Saturday, January 28, 2006

Indulge myself

Today I gave muself
A late birthday present.
It’s small.
It fits in my palm.
It’s a key.
To my new home.
Which is small.
And beautiful.
And yes. You are welcome.

Sunday, January 22, 2006

And they told my mum...

Year: 1979
Date: January 22nd
Time: 11:20

"Congratulations! It's a girl!"

Thursday, January 19, 2006

Freezing point

The picture says it all... i guess. Just a few more facts for the ones out there who have never experienced this kind of cold. Well, water freezes at 0°C! Yesterday a teardrop froze on my cheek. If you keep your eyes open for too long the eyeballs probably freeze. If you inhale too fast...ok i don't know what happens, but you gotta be careful, maybe the little moisture particles in your lungs crystallize. Anyways, it's smarter to stay inside!:) and if that is impossible, wear everything you find in your closet and do not forget warm underwear...

Edit: Today it's -27°C...

Monday, January 16, 2006

Are you trendy?

Still about a generation ago, when our parents were in dating age, it was a common dating rule that the guy had to be at least a couple of years older than the girl. My father, for instance, is 6 years older than my mother. When both were the same age, they could still get away with it. God forbid if the woman was a couple or more years older, then there was talk about it. And there were phrases like... “You know that Mr. X, the one from the Y street, the one that married an “older” woman.”

If we look further back, say a few more generations – the age difference was often even bigger. Marriages (sometimes arranged) between older men and younger women were a common thing. It had a lot to do with the older man being already able to take care of the woman and the subsequent family, I think. It’s something that has been rooted in the society pretty heavily. Also, when talking of the extremes – like 15 or 20 years of age difference, it is more common to find “older man-young woman” couples and rarely vice versa. (And as N very wisely pointed out today, that is not a very good combination. Older man marries younger woman, but he turns old and dies and the wife, often with fairly young children, is left alone.)

However, circumstances seem to be changing, which they very well ought to be. Not only are there more extremes the other way round (Demi Moore & Ashton Kutcher, to name one), there are also increasingly more situations where a man’s a couple of years younger than the woman and that doesn’t seem to be such an issue any more. It’s noticeable reading the magazines and also simply taking a look around. Good friend of mine has a younger boyfriend, her brother’s girlfriend is a couple of years older than he. In the recent years most of my dates have been younger than me. The youngest potential date was as much as 8 years younger than me. The aforementioned good friend’s mum has a colleague, a man of 26 years, who’s partner is 30 and he simply put it this way: “It’s a new trend, didn’t you know it? Everybody’s doin it.”

Friday, January 13, 2006

Happy Birthday N!

Yipii! It's N's birthday! That means celebrating with Pina Coladas tonight...

Happy Birthday darling! You're almost a woman now;)

Wednesday, January 11, 2006


“I need some lovin today, babe…” a guy told me the other day.
“I need some lovin every day…” was what I said.
“I need sex every day…lovin, once in a while” was his answer.

I guess that pretty much sums it up. For me it’s possible to live without sex for fairly long period of time. But I need some kind of lovin every day.

“Human beings are designed for many things. Loneliness is not one of them.” (a quote by…I don’t remember who, sorry)

Tuesday, January 10, 2006


I have always been a confident believer in butterflies. And I don’t mean the actual beautifully coloured flying insects but the ones, which awake in your stomach whenever you’re in an exciting situation or near to the person you fancy. I usually let the butterflies decide if there’s any future with certain representatives of opposite sex.

Sometimes it takes only an instant for the butterflies to become alert, but there are also cases when it takes a couple of days in order to see the charm of the other person. In my life a couple of strongest affections have developed that way. You see the person but don’t REALLY notice him, let alone consider him as a potential partner. Then you see more of him and have a chance to talk to him and suddenly you discover you act differently in his presence and realize that they’ve arrived, the butterflies. And suddenly you cannot understand how you didn’t notice him before, when he seems to be the most attractive man in the world, and you cannot keep your hands off him.

And then there are situations, when a man is perfectly good “partner material” – nice and good-looking and easy to talk to and so on and so on – and then you take your time to get to know each other a little bit better and everything seems ok…if only the butterflies were there. You might continue the research but the truth is … there is not much point.

So, I have always believed and trusted my butterflies but lately I’ve been thinking that maybe they are not so trustworthy as they let me believe. I still trust there’s no future between 2 people if the butterflies are not there… that’s a given. But… what if my butterflies are a bit …you know…daft. Or maybe they’re teaming up against me… For why do they only appear in the most inappropriate situations – mostly when I either can never have anything with that person or when he would be terribly wrong for me. Is there a place to take your butterflies for a check-up and if needed – a treatment?

Monday, January 09, 2006

Skiing World Cup

This is what i was up to this weekend...

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

2005 vs 2006

New Year’s eve 2005 vs 2006 was turning out to be absolutely plan free until we decided it was up to our humble selves to do sth about it. So, on 29th of December, during an intense msn conference with 5 people we managed to get the place, develop the theme, divide the assignments and start organizing. Whenever planning something… it’s always worth to go the extra mile and throw a great party… even if it is for only 6 people.

“The Place” was an almost empty flat, previously inhabited by N, her brother and the rest of their family, but now sold to a new owner. N’s mum negotiated with the new owners and managed to get another night for the kids to have a final party. She must be either a really good negotiator, or the new owner is a real bona fide purchaser.

“The theme” was “Trip around the world” (for the more sexually perverse readers, no…not what you think) – so we had an African room, a Cuban room and an Egyptian room. Imagine a new year’s eve when you can sit under a palm tree and sip a pina colada, then move on to cigars and mojitos in Cuba and finally chill in Egypt, smoking a waterpipe…

As the theme demanded, we were all supposed to be dressed up representing different nationalities of the world. I was the Cuban lady…well, sort of, considering I’m light-skinned and blonde… but I tried, N was an African lady – her skin colour doesn’t measure up either but at least the attire was appropriate. And what do we say about the rest of the company if 2 of them show up as green cats, one as Austin Powers and another one first as a wolfe with the face of a bear which looked like a dog and later as a hangman…I guess we say the world really is colourful:)
Anyways, we had an excellent time and for the future reference…you can turn to us if you wish to have your place decorated for a party with all the necessary accessories and equipment. We are especially qualified in Cuba, Africa and Egypt, but willing to take on whatever new challenge…