Maand: april 2007

Lessons in Journaling

Lessons in Journaling

I am not the one to tell you how to and what, but since most of you are in the same position I am in… Here’s a brief history on Journaling! Before languages there were already people (…) drawing up their history in caves to 

Weird? Me? Top 10

Weird? Me? Top 10

OK, like I told yesterday I got tagged… And since no-one (thanks 4 nothin’) cared to explain the importance or value of this “thing”, I had to surf for quite some blogs to find out the hard way… There were things mentioned by people I 

DT Lunch

DT Lunch

First things first: I got Tagged… Can anyone explain me how tag works??? I always thought that tags are those things that coroners hang on your big toe to identify your body… BUT WHO AM I??? I need to tell you 10 weird things about me… I have to elelaborate on my answers…

You want the thruth??? You Can’t Handle The Truth!!! (Imaging Jack Nicholson in A Few Good Men)… I will tell you my soul searching findings tomorrow!

Back on the subject: How come that she enjoys those lunches and I have to suffer…

Early in the morning Michael was probably thinking to himself that I was (nearly) finished with Mom’s room and had some time to spare, so he pulled the roller-blind all the way up while balancing on the window-sill… And what does happen to kids when they’re balancing??? YES THEY FALL, but they also hang on to whatever they’re holding… So he pulled down the entire roller-blind…

Second of all we (me and the boys) had to leave the house (really early – like 9 AM) to make room for loads of women and women-talk… But hey! I had a surprise planned for the boys: we went to the Zoo (Blijgaarde Rotterdam). In front of that zoo is a huge pound with lots of fish, so we brought lots of old bread to feed them, even had enough to spread the joy among some other kids (that where there with BOTH parents)… The Zoo was so busy (traffic jam in the shark-tank) that we left after 3 hours! We then went to my parents-in-law to drop off Colin. He spends almost every sunday/monday with them (either here or there). Spend some time sitting in the backyard, have terrible coffee…

We went home, to see how thing were over there… (sounds dramatic?) Still crowded, so Michael wanted to play soccer, along came the neighbour kid and we spend about 2 hours on footy… The neighbour kid can shoot really hard, which I found out the hard way!!! I tried to block one of his shots with my foot… and BRUISED MY TOE!!! It was all swollen and black and blue and hurts like ****…

I have a “sick-leave” day to rest my toe (which is already doing better – thank you) ‘cause I couldn’t cycle to work! YES CYCLE!!! I am in the fortunate position that I only work a couple of KM away, so I can ride the bike to work, which is generally faster than the car during rush hour!!!

Anywayz! I still have to find a way to way to hang the roller-blind back up as Colin is coming home in the afternoon and is going to sleep in his own bed (Michael slept there last night)…

BUT HOW WAS YOUR WEEKEND!?!

BubBAH!

Scrapbook is not for Men!

Scrapbook is not for Men!

Is there anybody outthere (besides the INDUSTRY) that REALLY wants men to scrapbook? Sit in on crops, weekends etc. with nothing but women-talk and girlie-stuff? Does any woman want her friend/husband to get in touch with his feminine side and cry over this or that 

SCRAP

SCRAP

Does any of you ladies know the meaning of the word SCRAP? Well, according to Wikipedia… Scrap is a term used to describe waste metal. Old, unwanted metal such as parts of vehicles, building supplies, and surplus materials, are taken to a wrecking yard (known 

B’day Update

B’day Update

OK, cuz the weather was so great we decided to have lunch in stead of dinner, so we went to the centre of town with the kids… We had Club Sandwich’s and the kids had tosti’s.
After that we went looking for some new pants… How is it possible that a new pair of pants is about the same price as a new car??? €109,95 !!!! Are the buttons of gold??? NO!!! The zipper??? NO!!! And it was the price for 1 (ONE) pair of pants…
Oh yeah, the paviours came to take a look at what needed to be done in the backyard… And we made an appointment to go shopping for stones the next morning!

BAD LUCK COMES IN 3’s…
So Saturdaymorning we were off to look for those stones…
And found the exhaustpipe of the car to be broken… yet another €300 something… (Thanks Jan for helping out!) After that we just went home to do some cleaning and Birthday shopping… I even got to do some final electrician stuff (all the lighting in the hallway & outdoor is done)!!!

Sundaymorning had a nice family breakfast (made fresh croissants with the boys) and presents!!! She and the boys gave me DVD’s of the Muppets, a rock-magazine with a DVD, kid 1 made drawings at grandma’s and kid 2 made a great LO with drawing and pasting! So around midday the guests to my party came and that’s when we discovered Bad Luck #2: the Giant Parasol (made of wood) turned out to be broken so we need to get a new one… And now all we had to do was wait for number 3…
The rest of the afternoon went fine, and after dinner she got to take kid 2 for a shower and bed…

AND YES!!! HE PULLED AWAY IN THE DOORWAY, BANGED HIS HEAD AND HIS SKIN SPLIT OPEN!!! (#3) So we had to rush to hospital to get it stiched or whatever… As it turned out it was no big wound, the doc tied a couple of hair together over the wound and that was what we had to wait for for over an hour!!!

Oh Yeah! I got an Award from Nat! It was a nice weekend… How was yours???

BubbaH!

Happy Birthday….

Happy Birthday….

Happy birthday to meHappy birthday to meHappy birthdayHappy birthdayHappy birthday to me!!! How about that? I TURNED 21! (Don’t let anybody tell you otherwise!) Like anywhere else the house gets decorated with balloons and such, and this year the boys get to help!!! We also 

Belittle

Belittle

Look at the title of this here book “If my husband can scrapbook… So can you!” As if women are superiour to men… Women still think that they are the only gender on earth that can “Scrap”… But where would they be when they organize 

Your Space, my space (watch those caps)!!!

Your Space, my space (watch those caps)!!!

So now that I am almost done with her space, I start making plans for MY OWN SPACE

As already mentioned, I get the use of half the attic (the sunny side… oh no the cool side… or maybe…) as soon as she makes up her mind! The same goes for the doorway (THE ONE I ALREADY CLOSED THIGHT WITH BRICKS!!!) that needed to be closed to create one big attic… That now has to be split in the front- and back room!!!

I am a collector of (vinyl) records, so I cannot reside on the sunny side… OTHERWISE MY RECORDS WILL MELT!!! On the other hand, If I stay on the cool side of the attic, I am straight over the room of one of the kids… So I need to keep the volume down!

Just be glad that I’m not putting a POOL-TABLE upstairs!!!

Bubbah!

How to keep a scrapbooking woman happy?

How to keep a scrapbooking woman happy?

Is it difficult?Nah, you only have to be:1. a friend2. a pal3. a lover4. a big brother5. a father6. a teacher7. a chef8. an electrician9. a carpenter10. a plumber11. a technician12. an interior decorator13. a designer14. an exterminator15. a psychologist16. a shrink17. a healer18. a