woensdag 28 november 2012
maandag 26 november 2012
donderdag 22 november 2012
dinsdag 16 oktober 2012
maandag 3 september 2012
Erica in the making: I want to follow more blogs...
Erica in the making: I want to follow more blogs...: Utrecht Today, once again, I tried to follow other blogs, but I find it very difficult to find them. How can I find interesting blogs...
Erica in the making: Chocolate...
Erica in the making: Chocolate...: Chocolate is the best remedy for stress or should I say it's an anti-stress medication... On this picture you see a oneliner of a ...
Erica in the making: World Wide Web
Erica in the making: World Wide Web: Dear World Wide Web, I know it’s true I turned my back on you For a week or two I was hooked on you And couldn’t do Anyt...
Erica in the making: Encaustic Art Your House...
Erica in the making: Encaustic Art Your House...: It's been quite some time I've been writing on this blog. This was because of the weather. Yes, we had some weeks of summer. Most of the tim...
Erica in the making: Encaustic Art Your House...
Erica in the making: Encaustic Art Your House...: It's been quite some time I've been writing on this blog. This was because of the weather. Yes, we had some weeks of summer. Most of the tim...
Encaustic Art Your House...
It's been quite some time I've been writing on this blog. This was because of the weather. Yes, we had some weeks of summer. Most of the time the weather has been like autumn, but then it all changed into sun!
Now our normal lives have begun again and I'm on the computer more and more.
I wanted to show you a movie I've made. Encaustic Art Your House is the title. Here you can see some of the art I'm making. Not during the summer, because it's too hot to handle an iron. When autumn sets in the iron will start doing its job again...
Encaustic Art Your House
Enjoy watching my video and I hope you will comment on it... I really could use some feedback.
Now our normal lives have begun again and I'm on the computer more and more.
I wanted to show you a movie I've made. Encaustic Art Your House is the title. Here you can see some of the art I'm making. Not during the summer, because it's too hot to handle an iron. When autumn sets in the iron will start doing its job again...
Enjoy watching my video and I hope you will comment on it... I really could use some feedback.
maandag 30 juli 2012
World Wide Web
Dear World Wide Web,
I know it’s true
I turned my back on you
For a week or two
I was hooked on you
And couldn’t do
Anything without you
Now I meet you again
I’m lost without a plan
To face the World Wide Web
Again…
donderdag 10 mei 2012
Chocolate...
Chocolate is the best remedy for stress or should I say it's an anti-stress medication...
On this picture you see a oneliner of a Dutch actress and column writer. It says: 'Chocolate is happiness. I will never sacrifice happiness to weigh one pound less.' Well, this proofs chocolate is good for you. It makes you happy even though you might gain weight. Just don't eat too much of it...
But, happiness, let's talk about happiness. Happiness for me, let's think... Happiness to me is when I have a day without pain and I can create some art or write a great story and people react to my work. Not only good reactions, but even comments are welcome. Just so I know I'm seen, or better, my work is seen.
I'm also happy when people around me are happy. When you smile it's easier for another to smile too. That's what I do on my round delivering the mail. Last friday was very difficult for me to smile on this round, because my pain was too much. With tears in my eyes I delivered the mail and when I greeted a person I tried to smile and hide my tears. I was so relieved after my second round when I was home and started crying. Crying because of the pain, crying because I couldn't stop the pain, crying because I was alone at that time. Really, I was a wreck... But, then I picked myself up again and had a shower to wash away some of the pain.
The rest of the day was hectic, because we had to welcome a friend home from Kunduz. She's in the military and was over there for seven months. But now she's back and we had a drink or two to celebrate her homecoming. We laughed a lot, but I was still in pain. The next day would be even worse...
I've survived everything, but now again I'm suffering a great deal of pain because of the weather. It's been rainy all week long, but today it warm outside. Okay, there's still rain and that's why I'm in pain.
No worries, I'm still alive and planning on doing so for a long, long time!
On this picture you see a oneliner of a Dutch actress and column writer. It says: 'Chocolate is happiness. I will never sacrifice happiness to weigh one pound less.' Well, this proofs chocolate is good for you. It makes you happy even though you might gain weight. Just don't eat too much of it...
