkeve mulle'! :)
Sarah says:
I'm off to Cannes for a tradefair till newt Wednesday night! Not sure I'll make it on here a lot but I'll take a photo a day at least and post them when I am back if not before then. I'm sure Heidi will step up to bat here and keep this ship running! BYE FOR NOW!!!
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Thursday 24 January 2007: Sarah looks way back to 1989 as a face from about 19 years ago throws her into her high school yearbook!
Sarah says:
So here's the story! In preparation for a trade fair I'll be going to, I came across a familiar face in a publication about the week's speakers and events. The face belonged to someone whose name and face alone I knew from more than 20 years ago as we went to the same high school - or so I suspected. Anyway - on a whim, I thought I'd drop him an email, which is weird because in all these years I haven't tried to get in touch with anyone from that school and those days. Other than my close friend MS, I don't have any friends at all leftover from that high school. There are some people I'd like to get in touch with - but I never do. So why today? Oh because the Internet is way too easy. Anyway - the news isn't really that I got in touch with someone because I never really knew that someone anyway. The news is that I dove into my high school yearbook tonight and had a good laugh. It's always fun to look back in time and see where you have come from and how far you have come and how bad your hair looked some of the time. But it does bring on some serious nostalgia and it really makes me want to go to my 20th high school reunion!
In the above photo, you can see my colour school photo from my senior year in 1989 at Hackley in Tarrytown. I came in that day just for the photo actually. I remember it well. I had been so sick with mono (the kissing disease) and missed the first 6 weeks or so of school and what seemed like 3 months eventually. I felt awful! I was also bored out of my brains from being stuck at home. And see my ring-bracelet there in the photo? Well - that was me right there - that thing defined me. It was my mark. My individuality -- or so I thought! I got it on my 16th birthday from all my best friends. I wore it proudly for years. I have it saved for my daughter - though it is so 80s I'm afraid she'll want nothing to do with it! (whoops - just realized you can hardly see the ring-bracelet in the photo! Well - imagine it - all fake turquoise and silver and all!)
And the below photo is right out of my yearbook page - my very American, year book page. We all got half a page to pull a me-me-me! Now I do that every day on here! (haha). Look at my Jethro Tull quote there (if you click on photo or this link you can see it and a bunch of other stupid stuff I wrote back then). I really thought I was something different and special and superior. Underneath of course I felt inferior in every single way! And look at my Jim Morrison quote there! I was sort of predicting the future. I had this need in me to cut off and start over fresh. I always wanted a fresh start. I felt bad so much then and misplaced. I was a misfit. In some ways, I still am. But back then - man did I just want a new family and a new life all together. I wanted to escape. And so I did - eventually to Belgium. And here I am and I have metamorphosed. Or something like that.... You do realize I am half talking crap! The rest is real! :-)
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Wednesday 23 January 2008: Strange day for Sarah and Heidi
Heidi says: I had a strange day today. I woke up and I had to think for 5 minutes to discover what day it was. First I thought it was Monday, because I felt so tired. Then I hopes it was weekend. Turned out it was Wednesday, as every Wednesday we bring Yma to her grandparents. Start the day. Was awake after my coffee but not myself. Was too manic or hyper at moments, and too distracted. When I was talking to people, I had the feeling I wasn't myself, and I was saying the wrong things. By three, it got better. Now, at 5:30 PM I am tired again. What's wrong with me???
Wednesday 23 January 2008: Rest in peace, Heath Ledger...
Sarah says:
So freaking sad he's dead. Ever since I saw him in Brokeback Mountain I have been fascinated by Heath Ledger. He was a hell of an actor in that film. It probably seems very teenager-like to post his photo here and to be sad about his death, oh well... There is something so sad about it. As Heidi said to me this morning, he'll stay young forever now... Indeed. And his little daughter won't have a dad other than an iconic one. Maybe Morrissey can put his photo as a backdrop to one of his gigs - as he usually does, using images of men who generally swung both ways and died early. Heath probably didn't swing both ways in real-life - but his movie Brokeback Mountain is what he should be remembered by to all of us who only watched him from afar...
Of course this news item about Gaza is far more important than any freaking Hollywood star's death! Will there ever be a solution to this big middle-east mess!!! It's horrifying as usual!
