btw, het was gister en vandaag 34 graden! hoera! nu nog onthouden om genoeg te drinken...... heidi, als jij nou eens hierheen komt? oh, ne heb je al nieuws van die trage lui?
groenten, judith
Monday, October 02, 2006
Monday, September 25, 2006
While you weren't watching....
i got on a plane, landed in Houston, spent 2 hrs waitng to get on my connecting flight, got onto it, and landed...... well...... we got to the ground, this last friday.
since then, i've had a banana shake, a bacon cheese burger with no mayonaise, no mustard, but with ketchup, swedish meatballs, IHOP, grill and a lot of fun shopping at IKEA...... yup, right into doing the house up, no wasting of time this trip. we spent about 5 hrs at IKEA, including breakfast and lunch, and spread over the weekend, about 8 hrs at Home Depot (Praxis). we have only returned a sink, pedestal, piping, and a number of other things, but i think i can get into action.... pictual evidence of the current state of the place will be provided shortly!
since then, i've had a banana shake, a bacon cheese burger with no mayonaise, no mustard, but with ketchup, swedish meatballs, IHOP, grill and a lot of fun shopping at IKEA...... yup, right into doing the house up, no wasting of time this trip. we spent about 5 hrs at IKEA, including breakfast and lunch, and spread over the weekend, about 8 hrs at Home Depot (Praxis). we have only returned a sink, pedestal, piping, and a number of other things, but i think i can get into action.... pictual evidence of the current state of the place will be provided shortly!
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Monday, August 14, 2006
Another August
Again, it's august. again, i need to think of things to do. So, another list.
- write newsletter, before wednesday, so, tomorrow
- bank.... cash the cheque, talk to them about the move
- IBG..... stop them from taking €100 a month starting in januari, which is when i won't have a job, and talk about the move
- city.... arrange for a new passport, and talk about the move.
- find an actual mover
- stop eating at night..... suffice to say, I'M HUNGRY!!! but that's mostly because of dinner..... white rice with some veal.... not very appetizing, not very filling either.... the 1/4th of amelon did not help much either. 3 kilo's do need to come of... hell if i know how though.
Hopefully, the list won't grow too awful long, as i'm tired and bored, and don't *really* want to do anything. keep in mind, i'm bored, cramped, annoyed and most of all, hungry. things might change after breakfast. in about 9 hours, maybe... [thank you shiggy, for mentioning pizza in my hour of need...... when i'm stuck with just a bottle of water...]
hell of a lot of dots in the above lines.... i should stop doing that. it's not like they have any particular function.
back to tasks at hand.
What happened next.....[insert drumrolls]
ok, he got here. a day late, but he did get here. got him home, then to the hairdresser who, (Joey) gave him a really nice cut. then home, dinner at De Egelantier, during which both of us almost fell asleep and the bottle of wine was mostly wasted. next day, grocery shopping for the BBQ, which didn't quite turn out as had hoped, but ok, it happened, everyone was there, and no one really did look bored ;) in between, went shopping for clothes, as W didn't really bring much, even though it was almost all he had. so, got him 2 really nice shirts, and one white and one black one for work, if that ever starts up. also, nice shoes, sandals, and, finally, some new shorts. after everyone went home, we went to town, had a drink at O'Mearas and then took a look at de graanbeurs, which is still the same as it was 10 years ago, only with mostly younger people in it now.
Sunday [insert screaming here, a fucking huge spider just walked across my floor and went underneath my bed....]
i don't think i can blog anymore now. this thing is huge. like palm sized, and no one here to catch it. i'll have to sleep in my chair
OK, the spider walked underneath my bed, back up to my *white* chest of drawers, onto it, and was wandering down to the desk i'm sitting at, bare-legged. after some screaming, more than i've done in probably the last 18 years, bro finally came up, played hero, and took the spider away. i still think i cna't do much more blogging now, i should probably get into bed, now it's all safe again, and before any more animals with more than 4 legs try to crawl beneath it when i cna see it. that should eb avoided at all costs.
- write newsletter, before wednesday, so, tomorrow
- bank.... cash the cheque, talk to them about the move
- IBG..... stop them from taking €100 a month starting in januari, which is when i won't have a job, and talk about the move
- city.... arrange for a new passport, and talk about the move.
- find an actual mover
- stop eating at night..... suffice to say, I'M HUNGRY!!! but that's mostly because of dinner..... white rice with some veal.... not very appetizing, not very filling either.... the 1/4th of amelon did not help much either. 3 kilo's do need to come of... hell if i know how though.
