"I'll make you an offer you can't refuse"

No, I haven't been watching The Godfather lately. I just got a call from Mother, and couldn't help getting mental pictures of De Niro's scary smile.

See she has too much time in her hands nowadays, and she uses it to make plans for my life. I don't mind, but usually her plans are a bit out there. Impossible is another word you could use to describe some of the crazier ones. It's sweet, in a way, because she seems to think I can do absolutely anything. But me working in a highly paid job that involves good math skills, for example, is just not realistic. I usually tune out when the talk of brain surgery starts...

Todays plan, however, made sense. That might be because she got the idea while driving at ten o'clock, which is 8 in the morning our time. She knows there is no point whatsoever to try to talk to me that early, and that gave her time to think.

So she called and said, that she'd give us her lovely two-bedroom apartment for 200 euro a month (which is absolutely nothing!) if we moved back to the good old homecountry and I'd continue my studies. She even said the other bedroom would make a lovely music room. Clever lady, I must say.

The best thing about the apartment for Himself (apart from the music room) seems to be the great kebab place just around the corner. The best part for me is, that the place was my very first home. That's where I was brought from the hospital when I was only a few days old.

I counted, that we have to stay here for another year and eight months. Himself needs to graduate and there's no point going over before I'd start studying again. It didn't stop me from looking at the education possibilities already and deciding what I want to study, though.

Did I mention I get excited quite easily sometimes? :D

This is why I need more windows...

As you can see, I wasn't joking when I said the movie collection takes more space than I do.

It started harmlessly, with my friend sending me a DVD for Christmas 2007. It was Santa Claus and the Magic Drum. That is a movie we used to watch every Christmas, and she wanted me to keep some of the traditions.

After that things happened quite fast. I got a few more DVD-shaped presents and then started buying them every now and again.

When our local movie rental shop started a special offer, 2 for 7 euros, things got out of hand. I admitted on having a problem, but it didn't seem to take me anywhere closer to getting cured. I came home with huge bags filled with movies, which is the kind of shopping Himself wholeheartedly accepts.

Thankfully the offer has ended. I had to start hiding some of the boxes into the cupboards, which causes Himself great pain. (Literally, because they keep falling onto his toes when he tries to find the spices)

Oh, I probably forgot to mention, that this is only my collection. Himself also has a movie or two.. Or maybe a little over a hundred. Then again, we don't own a telly, so they really come in handy.

(And we still have nights, when there doesn't seem to be anything to watch...)

Lovely, shiny things

Today we decided to do a bit of retail therapy. I was planning to buy myself a nice dress or maybe a pair of boots, but as it goes the shoes were all either size 3 or size 8 and the dresses looked wrong somehow. The universal law of shopping; When you go into a shop with a certain thing in your mind, your size is gone, the shop is closed or the line to the checkouts goes twice around the building. So obviously my approach to todays trip was all wrong. I even took some money with me, which to the gods of shopping is like waving a red flag in front of a bull.

I found nice earrings, though. I know they might be a bit too big, but I just could not resist! I love earrings in any shape or size, and finding a new pair is always a treat. (I justify buying them with the fact that I've currently got seven piercings in my ears, and therefore really,really need everything I can find!)

I had more success in the grocery store, where I found those little animal shaped foam stickers and a bag of gems. I have no plan for them yet, but I'm sure they won't go to waste. They are already giving me great joy, not only because of all the possibilities, but also because of the funny-looking eyes of the animal stickers. I am very easily entertained, I know!

I also learned a new knitting pattern from Angel Girl (our hostess from Saturday night), who came in for a cup of tea and stayed for five hours. We love random visits, so that really was the highlight of our day. (Himself even made her one of his Famous Omelettes to make her stay longer!)

So today was filled with lovely, shiny and wonderful things in many shapes and forms.
Himself seems to have made the tea, which probably is a sign for me to stop writing and get into my jammies.
Nighty night!

I'd rather start my day with a cup of tea...

I feel like an old-fashioned lady at the moment. The kind that takes to a darkened room when things get bad. I'm writing this laying on the sofa, curtains in front of the window.