Wednesday 23 January 2008: Rest In Peace St Thomas
Heidi Says: This world hurts sometimes. Last week we discovered that Saint Thomas, the Norvegian singer-songwriter is no more. He died around the 11th of September 2007, in his apartment. It’s only now that the information has arrived my brain. How sad.
I only saw Saint Thomas play live once. He was playing as the support act for Madrugada in the Cactus in Bruges. His wallet and other personal stuff had been stolen and he was not happy that night. He had just found out about that and so he was telling the public. Some assholes were yelling nasty things at him, saying he shouldn’t complain. Thomas decided he didn’t have to listen to that so he went off stage, and that was the concert of Saint-Thomas. We got to hear one song. Since then, Nico and me started to collect all his albums. The one we know best is ‘I’m coming home’. I am listening to it right now and my heart breaks. I feel sad and I could cry. We sang along so many times with this album, Nico and me. We still can. But St Thomas is gone. And we miss him.
This is the text that was put on the album ‘I’m coming home’:
“St. Thomas is 25 years old. He was born in Oslo. His heart gets warm if you appreciate his music. Please take care of him.”
Dear St Thomas...
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Tuesday 22 January 2008: Heidi looks back and Sarah shares hair-removal stories and her kids brain with you!
Heidi says: I need light...
Sarah says:
Just back from hair removal. More on that later... Below you can see my kid inside and out! Amazing! More on that later too.. -- Okay - I'm back Jack! Just to give you a small report on the hair-removal - well, it's going so well that we may have to skip the next session face-wise - so that is fabulous news! The upper-lip hair looks gone-daddy-gone today though I wasn't so sure after the last session. But the rest of the hair - I don't even have to be busy with it at all except for the week before the hair-removal session when it starts coming in again and the 8 days after when it starts being ready to fall out but can't quite jump ship yet. This has been 100% worth the money and the effort! Seriously - I used to be busy with this at least two times a day - morning and night. Now it's down to a few days here and there. As for the bikini - early days yet! My next session for bikini hair is the 4th of March. I will say that since the first session 6 weeks ago, the hair has stayed away basically, which is great. I suspect it will start coming in again the week before the next session. But again - that means I get about 10 or 11 weeks during which I don't have to be busy with it all! Fantastic! By the way - for the few of you out there who are following my hair-removal story because you are interested in it because of your own hair troubles, via this link you may be able to find a specialist in your area. I think via this link, you can fill in a form with your town/city and they will let you know the closest place to get this done. There are so many different procedures. I recommend this one because so far, it has really worked for me - but who knows if it will be long-lasting and all that! I'll keep you posted!
As for the photos below of my kids inner-head - well, she's had a cough for months and we have been worried. After this treatment and that - we finally had some x-rays done of her sinuses and lungs. She got the all-clear thankfully! I am so relieved! When she was born - because she had 5 birthmarks - red ones - raised ones - the doctor told us we'd always have to watch out for such tumors growing inside her body. Such tumors wouldn't be cancerous but could cause blockage and if so, would have to be removed. The doctor said they could show up in any organ from the brain to the lungs to the intestines. So whenever there's something off with my kid, I wonder and I worry a little, though I hardly share these fears with anyone. But she's fine it seems so that's great! And I just love having such x-rays of her? Look at her head and neck and teeth! It's funny! She was quite pleased herself saying: "I'm as pretty on the inside too". She's got a real good sense of self. I hope that lasts. She's such a good sport that Lool!
Heidi says: Waw. Picture above is a year ago... Man o man, have we changed? See Yma on last Sunday right below...
Monday, January 21, 2008
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Sunday 20 January 2007: the after-day Morrissey...
Heidi says: Morrissey is a hero. He always will be. Even when his concerts aren't perfect. Like the one I saw yesterday. The bad sound made it a not so interesting concert for me. That last 'for me' is very important because I know that most people will disagree. And that is fine. It was my own feeling and I am entitled to it, just as others are entitled to feel like this was the concert of their life. I will say no more, than that Morrissey has my total respect. basta.
Check my Twin Peaks-ouffit! I now see I need to wear red lipstick. No Twin Peaks without red lipstick!