Hopefully, the list won't grow too awful long, as i'm tired and bored, and don't *really* want to do anything. keep in mind, i'm bored, cramped, annoyed and most of all, hungry. things might change after breakfast. in about 9 hours, maybe... [thank you shiggy, for mentioning pizza in my hour of need...... when i'm stuck with just a bottle of water...]
hell of a lot of dots in the above lines.... i should stop doing that. it's not like they have any particular function.
back to tasks at hand.
What happened next.....[insert drumrolls]
ok, he got here. a day late, but he did get here. got him home, then to the hairdresser who, (Joey) gave him a really nice cut. then home, dinner at De Egelantier, during which both of us almost fell asleep and the bottle of wine was mostly wasted. next day, grocery shopping for the BBQ, which didn't quite turn out as had hoped, but ok, it happened, everyone was there, and no one really did look bored ;) in between, went shopping for clothes, as W didn't really bring much, even though it was almost all he had. so, got him 2 really nice shirts, and one white and one black one for work, if that ever starts up. also, nice shoes, sandals, and, finally, some new shorts. after everyone went home, we went to town, had a drink at O'Mearas and then took a look at de graanbeurs, which is still the same as it was 10 years ago, only with mostly younger people in it now.
Sunday [insert screaming here, a fucking huge spider just walked across my floor and went underneath my bed....]
i don't think i can blog anymore now. this thing is huge. like palm sized, and no one here to catch it. i'll have to sleep in my chair
OK, the spider walked underneath my bed, back up to my *white* chest of drawers, onto it, and was wandering down to the desk i'm sitting at, bare-legged. after some screaming, more than i've done in probably the last 18 years, bro finally came up, played hero, and took the spider away. i still think i cna't do much more blogging now, i should probably get into bed, now it's all safe again, and before any more animals with more than 4 legs try to crawl beneath it when i cna see it. that should eb avoided at all costs.
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Saturday, July 22, 2006
ehm well, yes....
so, today's horoscope:
don't make any judgements today, tomorrow may look quite different.
i have a feeling my horoscope's are always a day late. yesterday's desperation has turned into something quite the opposite by midnight today.
Here's what happened.
W's next morning, he and i are online while i'm trying to explain in short to a couple of online friends about what happened. Luckily, they are friends of the crazy kind, coming up with all sorts of illusions on how to fix this. illusions i say, because it all sounded too much, not like anythign that happens anywhere but in fairyland. we all know that we don't live there ;)
but sure, let them talk, come up with numbers to call, let them do, while we keep moping about, life;s gloomy and whatnot
to humour them, had W call around anyways. and presto, if he comes up with the money to pay off whta he owes the state, they might get it done in 2 weeks.
ok, next number
might be able to do it in a week, but haven't ever seen it go faster.
fine, next number, call your congressman. ok, called, they might do something, but need the money payed. So. on an average friday afternoon, where do you go for that amount of money? It appears to be that the answer is to my brother. The guy might be an eijit in the household, but his heart seems to be in the right place.
He came home from work early, cuz his sister was crying and needed a good chunk of money. In the mean time, we had found out, Western Union would do it immediate, so we could have it there on time. Western Union is in the local postal office, which, fortunatekly was opened until 6.
he went by car, i by bicylce in order to get to work after. halfway there, i get a call. "do you think i'll need my pass?" "yes, where is it, i'll go back" "i'm not sure, i'll drive back, you get the paperwork started" "ok, see you there"
"OK ma'am, how much can i wire?" "enough" "ok" [brother walks in] "here's my pass, can i get the money out to wire it?" "sure, what's your pin code?" "i don't know, here's my pass and my passport, isn't that enough?" "no, we can only issue you with a low amount that's ot enough for what you want" "damn"
"ok, i'll go to work, we'll do it online later tonight when i get home" "no, i'll drive home real fast, see if i can find the code and get back on time" "sure, try, but i don't think you'll make it" "i'll try anyways"
"honey, we're working on it, you should have it today" "ok, i called, sent faxes, need to meet up or something, but we might be able to do it" "ok, i'll hurry to work now"
at work, phone rings a good 45 min later
"hey sis, it worked out, he's got the money" "what, the limit on your card was high enough?" "no, i got back to the post office in time" "omg, you did it" "yes, i sure did"
later on it became clear that they would be able to get the passport done, at the houston office on monday, so W's off to be there at 8am monday. they think, with the clearance, they should be able to hand out the passport in time.
all in all, like bro said "performing under pressure"
i think we passed that test too.