Yesterday my arm started to ache. I laughed it off, until it spread from my neck to the tips of my fingers. At that stage I couldn't do anything anymore. Himself sprayed me with Deep Heat, to the point when people said that being in the flat started to remind them of when they were young and had to go to soccer practise in the mornings.

I slept for a few hours and woke up crying. Himself usually lets me have my own way in these things (because he knows how stubborn I can be) but this time he announced that we were going to see my doctor. And, for once, I listened.

Doc took one look and stuck a needle into my back. He gave me a few prescriptions and sent me home. I still don't know exactly what's wrong with me, but the labels are telling me I'm not allowed to operate heavy machinery. Just as I was about to find the nearest building yard and take a spin in a digger, damn!

This also means that I'm taking my very first sick day from work ever! It's a strange kind of feeling... Oh, sorry, I think it might be just the medicine making my head a bit fuzzy....

(P.S. I think I shouldn't really even operate a laptop in this state of mind! I'll do us all a favour and get some sleep... )

A sceptical Starperson. I wonder how that works?

I'm not superstitious. I walk under ladders, don't mind if salt is spilled and don't worry about Friday the 13th either. Everyone thinks we have a live-in ghost in the flat, which doesn't bother me at all.
I might do certain "rituals" in some cases, but it's mostly a habit from my childhood. Like pressing thumbs together with a person, if we say the same word at the same time. Nothing major, though.

However, I have started to believe in signs lately. Or good omens. Or whatever you want to call them. I don't go around looking for them, but for some reason they have found me in the past few weeks.

People have started to tell me about higher powers, just mentioning them in conversations. Starting from a friend who said he likes to light a candle for us when he goes to the mass. That kind of thing used to annoy me when I was younger, now it just gave a nice, warm feeling. My Father has been giving me subtle reminders of the presence of something bigger when we have been talking. Of all the people, he knows that he couln't have done that a few years back. But he sees the softening in my opinions better than anyone else would.

The strangest thing is, that within two weeks, I've heard about Angel readings twice. I had never heard of anything like that before our party, where a friend of ours told me about her belief of Guardian angels and messages from them.
Yesterday another friend invited us for dinner in their house. We had our dinner, watched a movie and played games. The usual stuff. Then I noticed a book on the table. I can't look at a book without starting to read it, so that's just what I did. Our hostess noticed my interest and exclaimed out of the blue: " You're a starperson!" She then started to explain the whole thing to me. And gave me an Angel card reading. Himself was a bit wary, because he doesn't like the doom and gloom of fortune telling and the likes. After hearing these cards don't include bad things, he settled down and continued playing the guitar.

So our lovely hostess gave me my first deck of these calming cards. (She told me you can't buy them for yourself)
I still don't know much about them, I don't know how to take the whole thing and I haven't thrown myself into something new completely.

But I do think there can be no harm in getting a few positive messages in these times. No matter what form they come in at.

I'm so Rock 'n' Roll...

Yesterday I got this strange urge to go into the handcraft shop.
And this 400g ball of wool came home with me...

First Billy Jr. got a new hat.
Doesn't he look so much happier now that he isn't freezing?
(I just needed to practise different techniques)

Little bracelet for me. :)

Baby slippers, take 1.
They look a bit strange, since I'm using trial and error as my instructions...
Had enough of crochet for one day and started knitting.

Himself went to check out a music video shoot. I stayed at home. Knitting. I really don't know what's wrong with me... :D

First post of the year (It hasn't sunk in yet)

Yesterday's celebrations were nice and chilled out. At the end, I fitted into my dress! And found shoes as well, just to abandon them under the table as soon as we started dancing.
The hotel had decorated the tables with party hats, masks and other New Year's necessities so we were quite a sight at the end of the night!

I heard an interesting belief about New Year's Eve once. A few years back my boss had gotten a phone call from her mother, telling her that whatever a person is doing when the year changes, they'll be doing it for the rest of the year as well. She was changing a nappy and just laughed it off. And soon had her third child and was, indeed, changing them for a year and a good bit over that as well.

I don't really believe in things like that, but I still try to be with nice people and have a laugh when the year changes. And of course give Himself a big kiss after the countdown! Just to be on the safe side...

I hope year 2009 will bring lots of love, laughter and kisses!