Sarah says:
It's Sunday. I'm hiding out. Hibernating... Morrissey was grand in Lille at L'Aéronef Saturday night the 19th of January 2008. I love how much he is loved. He's created such an icon of himself. His voice is forever lovely. He is fascinating to watch. I understand why men really love him. I'm pretty sure it's quite impossible to have any idea at all who he is. I only knew a handful of his songs but the ones I didn't know didn't bore me at all. His lyrics are always clever and provocative much of the time. He's funny. He can take the piss. And again, my oh my is he loved - apparently loads and loads by Belgians. I'm a bigger fan now that I have seen him than I was before. I totally understand why my husband adores his persona and his music so. Not sure I'd see him live again - I'll leave that to my husband. But I am sure glad I got to see him now...
And below is the Post Secret this week that caught my eye the most. Not sure why. Cancer is such a rotten bastard. Anyway - if you have a mole or a lump or a bump please just get it checked out. The sooner, the better...
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Saturday 19 January 2008: It's M-day!!!! Morrissey Morrissey Morrissey Morrissey
Friday, January 18, 2008
Friday 18 January 2007: Welcome special guest baby Louise to Face The Day and Happy Birthday Dirk!!!
Sarah says:
My and Heidi's former colleague KDW and his wife had a baby girl Louise on the 16th of January! Heidi and I visited them in the hospital tonight. It is so freaking great to see KDW as a dad! I sometimes wish I had a dad like KDW! I am sure KDW will be a fabulous father. And his wife will be an amazing mother. They look like a good little family already. It's so terribly sweet. Louise is just a wee little thing. She's really beautiful. Congrats to KDW and ALD! Good job! Well done!
By the way - don't Heidi and I look awfully tired. That's normal! It's Friday! It's been a long, hard but great week. Long, busy days. Intense sometimes. But we are riding on a happy cloud right now... Happy weekend!
There's Louise up a above - half awake and half asleep...
And there above you can see the happy parents with their girl Louise.
I love that name! Great, strong name. Can't wait to see how Louise grows up.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Thursday 17 January 2007: Heidi and Sarah are full of poems and longing for help and chocolate!
Sarah says:
Thanks to our buddy-boy Dirk who gave us a box of poetry magnets at our opening reception, I took a short break from my day to write y'all a poem! My words were limited but I am happy with the results, which you can see below if you click on the photo so that you see it in real size or try clicking this link and it should automatically be readable! Thanks Dirk! That was good fun! Heidi and I will enjoy these magnets I am sure! Heidi is already eating the one that says chocolate and I am busy begging for some help. A good day for the two of us again. We're happy. We're doing fine. We got sunshine on our minds!
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Wednesday 16 January 2008: Heidi posts a mofo for Sarah and posts her own mofo at the same time
Sarah says: I need help. Really hard to know who to vote for. One decision was made with a little help from someone - not sure it's the right one. Just took the chance. But for the rest? I have no idea? I don't even know who these people are! Can anyone help?
I wish I could say I have seen the light! Beautiful light shining through and Heidi and me this morning. We both have belly aches though and so does Marv. I hope that rotten norovirus didn't make it's way from The UK to here and we'll all be stuck on our toilets for days and days. Saturday a whole bunch of us head to Lille to see Morrisey!!! I can't wait. I have always wanted to see him live. Bound to be a fun one! So we had better not all be stuck home with diarroea that night!
Heidi says:
My belly ache isn't really a belly ache but there sure is something going on in there... It can better not turn into a mofo belly ache or the house will be too small. And this office too! For the rest I still feel a bit weak every now and then. I guess it is like they say: pneumonia stays in your body for a long time. I have had very good days since the pneumonia got better, but I also have days that I almost fall down after standing up too quickly, probably because I have a too low blood pressure. Today is such a day. I'll be careful.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Tuesday 15 January 2007: Sarah has a frog in her throat and Heidi promised a photo but hasn't come through with it yet and shiiii...
Sarah says:
Heidi and I see each other the whole dang day but hardly manage to remember to take a photo together! We have to try harder or this will become: Sarah Faces The day without Heidi except for every other weekend or so and once and a while when they happen to remember to take a pic"... Doesn't really have a nice ring to it...
It was a good day for me and for Heidi. We are in high spirits. Feeling pretty, pretty, pretty good, as Larry David would say...
I have a semi-frog in my throat thanks to my Ba-ruch ata, A-do-noids, a.k.a. phlegm build-up thanks to drippy sinuses. It just flows and slows or rather doesn't flow but just gets stuck! Nasty! I know - I shouldn't be writing about it. But it's a fact Jack so that's that and as I have said before, I am sure many of you can relate!
