Pimpin' cheese

I touched the tanned surface
and felt the built up of steam under the crust.
And so i dug my instrument into its middle to relieve the pressure...
and almost instantly the smooth, creamy liquid
oozed out like hot magma.

It was beautiful.
My mouth salivates just thinking about it...

My sister says that if one day the world would run out of cheese, i would simply die! Total exaggeration but then again, it's not too far from the truth *smiles*

Somehow each meal i have has some kind of cheese attached to the ingredients. And if not, there's always time to squeeze some in! Multi-grain toast + melted butter + a slice of Gouda in between. Crackers + cheese. Or maybe even some mozzerella+ tomatoes + fresh basil + balsamic vinegar + olive oil = OMG yum! I can't seem to get enough.

I guess it's like Asians' obsession with rice. They lean more to that staple diet than say bread or pasta. I guess it works better in the tropics and it's just part of their upbringing *shrugs* If you don't already know, I LOVE CARBS and slap on some cheese while you're at it. Bring it on i say!

Singles did its job - you know the plastic cheese that come individually wrapped. Well they're cheap and it serves its purpose. Thank goodness i'm not lactose intolerant. Eventually i turned to blocks and my favorites are Edam, Gouda, Mozzerella, Parmesan, Feta, Quark and various non-stinky cheeses. Although i'm starting to like soft cheeses like camembert and the ones that grow "healthy" mold. It's a bit nasty if you think about it, so i don't - as long as it tastes good, it's all good.

And even as i type, i've got the oven on at 200˚C and waiting for my baked Camembert to melt!


So yea, anyway back to my baked camembert... scoop some jam on the side and it's a perfect snack!

Super delicious and high in fat but never mind. Who's counting calories anyway!? J had some baking in his oven that one time i came over. And at first i thought it was some strange fish finger that had smooshed itself into a circular shape. I don't know. I've seen star-shaped nuggets, why disregard a round fish... patty?

And i thought, that's odd, who eats jam with fish? But i was nicely surprised when i took my first bite...

The neighborhood

Since the weather has been very kind the past 2 days, i thought i'd take you on a little pictorial journey of my surroundings. Where my sister and i live is very beautiful and central to practically everywhere [apparently it's in the posh side of town - oooOooer Miss Fancy Pants].

But we have yet to put up our curtains and so we are making use of IKEA's packing paper and cardboard and taping them up to the glass to guard us from possible peeping toms and nosy parkers - Yes i know how ghetto rite??? oh well. But we are very lucky to have such a great place with a nice land lady AND the rent is affordable considering the location.

Cock-a-doodle-doo @ Bonner Republik

Shops

Underground Tram stop

Staircase across the road to the Rhein river

Random duck fighting against the tide... GO DUCKIE!

The Rhein

Down the road

Shadow play

Random house above the Deutsche Post

Strollin' home

Green invasion

Pause. Waiting for the train to pass

A famous artist used to live across the road

It's all very
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Nothing beats being up close and personal

Missin Satan's Spawn

I received an email from the foster family who's taking care of Satan's Spawn. And along with the short note were some attachments. I can't believe how much he's grown and how much weight he's put on! Apparently Mister Fancy Pants only likes to eat chicken and tuna now.

Well i should be thankful that he's in good hands and has friends to play with... they even share the same food bowl. Yes, yes, sharing is caring! Or maybe he's being greedy and has somehow conned the other 2 cats to give him some of their grub. Hmmm... I guess he's happy and that's what's more important.

OH NO! He's forgotten about me already... *pouts*

*sigh*
:: i miss him ::

Boobers and i are going to make a trip to the nearby cat shelter tomorrow. And not because i'm a traitor or am in desperate need for a furry animal replacement in my life but because it's near-ish AND it's open.

Uh-oh! No, no... we're JUST going to go SEE the kitties... [so i was reminded].

Nice and toasty...

I've come up
with a brilliant solution
to temporarily solve
my cold-as-ice feet
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Well not so original
but it works
[and i needed to
insert a photo here].

Why not take advantage of the radiators and warm my slippers and socks on them. Yes those ARE hot pink slippers [curtsies to IKEA for selling them for super cheap at 1,50€ and thanks Qantas for giving away free socks].

The weather is crazy - it's like a vicious game of Ping-Pong!