Much love and respect for those with cool and helpfull heads, Shiggity, Walaw, and, off course, mr money, Ron....... we owe you all
don't make any judgements today, tomorrow may look quite different.
i have a feeling my horoscope's are always a day late. yesterday's desperation has turned into something quite the opposite by midnight today.
Here's what happened.
W's next morning, he and i are online while i'm trying to explain in short to a couple of online friends about what happened. Luckily, they are friends of the crazy kind, coming up with all sorts of illusions on how to fix this. illusions i say, because it all sounded too much, not like anythign that happens anywhere but in fairyland. we all know that we don't live there ;)
but sure, let them talk, come up with numbers to call, let them do, while we keep moping about, life;s gloomy and whatnot
to humour them, had W call around anyways. and presto, if he comes up with the money to pay off whta he owes the state, they might get it done in 2 weeks.
ok, next number
might be able to do it in a week, but haven't ever seen it go faster.
fine, next number, call your congressman. ok, called, they might do something, but need the money payed. So. on an average friday afternoon, where do you go for that amount of money? It appears to be that the answer is to my brother. The guy might be an eijit in the household, but his heart seems to be in the right place.
He came home from work early, cuz his sister was crying and needed a good chunk of money. In the mean time, we had found out, Western Union would do it immediate, so we could have it there on time. Western Union is in the local postal office, which, fortunatekly was opened until 6.
he went by car, i by bicylce in order to get to work after. halfway there, i get a call. "do you think i'll need my pass?" "yes, where is it, i'll go back" "i'm not sure, i'll drive back, you get the paperwork started" "ok, see you there"
"OK ma'am, how much can i wire?" "enough" "ok" [brother walks in] "here's my pass, can i get the money out to wire it?" "sure, what's your pin code?" "i don't know, here's my pass and my passport, isn't that enough?" "no, we can only issue you with a low amount that's ot enough for what you want" "damn"
"ok, i'll go to work, we'll do it online later tonight when i get home" "no, i'll drive home real fast, see if i can find the code and get back on time" "sure, try, but i don't think you'll make it" "i'll try anyways"
"honey, we're working on it, you should have it today" "ok, i called, sent faxes, need to meet up or something, but we might be able to do it" "ok, i'll hurry to work now"
at work, phone rings a good 45 min later
"hey sis, it worked out, he's got the money" "what, the limit on your card was high enough?" "no, i got back to the post office in time" "omg, you did it" "yes, i sure did"
later on it became clear that they would be able to get the passport done, at the houston office on monday, so W's off to be there at 8am monday. they think, with the clearance, they should be able to hand out the passport in time.
all in all, like bro said "performing under pressure"
i think we passed that test too.
Much love and respect for those with cool and helpfull heads, Shiggity, Walaw, and, off course, mr money, Ron....... we owe you all
Friday, July 21, 2006
or maybe not.....
so, while everyone's out having a life. i'm stuck, once again.
So i get over the idea of having to leave everything behind and go for this ludicrous plan to get me moved over yonder. fine, it's ok, i'll be ok, everyone else is ok with it, it's no big deal, it's not like i'm stuck or can't get in contact with anyone at all.
So we get the divorce hurdle taken, or just about, because Little Miss Lethargic Ass can't be asked to do a fucking copy/paste style test because it reminds her of the school she should've finished in the first place. Fine, she just now got it all done, at the very last second, but it's done, and miraculously enough, she even passed the test.
So we even get past the crazy ex almost doing herself in because of various, quite ligit reasons, leaving W stuck with the kids for the time he was supposed to be here, but that sorted itself out when she lost her mind again, and life apparently wasn't all too bad for her and it was all a big 'nevermind, it didn't happen"
So we find a solution for the job still not being there, the current job having to be quit to take the trip, the house that at the last moment turns into a "sure, i don't think there's a problem"
One would think that this was enough.... One would, of course, as always, be wrong. Of course there's plenty to go wrong next. And i'm not even thinking about plane crashes, terrorism, lost luggage, lost passengers or anything
You see, it might not even come to that. It looks a whole goddamn lot like it's not going to come to those things being a possibility.
Get ready for this, lean back, sip your drink, because this is turning into a really bad storyline.
W's passport application has been denied.
yes, after reading it a few more times, your eyes aren't betraying you. The application was denied. so, no passport. No passport, no leaving the country. no leaving the country, and certainly not leaving for another country while being in the first another country.
The following story, explains why i can't see him. not anytime soon, and certainly not anytime soon over here. you see, *that* will take several years from now. as in decades.
