"the drink of tomorrow"....
With this fancy drink I join Elizabeth´s T.The journal:
Monday: Ripped the cartons - plural!!!! - to get to the paper-bin. Ingo buys, I have to be home to receive the parcels (otherwise they end up who knows where) and then I have to bring the rest to the paper bin two roads away.
My life.
Ingo cleared the balcony. A once in... ummm ... we live here since 2011...
At least: Back a bit better. Bit!
Tuesday: Met Bea, a new neighbor and a " new" neighbor. Summer!!!!
"Huhhh-hoooo!" from above - at least one is happy here! I chuckle away! 😍
If my life was so happy...
Back-pain...
Wednesday: Went to grocery REWE. Nice chat with Bea at the check out, then... a "tall woman" in front of me at our house. Hm. Door held wide open.
That "tall woman" was little Lotti, waiting for me, letting me in!! She must be 13 or such and ... tall, nice, friendly, beautiful.
Where is that yelling, screaming girl who didn´t want to climb 4 floors up???
I´m happily getting old!
Back-pain...
Thursday: Phone... mK is on holiday but.... fK had another talk with fE and... they understand I WANT TO WORK and for THEM.
Evening: "RUN, Forrest, RUN!!!" - I am Forrest....
Neighbors spotted me and kept the door open with a huge smile, so... I ran! (back-pain!!!!)
Yup, I love my place! (Apart from the dinosaurs stomping above)
Friday: fK popped in to give me an acupuncture against my back pain. Helped only for hours, sadly...
East and West Germany, LOL.
"I need to bring away my tea..." - loo door left open! And why not. I just sit nearby...
Opened the drink-coconut... "I don´t mind sharing your straw."...
Her wife provided me with three glasses of Vegemite and she requested a toast with it. Not a hit, LOL! Neither was Marmite.
Sweet memory of Italy with East Germans. The male bus driver even offered me his bathing pants. East Germans share!
I think in my generation there will always be East and West Germany!
And we love one another! All my three mTs, mM, all from "over there" and great people.
One mT sang the Russian alphabet to me! fK translates Ukrainian to me.
Ingo got and assembled me that expensive chair. I fell asleep in it!!!
Aaaand
And rain!!!!
I remember.
1999. Outback WA. September 26th. Thunderstruck!!!!
So bad we nearly packed up to leave. We had two jerry cans of gas on top...
But it was only Mother Nature giving Ingo a Birthday party!!!!! Last minute the thunder took a turn!
I will NEVER forget that!!! Near Kalgoorlie in the Outback it was.
Weekend: Saturday: Despite I slept in the corset... back...
I went to buskers and it was AWESOME!!!!! Wonderful! I watched Italians
performing! Had the
best pizza (from real Italian guys), bought jewelry from some sweet, sweet women!
Nothing against Ingo or friends, but some things I want to do on my own!
Stay as long with anyone as I want. Me-time, you know? Or.. "my back and me-time"....
Sunday: Löwenzahn, Maus, fairy tale... buskers!!! Met a nice man, we talked over an hour!!! I´m not shy anymore! Got three more pizzas and had a supernice chat with the Italian, too!
And, boy, videos of buskers to come!!!
I have soooo much to share, be it Perth, be it Braunschweig... So much art. Right now I look at the sweetest dude! He´ll say hi some SITAR!
Munchy:
(I´m slowly on the way up)