One minute it's bright and sunny and then next there's a snow shower. This weather tug-of-war goes on from morning till sunset... mother nature is truly confused. The temperature continues to hover around freezing point and 3 degrees. BUT that's not all... it's the wind chill factor that's the real pain the arse! I can barely sit still at the tram stop because i'm bound to get up with a frozen arse! It's not pleasant AT ALL. It's moments like those i wish i had more junk in my trunk or even better, portable butt cheek warmers... mmmm toasty!

But i guess that's where layering helps. I always feel so puffy and restricted outdoors. I can totally empathise with the Michelin man.

I've noticed my circulation is quite poor because my feet are almost always falling asleep and are cold. I've also noticed recently my slightly yellowish-green-ish [?] under tones are slowly revealing itself. Uh-oh, i'm slowly getting pasty! Ewwww...

But one thing i don't quite get are the number of orange coloured individuals here. Sure not everyone was blessed with a natural tan and Winter has just passed - or should be nearly over. And no, i have nothing against tanning salons but when one sees one too many oversized Oompa Loopas roaming the streets, one has to question their obsession.

I know it's rude to stare but i can't help but wonder, whether the artificial rays have in fact distorted their ability to differentiate colours. I wonder if they even realise their skin tone resembles that of a carrot.

Hmmm...

Easter Monday snowflakes

I woke myself up because of a mini coughing fit and i dreamt of a murder. There i had returned to the hotel room that the incident had taken place and although i was not the one responsible, i watched Life slowly disintegrate like a sugar cube in a lukewarm bath. All was left was his cool shell draped in warm lifeless liquid.

...

The temperature must have changed because suddenly i was awake. It's about -1 degree celcius outside.

I've noticed this room's temperature fluctuates because the super thick concrete walls have not yet absorbed the heat. But i keep my radiators on all night which tends to make the air very dry hence the nearly choking action this morning. I opened my eyes to squint at the digital display on my hand phone and was surprised it was only 7:48. Oh my gawd, why is it so early!? I should be sleeping in, i'm on holiday damn it.

Then i was distracted by what looked like little flecks of crispy, white dots race across the window.

No, i wasn't recovering from a late night or being delusional. It's snowing again. For some reason watching the snowflakes slow dance in the wind makes everything look so beautiful. And as it lands ever so gently on surfaces and combines itself with others it creates an instant blanket. I'm not sure why but it brings a smile to my face each time. I say this now because i'm indoors and not freezing my arse off!

But still, it's really pretty. Makes me just want to snuggle up in bed... mmmMmmm. But no... i can't be arsed to climb up on my high bed, so instead i'll cook me some brekkie.

Easter getaway

I'm braving public transport on my own today and will be taking the train to Düsseldorf to spend the Easter weekend with J at his share flat.

The main train station isn't that far, i just have to jump on a tram for 2 stops but since i have yet to figure out the ticket machine /platform schedule and fear that i'll punch in the wrong code, i'll ask the INFORMATION desk and get my ticket sorted there!

Boobers scribbled down the time schedule so i know where i'm going... ehehe... yes i know i'm pathetic but that's ok, worse comes to worse i just flash them the A5 piece of paper, point, nod and say, Danke schön! Hopefully the ticket office is open because it's a public holiday today... hmmm.

It's all good, i must think positive. Oh it's so cold though, apparently it's 6 degrees celcius but i'm not sure how accurate the Yahoo weather guide is. But looking at the forecast, it's meant to be a maximum of 3 and low of MINUS 4 degrees on Easter Sunday! Oh my gawd, how crazy!

Anyway, i've got get my bag sorted and i need to send off some photos to the parentals.

To all my silent readers who celebrate Easter... Have a good one! And happy egg hunting or whatever one does to remember the occasion.

Type the Sky

Once and awhile i stumble upon some slice of Creativity online and that's usually after clicking through various pages or i had time to spare to cruise. So whilst waiting for Mister KitchenInstaller to complete his job, i decided to continue my hunt for Graphic Design studios and perhaps try my luck.

Of course i didn't find anything but i did come across one site called dezeen which serves as an online Design Magazine with a bunch of purposes. The bold sanserif type aids in navigation and it's a nice change from the ordinary Arial font. It lists a tiny handful of design jobs amongst a whole load of links. I'm not sure what i clicked but i came across some interesting typography that i thought i'd share.


"Type the Sky by Lisa Rienermann is an alphabet formed of shapes buildings make against the sky when photographed from below." [source]

It was presented in a book and although the quotes were translated from German into English, i'm interested to see what the other pages have as i'm sure it shows the process and thoughts behind it. And even though i don't understand German... i'm going to think positive and say, one day i will!

I wanna be a Creative smarty pants too!

IKEA screwed us!