13 years ago, W was left by his first wife. she left one day without warning, taking their daughter with her. Not to be found, W gave up looking for them after a while, and gave up on life for the time being. Crawled back up, eventually, but was in a bad place for some time. After a while, divorce papers show up, showing he owes her child support for the daughter he still hasn't seen at that point. No mention of where the child support should go, just that he owed. So, asking the grandparents once more, no answer, and no way to pay, he signed and let it go. met up with the soon to be second ex wife and got on with life. 13 years later, wifey #1 shows up, with now 14 yr old daughter. Within months, they're at court, because she wants the child support ot be taken care of. So, more than 10 years of monthly payments behind, and current childsupport, makes for a decent amount of money being taken out of W.s check. But hey, she's still his daughter, and there's no way out of it. It's hard, difficult, and stiull doesn't let him see her, but he's doing his part.
TOO FUCKING BAD say the passport people. it says here in your file that you owe back child support. that means no passport.
There is a Mr John somethingorother somewhere in, or rather, out of an office who decides on who does and who doesn't get a passport in these cases. Unfortunately, we might not be able to reach him in time to get even the "same day passport" taken care of.
Goodbye being re-united after 8 months, goodbye trip, goodbye paris.
Oh, and the good news is, they are now only 4 and a half months behind on the fiancee visa applications. nice, unless any of the ex's, children, former employers or just acquaintances or passers by can screw with that as well. which, in our case, isn't all that unlikely.
and, congrats H, on getting your motorcycle license. Hope you two have a great time :)
So i get over the idea of having to leave everything behind and go for this ludicrous plan to get me moved over yonder. fine, it's ok, i'll be ok, everyone else is ok with it, it's no big deal, it's not like i'm stuck or can't get in contact with anyone at all.
So we get the divorce hurdle taken, or just about, because Little Miss Lethargic Ass can't be asked to do a fucking copy/paste style test because it reminds her of the school she should've finished in the first place. Fine, she just now got it all done, at the very last second, but it's done, and miraculously enough, she even passed the test.
So we even get past the crazy ex almost doing herself in because of various, quite ligit reasons, leaving W stuck with the kids for the time he was supposed to be here, but that sorted itself out when she lost her mind again, and life apparently wasn't all too bad for her and it was all a big 'nevermind, it didn't happen"
So we find a solution for the job still not being there, the current job having to be quit to take the trip, the house that at the last moment turns into a "sure, i don't think there's a problem"
One would think that this was enough.... One would, of course, as always, be wrong. Of course there's plenty to go wrong next. And i'm not even thinking about plane crashes, terrorism, lost luggage, lost passengers or anything
You see, it might not even come to that. It looks a whole goddamn lot like it's not going to come to those things being a possibility.
Get ready for this, lean back, sip your drink, because this is turning into a really bad storyline.
W's passport application has been denied.
yes, after reading it a few more times, your eyes aren't betraying you. The application was denied. so, no passport. No passport, no leaving the country. no leaving the country, and certainly not leaving for another country while being in the first another country.
The following story, explains why i can't see him. not anytime soon, and certainly not anytime soon over here. you see, *that* will take several years from now. as in decades.
13 years ago, W was left by his first wife. she left one day without warning, taking their daughter with her. Not to be found, W gave up looking for them after a while, and gave up on life for the time being. Crawled back up, eventually, but was in a bad place for some time. After a while, divorce papers show up, showing he owes her child support for the daughter he still hasn't seen at that point. No mention of where the child support should go, just that he owed. So, asking the grandparents once more, no answer, and no way to pay, he signed and let it go. met up with the soon to be second ex wife and got on with life. 13 years later, wifey #1 shows up, with now 14 yr old daughter. Within months, they're at court, because she wants the child support ot be taken care of. So, more than 10 years of monthly payments behind, and current childsupport, makes for a decent amount of money being taken out of W.s check. But hey, she's still his daughter, and there's no way out of it. It's hard, difficult, and stiull doesn't let him see her, but he's doing his part.
TOO FUCKING BAD say the passport people. it says here in your file that you owe back child support. that means no passport.
There is a Mr John somethingorother somewhere in, or rather, out of an office who decides on who does and who doesn't get a passport in these cases. Unfortunately, we might not be able to reach him in time to get even the "same day passport" taken care of.
Goodbye being re-united after 8 months, goodbye trip, goodbye paris.
Oh, and the good news is, they are now only 4 and a half months behind on the fiancee visa applications. nice, unless any of the ex's, children, former employers or just acquaintances or passers by can screw with that as well. which, in our case, isn't all that unlikely.
and, congrats H, on getting your motorcycle license. Hope you two have a great time :)
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