Bon -first- jour!

Last Sunday, bright and early

I dressed more adventurous, less girly...

There were paths to walk and mountains to see

and the purest air to fill my lungs with glee. 

While my lovely company went skiing way up there

I was left with the possibility to go anywhere...

My boots led the way 

to one hell of a perfect first France day...

Location of my first magical winterstay in France: Pelvoux, Le Sarret

Streets of Le Sarret. For you Va!

Streets of Le Sarret.

Still seems like a big ass amount of snow to me, apperently, this is not much!

... and to look at a clothesline from up top

Still enough snow to go skiing...

BAM!

On the streets of Le Sarret

On the streets of Le Sarret

On the streets of Le Sarret.

Le Sarret

Shadows on a wall in Le Sarret.

Self portret

Le Sarret

The smallest member of the company.

Follow up on where else these shoes took me in France! Next blog...

Happy V-day

Happy day of Valentine!

Today, no flowers and I won't romantically dine.

No "great love" at my door

and making love on the kitchen floor*.
That does not mean this day is hard...
advantage number 1 = I don't have to hold in my fart!

 No serious: "Love" I don't lack
not now, not when I look forward, nor when I look back**.
Besides, Love is too big to fit in one day
Big and confusing, that I can say.

Confusing and incomprehensible,

fantastic and utterly sensible***.

Love has levels the tallest buildings don't reach

it's something you feel, not something you teach.

Love to you, may mean something different to me...

But in all... I try to let it be (even the smalles little bit of) Love I see.
In (mostly) all people, actions, animals and things
and trying just thàt...  gives you wings!

Flirting bikes - Udaipur, India

Detail Hindu Temple, India

Love! - Playas los Frailes, Puerto Lopez, Ecuador

Moe and Va...

... grew old together.

Just enjoying eachothers company - Villa de Leyva, Colombia

Double Open Door= Love, Den Bril, Lier

Male affection - Varanasi, India

:) - Seattle

Hinid, sounds like "la" - Jaipur, India

Couple - Istanbul, Turkey

Where all Love starts - Message in Hotel, Varanasi, India

A tree=Love - Canoa, Ecuador

Sun+shade=Love, Willemstad, Curacao

* Moeke, vake, zus en huisgenoot: ik doe zo'n dingen niet hoor, dat rijmt alleen zo lekker ;)
** OK, when I look back as far as puberty, I felt unloved.
But that's just part of that life-stage's process
*** "Sensible" as in sensitive, delicate and tender not as in wise or rational... not that at all.

(The number of) The Beast

This week(end) was a beast...
a real emo, party and "work like a mad women" feast...

Vincent Bilo kind of was the start of it all
as he read the news, all sexy and formal.
When the item "Skinny Puppy is not torture music" was brought up,
he made me laugh, I could not stop!
Serieus bussiness, no doubt about that,
but it was because of what and how he said:
"666, the number of the beast"...
 Aweome kick off for my weekend, to say the least.

The Beast of Burden, Moe and Va's donkey, Fien.

 
A beast of a storm,
an umbrella torn.
Widely-spread muscular male windowcleaners everywhere:
I failed the command "Do not stare".
Killer meetings in more hours then I had,
not enough time in my warm and soft bed.
A movie that makes you laugh and then shoke
because it's actually sad, not really a joke.
Two hospital-visits on one "heavy metal day"
but this time, I got to hold The New Born and heard that my health is okay!
Heart to heart talks and too much wine as red as blood.
If emotions were water, my bucket would flood.
"Out on the town" with two ladies as hot as fire...
Men gave us loud growls and eyes full of desire.

I only see one remedy to deal with this devil:
fight it on it's own level.
Instead of yoga tonight,
or getting into a bar fight...
I will just let my hair down and put this on repeat
Beast: acknowledge your defeat!

Such a perfect day

It was such a perfect day,

let me some things up, if I may...

 

Woke up before the alarm

felt pretty comfortable and warm.

Got to talk to an angelic friend from over the ocean

LOVE was at least one present emotion!

Broke the fast with warm food

could I have been in a better mood?

 

Oh yes, I could, because there she is...

It's ''CinderELLA'' to you, miss!

Just when I think I have seen her cutest way

she comes up and makes this a perfect day...

With the softest voice she ''read'' her New Years Letter 

with gestures and signs that made it even better.