"How ironic because IKEA forgot to add the screws..."

So yea, my Wednesday began at 8am because the guy came an hour early to install the kitchen unit. But my room is pretty much next to the main door so i was able to sprint down my ladder and open the door. Nothing beats having 3 degree celcius air slappin' you in the face seconds after you emerge from your sleep..."Guten Morgen!!!"


My bed is on a man-made platform that rests at least 1 and half metres off the ground. I have yet to master racing down my 6 step wooden ladder with grace. But then again things like that can't be rushed. I've already walked into a coffee table the first week which caused me to develop an instant bruise. I dropped part of the shelving on my foot which caused some serious throbbing action and slight limping. Then just now nearly twisted my ankle because i wasn't looking where i was going because i wanted to grab my camera to take a photo of the hail - which of course melted by the time i returned outside.

Never mind.

So my plan is to get a bunch of cushions to throw on my 140x200 red carpet should i accidently misplace my foot then at least i'll have SOMETHING to break my fall.

But the guy is here to install the IKEA kitchen unit because things like that should really be done by a professional. The counter top comes as one big ass piece and we don't have the tools to make a hole for the sink, stove top to fit etc. Apparently it's common for flats to come completely gutted and people who move end up taking their WHOLE kitchen with them. So over the weekend we went to IKEA in Cologne, it so happens to be the closest AND also the busiest for some reason.

Originally we had more items to the unit but to save costs we made amendments to the overall plan and took away the cabinets above. I guess the woman at the Kitchen section was over worked, stressed or WHATEVER and had forgotten to include the most important item in our long list of purchases... The "feet" - they hold the whole thing up and raises it 15cm off the ground.

So yea... 2 hours into building the items the guy is surrounded by half constructed cabinets and unable to continue because the whole unit needed those 16 little feet - which we didn't have. So the only option Boobers had was to pay the guy extra for over time and get him to drive to get these little additions at some other store which ordinarily would be 1/3 of the price at IKEA.

Neither one of us has a car and neither one of us knew any different when we collected all the items in the holding hall. All the descriptions are coded AND in Swedish... how were we to know that the feet were missing?

Damn it. So that's money wasted for no reason just because the woman at IKEA took it off our printed sheet by accident and we had no prior knowledge in kitchen unit installations.

Bleh!

And to add to the drama this morning, Mother Nature shared her frustration by sending hail, snow, rain and frosty wind just above where we live. Greaaaaaat! There's love!

But never mind, an hour and a half behind schedule, 70€ poorer, we are told we WILL have a full kitchen installed before the end of the day. So yay!!! I can finally cook again and i don't have to eat sandwiches and/or cereal for dinner.

I haven't gone into the kitchen yet to check out the progress but this was the scene this morning...

The start of a new chapter

So here i am in my new flat. Everything is in working order minus the cabinets, oven and stove top for the kitchen only because they are still are in their IKEA boxes and the guy who's going to install everything is only coming on Wednesday. But considering it's only Day 3, there's a positive vibe that already oozes from the new place.

But going back to my birth day, it was spent helping my sister move, packing/unloading/unpacking boxes. Then immediately spending hours in IKEA trying to remain under budget to get the necessities to live comfortably for at least the first couple of months. Mushroom boy and J did their part of being our official movers - THANK YOU! which even included renting a truck to transport the items from point A to B and then C to B.

And nobody could deny that it was a VERY long day and unlike any other birthday. Surprisingly, emotions were kept to a minimum and i am thankful that the weather was kind and chose not to rain on our big day.


J bought me birthday flowers and later bought 2 bottles of Champagne at a very nice restaurant/café which coincidently my sister and i found out tonight serves yummy food, the owner is super friendly and even gave my sister a bottle of champagne to welcome us to the neighborhood AND it so happens to be RIGHT next door! [I'll take photos of the interior when i'm there next, it's really nice and has heaps of character].

Anyway back to my story, 30 seconds before the day ended Boobers, J and i celebrated a successful "move" and of course the start of my new year. It was indeed a memorable day and one that i will remember for as long as i have my brain cells intact.

I couldn't have asked for a better birthday present... Thanks mom and dad!

And although Boobers is going through a rather rough patch in her Life, i am happy that she hasn't completely broken down and i am certain she will slowly get her Life together. It just takes Time - something that can't be rushed. Everybody has their bad days and only now i can say it's perfectly normal. But i can already sense an inner glow and spark returning so that's good. So it's comforting to know that this move has gotten off on a positive note.