Time for me to go read People magazine and go to sleep... Y'all sleep well!
Heidi says: I am very sorry but my camera has gone missing. So no picture yet again... Aren't you oh so curious to see how I look today? :) How I've changed in the last three days... ooooh. You can't wait to see me again! It must be so hard for you all!
Monday, January 14, 2008
Monday 14 January 2008: Sarah is on the go go go...up up up, coming up....
Sarah says:
Life is a series of stairs - ups and downs. Up, up, up I go. But I have a bad knee right now so that's keeping me down. Just when you are feeling up, a bad knee can bring you back down. What goes up, must go down and all that. How can you laugh, when you know I'm down? Love lifts us up where we belong.
This is what good old Ani Difranco has to say in Up Up Up Up
up up up
up up up up up up
points the spire of the steeple
but god's work isn't done by god
it's done by people
up up up up up up
points the fingers of the trees
the lumberjacks
with their bloody axes
are on their knees
and just when you think that you've got enough
enough grows
and everywhere that you go in life
enough knows
up up up up up up
dances the steam from the sewer
as she rounds the corner
the brutal wind blows right through her
up up up up up up
raises the stakes of the game
each day sinks its bootprint into her clay
and she's not the same
and just when you think that you've got enough
enough grows
and everywhere that you go in life
enough knows
and half of learning how to play
is learning what not to play
and she's learning the spaces she leaves
have their own things to say
then she's trying to sing just enough
so that the air around her moves
and make music like mercy
that gives what it is
and has nothing to prove
she crawls out on a limb
and begins to build her home
it's enough just to look around
to know she's not alone
up up up up up up
points the spire of the steeple
but god's work isn't done by god
it's done by people
Here's someone doing a dance to Ani Difranco's song Up, Up, Up - nice!
And this you tube video by her for Coming Up is another view on up..... My lord is Ani Difranco beautiful! Just look at her here!!!
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Sunday 13 January 2007: Just a normal, sleepy Sunday for Sarah... Nothing to report...
Sarah says:
I stayed in bed this morning until 11 am!!! Unbelievable. That is very rare indeed. And sadly, I feel even more tired because of it! But in a good, lazy way. It's a perfect Sunday really. No obligations. A little bit of cleaning up and cooking here and there. A ton to do tomorrow but it can wait... I have hardly even gotten dressed today. Just put on some comfy stuff and I don't intend on leaving the house at all. I'll make a super dinner at some point. I'll clean out some cabinets and do some laundry. I'll make a call or two. I'll watch a little TV tonight and I'll go back to sleep. These sorts of days are so needed. I totally enjoy them though sadly there is something a little bit depressing about them. That's probably just the inner-head pressure to have to get stuff done and be busy rather than just do nothing and relax. Stupid brain! Why doesn't it just let me be a lazy fool sometimes!
In that photo above you can see my wandering eye because I am not wearing my glasses. Again it makes me wonder how I'd look with lenses. Would my wandering eye fix itself with lenses or stay off-center? Does anyone know? I need to know before I invest in lenses. This is an on-going thing for me. It stops me from just going out and getting some lenses...
It's Post Secret time and it was hard do find a favorite this week so I am stuck with the one below about nose-hair. I'm sorry. I am quite shallow really. I do notice these things on people. I wish I didn't. But nose-hair is really one of those things that people should keep tidy if you ask me. I just don't like to see it hanging about... Sorry to those of you who don't trim it and let it go all wild and flappy. If I were you, I'd get one of those special razors and snip it right away!
Saturday 12 January 2007: It's Vredeseilanden Day around Flanders!
Sarah says:
Today we were busy bringing hot chocolate and warm pancakes to volunteers selling Vredeseilanden products around Wevelgem to raise money for farmers in Africa so that they can make sustainable farming and live off of their earnings. Every year such events are organized in Flanders. This year the money raised will go to milk farmers in Tanzania.
We started at 8:00 and got home by 11pm as we stayed to eat dinner with some of the volunteers. Our kid had a good day and we were glad to see her wanting to help and starting to understand that she can help and that we have it pretty lucky here in our rich, western world. We don't have to rub it in her face. She's at an age where she observes and listens and starts to get a little bit how the world works and sometimes doesn't work at all for people.
But she also had a lot of fun! Heidi's sister and brother-in-law were there with us the whole time and my daughter is a big fan of them.
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