I am slowly coming up for a breether. Again. Yeah. Three steps forward and two back. Showering? Check. Eating? Check. Stopping the OC Zapping? Check. Having serious thoughts to Go Out and see the Sun? Check. Wanting to clean up the resulting mess from a month with my head in the sand? Check..
I am so happy I live in Spain. It is March, it is sunny and it is 19 degrees Celsius. It makes it hard to be down for too long when the weather is not helping.
Friday, 13 March 2009
Saturday, 31 January 2009
Thursday, 22 January 2009
Sad
So this list was my cultural efforts in 2008. Sad. Obviously I forgot to put in a few things, like the concert with Mariza witch was brilliant, but on the whole I have not been very cultural. I read a lot, but most of the time I reread. I see many movies but again they are re-sees. And I listen to the same music over and over..
Books, Movies and Music in 2008
Consider the Lobster by David Foster Wallace
Nation by Terry Pratchett
On the Road by Jack Kerouac
The Book of Other People, various authors
Poirot season 10 (DVD)
Wit (the movie, not the play)
Carl Philipp E Bach: Symphonies & Conciertos
Duffy: Rockferry
Shrek3
FatboySlim: LateNightTales
Röyksopp: The Understanding
Ratatouille
The Holiday
Casino (James Bond)
Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert
The Bourne Ultimatum
The Science of Discworld 3
Books, Movies and Music in 2008
Consider the Lobster by David Foster Wallace
Nation by Terry Pratchett
On the Road by Jack Kerouac
The Book of Other People, various authors
Poirot season 10 (DVD)
Wit (the movie, not the play)
Carl Philipp E Bach: Symphonies & Conciertos
Duffy: Rockferry
Shrek3
FatboySlim: LateNightTales
Röyksopp: The Understanding
Ratatouille
The Holiday
Casino (James Bond)
Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert
The Bourne Ultimatum
The Science of Discworld 3
Monday, 19 January 2009
Pretty pretty
Here is a picture of my newest project, the prettiest yarn ever! It is a mix of wool, angora and silk and the colours are like therapy in winter..
Tuesday, 6 January 2009
Thursday, 18 December 2008
'allo, listen very carefully
A strange thing is happening to me lately. I just cannot be bothered with watching films. Just thinking about committing two hours to see something on a tv...bleh. I would rather like to see "White christmas" though. And I am looking forward to hopefully spending all of the morning on the 24th with cinderella, disney and "Reisen til julestjernen". So it is not all that dire. But I have the three first seasons of Allo Allo gathering dust in the shelves...when some months ago I would have watched them all in a couple of days and walked around saying "Listen wery carefully, I shall say this only once." at every opportunity. (Sadly my film-quotes are wasted on the spanish population. Noone would have understood it and just Looked at me. You stupid woman!)
I spent the weekend in Copenhagen and had a smashing time. My best friend lives there, has been for the last two years and I had yet to visit. Shame on me I know, but my no-studielån economy has not allowed for anything of that sort. It is the first weekend trip I have done on my own and I now I understand why people go on holiday shopping to London and Paris. I will do the same when I am a filthy rich plastic surgeon...since I am bending all my will to winning the loteria de Navidad this year I do not even have to wait that long...happiness can really be bought. It is found in all those heartbreaking beutiful things in small Copenhagen shops. They are so beautiful I found myself beeing quite happy and content, sipping a cup of delicious aspargus soup, watching the displays in the window, feeding my soul on beauty, without bying anything. Maybe being able to by the things would have ruined it somehow.
Apart from discovering my greedy inner self, I also lapped up the christmas threes, white tulips and other christmassy things they do not have in Zaragoza. (or Spain)
And then we had a party on saturday. It was great fun! Since it was in M's flat, we had total control over music and lots of space to dance in. Also we avoid the whole standing in a line to get drinks thing. The poor neighbour downstairs though...
Even better was that I woke up with no trace of hangover whatsoever, only a need to be alone and quiet after spending much time with people and noise. A lot of fun and no price to pay the day after. So evidently mulled wine and gin-tonics agree with me. (As opposed to Sangria and whatever-it-was-alcoholic beverage.) Thank you M for a great weekend!
(note I am getting all cryptic and only puts a letter for a name. Not that I have any aspirations/deluded hopes that this little blog will ever get read by more than a handful of people, but there are some weird folks out there and if I will not give my own name, there is no reason to give the names of my friends either. Since the only ones reading are friends anyhow, they'll know.)
I spent the weekend in Copenhagen and had a smashing time. My best friend lives there, has been for the last two years and I had yet to visit. Shame on me I know, but my no-studielån economy has not allowed for anything of that sort. It is the first weekend trip I have done on my own and I now I understand why people go on holiday shopping to London and Paris. I will do the same when I am a filthy rich plastic surgeon...since I am bending all my will to winning the loteria de Navidad this year I do not even have to wait that long...happiness can really be bought. It is found in all those heartbreaking beutiful things in small Copenhagen shops. They are so beautiful I found myself beeing quite happy and content, sipping a cup of delicious aspargus soup, watching the displays in the window, feeding my soul on beauty, without bying anything. Maybe being able to by the things would have ruined it somehow.
Apart from discovering my greedy inner self, I also lapped up the christmas threes, white tulips and other christmassy things they do not have in Zaragoza. (or Spain)
And then we had a party on saturday. It was great fun! Since it was in M's flat, we had total control over music and lots of space to dance in. Also we avoid the whole standing in a line to get drinks thing. The poor neighbour downstairs though...
Even better was that I woke up with no trace of hangover whatsoever, only a need to be alone and quiet after spending much time with people and noise. A lot of fun and no price to pay the day after. So evidently mulled wine and gin-tonics agree with me. (As opposed to Sangria and whatever-it-was-alcoholic beverage.) Thank you M for a great weekend!
(note I am getting all cryptic and only puts a letter for a name. Not that I have any aspirations/deluded hopes that this little blog will ever get read by more than a handful of people, but there are some weird folks out there and if I will not give my own name, there is no reason to give the names of my friends either. Since the only ones reading are friends anyhow, they'll know.)
Wednesday, 26 November 2008
It is almost here!!
Only 5 days and then it is december! And on sunday although it is still november, it is the first sunday of advent so I can put up my brand new xmas star and candles and listen to xmas music and make Gløgg. I might even sneak off to Ikea to by some pepperkaker (ginger cookies) yum yum. And I'll make xmas cards.
I do this ever year. I have so much stuff I want to do in December, christmassy stuff like baking and candles and workshop and decorating. For me christmas is all of december and it sort of ends on the 25th when there is no more stuff to DO, only eating and vegging out on the sofa.
But I love this feeling of anticipation and the christmas three and finding gifts and...It is not stressful at all. It will only cause stress if it becomes an obligation. A chore. And since the only one in this household that has any expectation whatsoever is me, well, I am easy to please. Ikea-pepperkaker and a advent light in the window.
I do this ever year. I have so much stuff I want to do in December, christmassy stuff like baking and candles and workshop and decorating. For me christmas is all of december and it sort of ends on the 25th when there is no more stuff to DO, only eating and vegging out on the sofa.
But I love this feeling of anticipation and the christmas three and finding gifts and...It is not stressful at all. It will only cause stress if it becomes an obligation. A chore. And since the only one in this household that has any expectation whatsoever is me, well, I am easy to please. Ikea-pepperkaker and a advent light in the window.
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