Except for one thing, my new feather-down 140cm x 200cm duvet that i bought at IKEA had to be returned!

Seconds after i ripped off the plastic bag, the most intense stench released itself into my breathing space. I swear it was revolting. It wasn't normal. Thank god computers don't have that Smell Me feature like Scratch n' Sniff stickers because i'd save you from gagging and perhaps throwing up on yourself.

It smelt like some random duck had died in there and had been raped by a wet dog [not like i know what that would smell like but i can only assume]. I aired it out over night on the ladder and no amount of Febreeze could help it. I feel sorry for the poor duck who had to sacrifice its' Life because that duvet ain't keepin' ANYONE warm anytime soon! I even think the metal ladder has absorbed some of the odor. So until we returned it, i took full advantage of J's warmth on my man-made high bed and random fleece blankets to keep me comfortable. And to save myself from gagging i've purchased a synthetic one.

A bigger bonus was having J stay over the past 2 nights because it's a tad far and expensive for him to keep driving back forth between cities and that gave us some real quality time to be together. I think for me, i was anxious to see how it would all work out. Not only the move itself but the combination of emotions and stress the past few weeks had inflicted on all of us, it formed a better picture. I can be very grateful to say it all went smoothly.


So one thing i've learnt in the past year or so is to take things as it comes. To take each day one day at a time and over-planning often leads to disappointment, so it's best to just take it slow.

And so far, this theory has worked. We're in no rush.

Nobody could have ever predicted this and like a new season i watch it unfold slowly. I can honestly say i am excited to see what will happen, not only for "us" but my own life; a new chapter begins...

PROJECT: MOVIN - I AM 28

Happy birthday to meeeee
Happy birthday to MEEEE
Happy birthday, Happy birthday...
Ha'pee burf daaaaaaay to Chrissie!!!

Be back soon... i'm in the process of moving and transferring boxes like... NOW [it's like deja-vu all over again] but don't stress i'll update this as soon as i have some time. Don't miss me too much.

PS. Thank you to those who left a message on my facebook, called or sang me happy birthday. Yay, i feel loved!

Officially a resident in Germany

After i quit my job in KL, i pretty much had to get my work visa canceled pronto. There was no delay in immigration telling that i had to exit the country and as soon as i got my taxes cleared i was outta there.

My 2 month siesta on the little concrete island meant i was only on a tourist visa and had to do the infamous crossing-the-border for a few days just so i could get my stay extended. And the only way i could remain there legally for a long period of time was if i got a job, enrolled as a full-time student or married a local, which obviously the latter was NOT an option.

*insert trumpet sounds* But not anymore! it's official...

:: I am a Bonn resident! ::

No i didn't get married! This ordinary looking A4 official document states my new address and proves that i live here. All thanks to my E.U passport i can remain in Europe for as long as i please and because i've registered for my German classes, i am now in the system as a "Student".

My fingers remain crossed that i can bust out in German with confidence without sounding like a dumb arse, get an amazing Graphic Design job that i love with co-workers i get along with/understand AND with a boss that appreciates his/her staff and their work, *thinking positive here* I just have to inform the relevant department and they'll make the changes.

Simple.

But today i was then allowed to open a bank account. Never mind that my current balance is ZERO and i understand just about NOTHING, at least i've got that sorted. My sister has been a HUGE help with regards to translating EVERYTHING and communicating on my behalf, surely i wouldn't have been able to do it on my own... Danke schön!

And that's not all, after registering, the lady passed us a green booklet with a bunch of passes to various art museums, theater shows, a ride along the Rheine and even a city tour, so that'll be interesting. Best part was, it's all FREE!

Movin' along...

:: Neighbor's Tomb stone hedges for sale - front yard ::

:: Siblings greeting ::

:: Rain or Shine ::

So i've had a bit of a brain freeze the past few days. I don't know whether it's the weather or i've just temporarily lost my drive to dribble in this blog. But don't worry, i will be back once things start picking up.

Talking about things picking up, the past few days it's been super windy. There has been storm warnings and i can hear the windows rattling. First it was snow and now gale force winds. Sometimes it's like a mini hurricane is being brewed outside. But the forecast says that this weekend will be 16 degrees celcius so hopefully they're right!

But apart from the shift in weather, there just isn't really all that much to report.

Nothing that exciting has happened but then again i am in the countryside. My sister lives in a little village and life here is ummm... very quiet compared to the life i've lived. The most exciting thing that's happened this week was watching the rubbish men collect the yellow plastic recycled bins with these cool looking contraptions attached to their truck.

