If there is another side. and animal spirit and human spirit reunite, I will have a couple of animals waiting for me.
One of them is Butcher. He just died in my arms, he woke me up (to say goodbye?) and 20 min. later he stopped breathing. What a relief… he was in pain for too long, that’s for sure. But we had a big dilemma with putting Butcher to sleep, secretly hoping he would be OK some day… now he is.
sorry liefie dat we niet dapper genoeg waren je uit je lijden te verlossen
It’s been a couple of months now that Jazz lives in Thailand. He’s having a good time, new country, new girlfriend. I really have to get used to the new girlfriend part though… we loved Qiong his Chinese girlfriend so much. But of course he must follow his heart, and mamma must take a step back and stop thinking about daughters in law and stop thinking every gf will be a new daughter, haha.
Anyway, he’s having a great time, because of the crisis, they only work 4 days a week: so 3 days per week left to spend sightseeing with the girlfriends. Not a bad way at all to spend 6 months Thailand.
Over here we start feeling the crisis also, I’ve got less work and every month the money seems to vaporize. Still, not complaining, I realize we still belong to the wealthiest people on earth, but not the happiest!
When Luna and I will be in Bali (in 1 month & 3 weeks we are leaving!), we will have to live on a very tight budget, it will be fun!
Oh, I’m so looking fore ward to our 4 months Bali *sigh*., but I think I mention that in every post inhere
Francois found himself at the artist section of Gretch guitars!!
Next to names like Django Reinhardt, Brian Setzer and George Harrison, not bad at all huh?
He was so happy when he found out, and I’m so happy for him!
Bang bang bazooka has a new drummer now, and for the first time in years I like what I’m hearing when I listen to the rehearsal tapes.
10 may they will do the last gig with Rene and the first gig with Marc, the new drummer. Too bad I have to miss that party, but I doubt I’ll be actually missing it, while grilling my fresh caught fish at the beach.
if you got some money in your pocket
won’t you come with me
for I know a little bar
the right place to be
we’ll booze some tequila’s
forget our broken souls
sing the empty bottle blues again
’till morning-glory calls
so put your money in your pocket
because I am having none
come on, lets drive into the night
and try to have some fun
Woke up feeling so down this morning…that rarely happens to me.
Yesterday my youngest kid had her graduation, and she did NOT want me (and her dad) to be there.
I was very very disappointed, cried all afternoon, and did not speak to her when she returned home…
Now, after a night sleep I should forgive her and go on with life, but it is still eating me. I am angry with her and sooo sad she denied us to witness her FIRST official milestone. When I think of all the worries she has put us through, to keep her in school, I just can’t help to feel hurt.
Bad feeling GO AWAY!
OMG! It’s already halfway February…
2 1/2 months before we leave to Bali again.
Luna passed her school examines this month, so she is sure she can come along with me.
Jazz left for 6 months to Thailand for his final scholarship (?).
My clever boy decided to do a boxing match few days before take off… AND managed to break his hand.
So now he’s in Thailand with a plastered right hand, but he’s doing ok and enjoying the Thai experience for as far as I understood.
We make every 2 days cheap calls to Thailand to see how he’s doing, but he doesn’t have internet in his appartment yet, so I have not seen any photo’s yet. I’m curious.
Oyeah, old news, but a picture of my tatto with colors:
When four of Santa’s elves got sick, the trainee elves did not produce toys as fast as the regular ones, and Santa began to feel the Pre-Christmas pressure.
Then Mrs Claus told Santa her Mother was coming to visit, which stressed Santa even more.
When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two others had jumped the fence and were out, Heaven knows where.
Then when he began to load the sleigh, one of the floorboards cracked, the toy bag fell to the ground and all the toys were scattered.Frustrated, Santa went in the house for a cup of apple cider and a shot of rum.
When he went to the cupboard, he discovered the elves had drank all the cider and hidden the liquor. In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider jug, and it broke into hundreds of little glass pieces all over the kitchen floor.
He went to get the broom and found the mice had eaten all the straw of the end of the broom.
Just then the doorbell rang, and irritated Santa marched to the door yanked it open, and there stood a little angel with a great big Christmas tree.
The angel said very cheerfully, ‘Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn’t this a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me to stick it?’
And so began the tradition of the little angel stuck on top of the Christmas tree .