 

Liefste meter,
Met mijn armpjes open,
kom ik aangelopen.
Een kusje hier, een kusje daar.
Een gelukkige Nieuwjaar!
Uw kleine kapoen,
Ella.

 

When I showed her what, for her, I made

she played and played and played...

 

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Home made pastries, hot chocolate, ice-cream, a housemate that baked pancakes and tea...

A perfect ''perfect day'' feast, if you ask me!

All that sugar made us need fresh air

''Hey, I know of a slide and grass over there!''

Ella loves chickens and slides

and never ever her excitement she hides...

 

 

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When they left I had to run off the empty space

and made my Sunday evening activity into a race

Half an hour and about 5K

hot salty soup... and yes there it is... Just a perfect day! 

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QYEC4TZsy-Y



Little owl

A little owl lives in my sister's belly,

she grows like the speed of a car in a rally.

This fact alone,

puts my sister on a throne!

 

But then I got this adorable card

and clear became MY part...

 

Er staat geschreven:
''Ik weet nog niet zo veel
want ik ben nog mar klein.
Maar van 1 vraag ben ik zeker:
Zou jij mijn meter willen zijn?''

 

Not only is this little owl my niece,

she will be my third godchild, if I please.

Yes, yes I do, and with so much love!

Of being a godmother, I can't get enough!

 

I already dream

of the three of us eating cookies and ice cream,

of taking all three to the zoo

and of spending time alone, just me and you!

Little owl, good luck growing...

and YOU, I'm looking forward knowing!

 

 

Having Stan fall asleep
while holding him
was like scoring the winning goal
in a finale of a Championship.
I have no idea what that feels like,
but it must feel superb! 

 ''One last Bumba show''.
She kept crying and I had to run upstairs
to cry a little too.
I'm not the educative kind
of godmother... :)

 



This last day rules!

Sad because of a year that ends?

This only depends...

on how you look at things and what you see...

This day already rules, check off this list with me:

 

* the best music of the year...

Thank you for ''De Tijdloze'', StuBru dear!

* fighting sheep as I drive by,

the cutest thing, my oh my!

* my own mother making a sex-joke

am I dreaming? Someone give me a poke!

* little, bundled up children singing their songs

from the top of their tiny longs

* feathers for in my hair

I will look fancy no matter what else I wear!

* me on my bike winning a race with a big ass truck

ok, maybe the traffic jam was my luck

* two top ladies to have some dinner with

I admit, I am in love with them a bit...

* I get to go dance dance dance

me and my feathers are grateful for that chance!

 

Today is the very last day of 2013

and I refuse to think of the shit I have seen.

It was one hell of a year

but leaves me without fear.

Because something good was in every day

so I will celebrate if I may!

 

 

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Fighting the germs

 By driving to work, instead of taking the train.

Warmth and comfort? I will take the ''gain''.

By letting people pass on and off the streets

and having their gratitude heal me like would red beets!

 

By enjoying the fall-colors and beauty of the morning sun...

I'm instantly happy and the day has just begun!

Add this song to the morning scene

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZY4J3sVMmN0

 and I feel like I'm living the dream!

 

By having a productive day behind the PC

while it felt like StuBru was playing music, just for me!

By eating soup that is greener then grass

I can literarily feel my throat ache pass.

 

By giving a genuine and caring compliment

and by laughing so hard it made my back bend.

By having a beautiful friend ask me how I feel

and hearing in her voice, she cares a great deal...

 

By working on my physical balance with Pilates

and by always saying ''thank you'' and ''pretty please''.

By accidently dropping a glass jar off the drying rack

and thinking: ''Yes, good luck, my health will be back on track!''

 

By drinking massive amounts of tea

and occasionally

having a cup with a delicious (!!!) chocolate gift

just looking at them gives me a lift!

I will share my chocolate, but you have to be fast!

I really don't think that long they will last...

 

Sugar might not be the best bet,

but I'm hoping you won't forget:

Feeling happy and having gratitude

is the way to a healthier body and a kick ass mood!

 

Love is everywhere!

 



Gone with the wind...

Saying ''Goodbye'' and ''So long''...

and in the meantime staying strong?

It's hard because of that empty space,

of something you think you can never replace.

It's something in the lives of us all

letting go of ''things'' big or small.

 

Little Ella grows up to be super brave

last weekend to the wind she gave

something that to her is very dear

while she showed no sings of fear.

Sadness was showing in her eyes

but she kicked ass and her sparkle never dies!