But one thing i will write about is that i'm finally getting a hang of the recycling matter. Remembering which bin each thing goes to requires some memory skills and i've never taken rubbish so seriously. Rubbish is separated into 3 coloured bins. One for bio-degradeable food items, another is for plastics and metals and the third is other items that can't be recycled. Then of course there's another bin for just paper. Apparently Germans take their recycling seriously along with having squeeky clean windows.

See i told you not much goes on.

So instead i watch tv in German. I already have a favorite program that i watch at 2pm. The show is about complete strangers looking for a place to live and they view various flats where they have to share with either one or a number of other flat mates. I can't say i understand much but i reckon 1-2% is better than nothing.

I could write about my waking up patterns and how i spend a portion of my day washing dishes/making sandwiches/cooking but i thought i'd save you the extra reading.

But on another note, early tomorrow morning Boobers and i are heading to our flat to clean it up. We officially move in on the 15th but due to some delay in our kitchen being built, we may not actually move in until next week. But we're getting majority of our items from IKEA so starting from Saturday we'll be busy putting together all the items.

The cable guy is going to install our connection, phone line and internet tomorrow as well, which is great seeing that we were told that there'd be a 2-week wait. But we still need to set up our account, so hopefully that'll be sorted that way i can have access to the outside world.

Slowly but surely, things are being done. I can't believe this Saturday i would have been here for 3 weeks already.

B to the O to the Double N

We didn't end up seeing that one flat that was literally next door to my sister's work place, the one i mentioned in my previous post. The guy didn't call back! How ruuUUuuuuude. Oh well... i guess it wasn't meant to be.

News flash: We got the OK from the eco-friendly landlady. I guess we made a good impression because she SMSed Boo last night to say that she was happy to welcome us as tenants. We weighed the pros and cons again and after a few phone calls back home and various nicotine breaks, we decided to take the flat. And best part is we don't have to pay the real estate fee that usually comes with renting, which usually ends up being a shit load.

So yea! I'm movin' to Bonn!

It's insane to think that by next week i'll have moved again and will be unpacking my suitcase in my very own room. The lease will start as of the 15th, which coincidently is my 28th! So i guess moving to a new flat tops my "something is going to happen when i'm 27" premonition.

When i look back over the year, i think how crazy things have turned out. One of these days i'll have to take some time out to make a list just to recap. I guess we all have to move on sometime.

Anyway, tomorrow Boobers and i have to head to Bonn to look over the contract and take measurements of the flat. There's a bunch of furniture that my sister is allowed to take from her old place but we have to check whether it can all fit. We have to decorate/purchase a whole apartment from scratch practically, so we've already dog eared the IKEA catalog and circled items that have potential.

But i'm going to go have a smoke now... It's too bloody cold outside so Boo has allowed me to smoke in the kitchen with the window open. Even though the snow has nearly all melted it still flutters around the 1 degree celcius mark and the air feels like it's biting the marrow in my bones. I wouldn't be lying if i said it sometimes feels like my tits have frozen over! OK not so drama as that but it's pretty damn nippy.

Feelings Schmeelings

So i signed up to yet another forum. This one wasn't specifically on Hard Dance per se but more targeted towards English speakers in Germany. Yes, i figured i'd sign up to something that has more relevance to what is going on in my present life and shove me towards trying to make new friends. Currently, apart from my sister and J, they are my little circle of friends- or triangle more like it. Not like there's anything wrong with that but it's always nice to mingle once and awhile. The hermit lifestyle can only go so far.

I haven't introduced myself yet on the forum but i will... eventually. Am just waiting for the right thread without sounding like an over eager beaver desperate to mingle with individuals i can comprehend. So for now i'm just an observer just cruising through the relevant threads that tickle my fancy.

Anyway, in the profile section there's one section where you can do a Personality Test online. Yes, i know i'm a sucker for those online tests! AnyhooOooo it was interesting to see what my results were and in some freaky way, it was quite accurate... hmmm...

INFP: Introverted Intuitive Feeling Perceiving [wikipedia]

These people are idealistic, self-sacrificing, and somewhat cool or reserved. They are very family and home oriented, but don't relax well. High capacity for caring. High sense of honor derived from internal values. 1% of the total population.

INFPs feel internal turmoil when they find themselves in situations in which there is conflict between their inner code of ethics and their relationships with others. They feel caught between pleasing others and maintaining their own integrity. Their natural tendency to identify with others, compounded with their self-sacrificial dispositions, tends to leave them confused as to who they really are. Their quiet personalities further feeds their feelings of depersonalization. The INFP's quest for self-identity then seems even more alluring — but increasingly impossible to attain.

