5 Fact Friday… on a Saturday…

Last week I jumped up and down for having my pictures selected by Shuttersisters.  This week I ended up jumping too, because I found a real gem…  I’m becoming one jumpy lady.

OK, 5 Fact Friday – nr 2

Fact 1 – Too little time, too late to write them down yesterday.  So this is 5FF on a Saturday… Impossible? Maybe, but a fact anyhow.


Fact 2 – Started Susannah Conway’s Unravelling class.  1st Week already gone – another proof that time travels way too fast. Love the class so far

Fact 3 – The first thing that needed unravelling were our feet.  I made a whole feety-photo-story.  Feel free to meet my feet in their daily life.

For those wondering how the first one was taken without drowning my i-Phone… I put the shower head way down low, and held the phone above the water stream… simple! In fact, i was totally dressed when I took it, and my skirt didn’t even get a splash…

A day in the life of... my feet...in the shower(i-Phone image)

A day in the life of… my feet…in the shower
(i-Phone image)

A day in the life of... my feet... in the hallway(i-Phone image)

A day in the life of… my feet… in the hallway
(i-Phone image)

A day in the life of... my feet... in the kitchen(i-Phone image)

A day in the life of… my feet… in the kitchen
(i-Phone image)

A day in the life of... my feet... in the garden(i-Phone image)

A day in the life of… my feet… in the garden
(i-Phone image)

Fact 4 – Apartments don’t look – or smell for that matter – good when they haven’t been cleaned or “aired” in 2 whole years….
My son got the keys to his apartment last Monday. And the guy that had lived in it before him, apparently didn’t know that mankind had invented brushes and soap and running water…. Yakky! What a dirty mess he left behind!!
And my 28 year old son admitted: mom comes in “handy” at such moments.
Armed with bleaching water, Dettol, lots (I really mean LOTS) of cloths and sponges… I must have looked like the cleaning lady in hell… turning my son’s apartment into a bright and shining heaven after 3 days of intense scrubbing.
Now my back, my feet, my thighs, my bottom, my hands… and about everything else is hurting, but it’s worth it when I see my son’s bright smile, the shining sink and the first signs of transforming it into his small new home.

My feet... cleaning in my son's apartment.

My feet… cleaning in my son’s apartment.

First signs of my son's presence... turning this place into his new home.

First signs of my son’s presence… turning this place into his new home.

Fact 5 – Second hand stores are dangerous places for me and my wallet.
I went looking for chairs for my son, but stumbled upon the cutest little, portable, antique typewriter.  A real gem!
I couldn’t leave it there, and what’s more, it was smiling at me… so…
At home, first thing I did was inserting a piece of paper and started typing… Didn’t think it would work, but the little thing kept surprising me: its typing is impeccable!
And the click-a-dee-clack of the hammers tapping the paper sounded so familiar.
Like listening to vinyl instead of cd…

Antique typewriter found yesterday - Served as my image for the Jump prompt at Shuttersisters - One Word Project, September 7. (i-Phone image)

Antique typewriter found yesterday – Served as my image for the Jump prompt at Shuttersisters – One Word Project, September 7.
(i-Phone image)

Have a nice weekend – see you next 5 facts on Friday… or Saturday…

PS: Fact 6…. Do you also sometimes feel like throwing WordPress out of the window?!!%%ggrrr***??  This post took me about 2 1/2 hours to get it posted! The d*** thing just wouldn’t put things in its places, refused to accept notes to the photographs… anyone a good alternative?? (tried Blogger – same story – I guess that as long as you don’t pay for your account, they just keep messing with your blog until you get tired, and pay….)


Paris, here I come

No, not Hilton… just, well, Paris…, you know, the city… in France… Europe…

Today, 14/08 – 9.30 am we step on the Thalys and head for 4 days in the light city.
It’s so close to home, only 2 1/2 hours by train, and we’ve only been there once, an incentive trip a lifetime ago. You sure know those trips… 1 hour here, get back in time there.  We spent 1 hour at Montmartre and a who-ooole evening at the Lido…??!! On top of that, it was on July 14th and the whole city was filled with snipers, from the sewers to the rooftops, to protect the president during the parade.

Now it is said that in August, Paris is half asleep.  Its inhabitants leave on holiday, a lot of shops could be closed, which is a good thing for a shopaholic like me.
But, it also means there are no construction workers in the street making noise with all kinds of machines, there’s less traffic… everything gets calmer.
Paris s’endort…

Me and my husband plan to visit the classic things.  One just has to smile back at the Mona Lisa at least once in a lifetime, right?
Visit the Louvre with its glass pyramid-entrance (as seen in The Da Vinci Code) and Les Tuileries (our hotel is situated right in front of this magnificent garden).

But everything has a backside, and for me that’s packing… a “packside”… No matter how exciting the trip, I just hate that and I always carry too much.  I read Susannah Conway’s packing story and totally recognized it.
Carry too much, not wearing half of it, ever. Clothes for rainy weather, dry weather, cold weather, freezing weather, windy weather… no matter where I go…  I’d even invent weather types if I could.
I take medicine with me for diseases no-one will probably ever catch, and then there’s shoes…
Last year I took 18 pairs of shoes with me to the Provence, bought 3 pair over there and wore 5, max!

Normally we travel by car, now we catch the train and I definitely plan to travel light, which put me in the dilemma: do I take a dslr with me, or not? I know that, however good the i-Phone cam is, and the quality of my Canon G12 has never let me down yet, I would regret not having taken the big one… so, it’s packed!  So far for traveling light….
I hope to bring some nice images with me, which brings me to the next problem I have with holidays: processing photos…  The pictures from our trip to the isle of Texel (Holland) this June are still waiting patiently on my hard drive…
Time, time… where does it go?  Sometimes I think that the world started turning much quicker but nobody checked it so far……….

See you in a few days or here on Instagram… that is, if technique and wifi won’t let me down this time….

Au revoir!

August arrived, time to break

July, August, the traditional holiday months.  No school for the youngsters, everyone has sunny  (normally that is) days off.
I joined Susannah Conway’s August Break, a leisurely, free, “post a day” in real holiday mood.   Want to post a picture? Fine!  Don’t feel like it today?  That’s fine too.
Subject? Doesn’t matter, anything.  How many? One, 5, none….  You see,  the perfect holiday feel.

I thought that it also was a good time to start with a new project: I bought a whole lot of wool and started a patchwork plaid. Heaps of colorful squares needed, no complicated patterns, just grab whatever color lies near me and a crochet.
It’s been years since I did that, but apparently it’s a lot like swimming or riding a bike: once you know how, you keep remembering.  A little “wobbly” at the start, but it all comes back in a sec.
It’s fun! I can take it with me to the fysio-therapist, to my mom’s, in the garden… much like my i-Phone actually.
I thought, I start with it now, then it just might be finished when winter comes.  And then I can cuddle up underneath it… I need about 80 squares, 5 of them ready… 75 to go… piece of cake! And besides, the name of the wool is “Bravo”, nothing can go wrong, I already got my applause!

I took a picture of it that serves two purposes: Susannah Conway’s August Break, and my August Project.

Have a nice August break