Birds

Today I did laundry. I know I know... You can stop applauding now....
Except I might never do this again.
My boyfriend has a great habit of putting his dirty rugby clothes on my balcony.
I say great because there they can dry in the sun so they don't smell (at least not IN my house).
So yeah.. eh great. Today I was working on my 15 minutes of house cleaning, which was really necessary since I had been ill for 4 days and the house was a mess.
And when to choose between doing 4 days of dishes and taking the rugby clothing to the washing machine, I'll do the washing :)
I grabbed a bag put the clothes in and walked to the washing machine. I grabbed the clothes pushed them in the machine and then heard a squeak.
I froze. It was either a mouse or a bird... Well don't be silly... It isn't... just go on.....
got on and then another squeak... I gently asked my neighbor, who is very well acquainted with all my irrational fears to help me. "Eeh... I think there might be a little bird in the washing machine.. and I am scared...." He then started taking the clothes out of the machine and another squeak..... Yep that's a bird...
At that point I fled to my room and didn't dare to look any more.
And then I heard a voice: But then again..... and he pushed the filling part back and forth...
I think those are the bouncy parts in you machine.... No bird at all....
Best relieve ever :)

I ate the beach

Well yesterday was nice. It better had to be!
Worked for 4 days at some big hotshot's birthday party and my god was it hard.
We worked more or less 14 hours a day, didn't get payed enough, some people were really annoying and there was only one day of easy beer drinking afterwards.
So as a rewards our crew decided tot treat ourselves to some good for, in exchange for the long hours we made.
If you haven't got a special bite ( a dinner guide) better get one. The small restaurant where we sat down was the only one in Apeldoorn ( a town we got into, not to get stuck in traffic) where they recommended the food. And boy was it good.
It was such a relief to be able to sit down, drink wine, eat bouillabaisse and grand dessert and just be relaxed for a change. My bouillabaisse had all kinds of seafood on it, which I didn't know but most of the time just found on the beach, the selves that is :)
For those of you familiar with the dutch terms: kokkels and scheermesjes.
So it felt like I had eaten the entire beach. And it was great. Afterwards there was a lovely grand dessert and espresso. And the bill will be send to someone else :)
For them it is such a small amount, for me it made all the difference in the world.

Hi dad!

And this one is for my dad, who has just discovered I had a blog.... :)
Hi Dad! Welcome.
It is not like I write something here everyday, but just now and then....
It's more for writing then for reading. but hey, If you want to.. go ahead.

Cheers!