As with all NFs, the INFP will feel lost and perplexed at stressful times. As stress builds, INFPs become disconnected from their own personality and perceived place in life. They will lose sight of who they are in relation to time and place. They may not make basic observations, while instead they will focus on the more abstract and symbolic meanings of a particular interaction. This can sometimes baffle those who expect more direct communication and a fairly concrete relationship.

...

My sister and i will be heading to Bonn tomorrow to look at another flat that we'll be sharing with some random guy. The photos of the place look really nice and it even has a roof garden/deck. It's smack right in the middle of the centre of it all and literally next door to where my sister works. Plus my German classes are not too far off and i can walk there in 5 minutes. It seems perfect! Fingers crossed that we get an appointment to see the place tomorrow.

Tis the season for... snow???

Yes i know i've been slacking a bit in the blogging department. Time just seems to disappear. So let's see if i can track back...

Hofgarten entrance

Saturday:
So we went to see the flat which is very central to the city centre. It's near the Rhein river and near the Hofgarten which is this beautiful park that one can walk through to get the city area. We were the first to arrive and early so we thought we'd ask the landlady if it was ok if we saw the place first. Which worked out great because we got more one-on-one time with speaking with her.

The outside isn't so great and nothing special at all but then again, we were more interested in what was inside. The overall flat is 75 metre squared and it has 2 bedrooms, a living room and kitchen. The place is lined with wooden flooring but the place is pretty much gutted so everything needs to be installed ie. the kitchen. The previous tenant painted the walls a warm mocha hue and had built and in-built wooden bed in the kid's room [which is the one that i intend to take over]. And there's space below for the clothes, much like a mini walk-in closet but not quite.

The lady seems really sweet and reminds me of one of the eco-friendly-let's-plant-our-own-herbs kind of woman. And although she spoke to my sister in German, she did make a little effort to squeeze out some English. By the time we were done we stepped out and there must have been at least 20 people huddled together and standing in the wind waiting to view the flat.

But we have to wait til tomorrow for her to make her final decision. In the mean time we're still hunting for more flats.

Then once we were done J picked us up from the station in Bonn and then drove us back to my sister's place which is in Bad Neuenahr-Ahrweiler. We then we drove to Düsseldorf which is about an hour and a half by car. He had to go buy work clothes and we even made it to the supermarket. We had our traditional Long Island Tea at a nearby bar and a shot of tequila to start the night rolling.

It still feels surreal that i'm here but so far it feels good. Life works in mysterious ways.

It wasn't so late but we were both tired so we climbed up the 5 flights of stairs into his cosy flat where he shares with 2 other girls. I didn't end up meeting them yet and the next day we spent the whole day lounging around in bed watching DVDs and dozing in and out of la la land. We made breakfast and spent a lazy sunday in bed... Mmmm...

Multi-coloured brekkie in Bed

I must say, my first impression of Düsseldorf, at night, reminds me of Melbourne. Could it be the buildings or the tram lines? I'm not sure but for a second there it felt familiar. Even though i was there for a short time, it was great but then again it could have been the company. We were comfortable and we were very grateful to have some private time with each other.

Then on Sunday night J drove me back to my sister's place **THANK YOU BUNNY** because it was getting late. And unlike some people, he had work in the morning. Where oh where does Time go?

:: Yesterday afternoon... ::

Fast forward to this morning:
Boobers woke up at around 6.30am for whatever reason and that jolted me from my sleep. And then she said, "Quick! Look outside it's snowing!" I stumbled out of bed thinking there'd only be a little layer but i was amazed to see how much snow had actually fallen.

I was like a little girl at Christmas jumping around trying to find my camera in the dark. It's been ages since i saw snow and i couldn't wait til it was bright so i could go outside.

:: Free falling snowflakes ::

:: ...This morning! ::

:: Clearing the driveway ::

:: Bustin' out with my bucket of salt ::

:: Oh so pwetty ::

Then around 8.30am we went outside to shovel the snow off the pathway. Apparently this month it's my sister's duty to clear the driveway. But according to her, it's the most snow that anyone's seen the valley for awhile. WooOOooh.

It's supposed to be Spring. Where is all this freaky weather coming from? Damn this global warming! There was even a hurricane over the weekend but it didn't pass through here although the winds were between 80-100 km/hr and many trains were delayed and flights were cancelled.

:: But there's always time for snow angels ::