But, happiness, let's talk about happiness. Happiness for me, let's think... Happiness to me is when I have a day without pain and I can create some art or write a great story and people react to my work. Not only good reactions, but even comments are welcome. Just so I know I'm seen, or better, my work is seen.
I'm also happy when people around me are happy. When you smile it's easier for another to smile too. That's what I do on my round delivering the mail. Last friday was very difficult for me to smile on this round, because my pain was too much. With tears in my eyes I delivered the mail and when I greeted a person I tried to smile and hide my tears. I was so relieved after my second round when I was home and started crying. Crying because of the pain, crying because I couldn't stop the pain, crying because I was alone at that time. Really, I was a wreck... But, then I picked myself up again and had a shower to wash away some of the pain.
The rest of the day was hectic, because we had to welcome a friend home from Kunduz. She's in the military and was over there for seven months. But now she's back and we had a drink or two to celebrate her homecoming. We laughed a lot, but I was still in pain. The next day would be even worse...
I've survived everything, but now again I'm suffering a great deal of pain because of the weather. It's been rainy all week long, but today it warm outside. Okay, there's still rain and that's why I'm in pain.
No worries, I'm still alive and planning on doing so for a long, long time!
dinsdag 8 mei 2012
0 comments...
Why doesn't anyone read my blog??? Don't you want to know how a Dutch woman lives???
Okay, I must admit, it isn't the most interesting thing on earth, but I wish someone would read and comment my blog. Do I sound desperate? Yes, I do!
Did I tell you I make encaustic art? No, I didn't, not yet. Well... I make encaustic art. You can see my work on my own site www.ericakanters.nl. Maybe you want to take a look? When you take a look at my site don't get afraid of the Dutch words and simply go to www.ericakanters.nl/bijenwastekeningen and see some of my work. Bijenwastekeningen is the Dutch word for Encaustic Art.
Encaustic art is made by heating coloured beeswax applied to special paper by using an iron. This is the short definition. Of course you can look it up at the internet, so why should I bother when you can find it yourself. Not that I don't want to explain it to you, but it's difficult to put into English words for me. Anyhow... to tell something more about the way I work...
Sometimes I make drawings on request. When I do so, I also make pictures of part of the drawing and tell them what I see in those. Most of the time I tell them about them. People can't believe I can see those things in the drawing, but it's true. The first drawing I made for a man I only knew through internet by his nickname. I didn't know if he was married or anything of his personal life. What I told him made him wonder how I knew those things... I was amazed as well, because I didn't know I was talking about his personal life. The only thing I thought I did was telling a story about my drawing (or part of it, anyway)...
But, most of the time I just start making drawings without thinking about anything. I have to have a clear head and that's very difficult I can tell... Try not to think about anything and you start thinking about something. Strange how the brain works. So I start ironing (with beeswax of course...). The first drawing I make not with a clear head so immediately after the first one I make another one. This is the one with a clear head. I have to keep practising clearing my head. One day my all my first drawings will be made clear, not thinking at all, just draw or should I say iron... ;)
This is the last piece I made...
maandag 7 mei 2012
I want to follow more blogs...
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| Utrecht |
Today, once again, I tried to follow other blogs, but I find it very difficult to find them. How can I find interesting blogs??? I know mine is really interesting, ahum, writing about my life in the Netherlands. No, sorry, I don't live in Amsterdam, but I have lived in Utrecht. Utrecht also is a city worth going to. It's Amsterdam, but smaller. I really loved living there, but after eight years I moved to Mallorca with my (past) boy friend. I had a really great time over there even though my boyfriend cheated on me and left me on my own on the island. The next day I had a job and a roof over my head, thank God.
After another half year I moved to Italy with my next boyfriend. This turned out to be a disaster too, but I enjoyed living in Italy any way. Because I could talk and understand a little Spanish it was easier for me to learn the Italian language. Okay, I'm Dutch, so I'm used to learning other languages. In school I was taught Dutch, of course, English, French and German. I also learned a bit of two ancient languages, Latin and Greek, but I wasn't any good at it. The stories were great I must admit, but it was really difficult to translate those stories. All those words with different meanings that could be used in different ways... It made my head spin.
But enough about my adventures in different countries and with different languages... Is there any one out there who can help me with finding interesting blogs??? I'd love to follow the lives of the American people. I'd love to see what they're up to, how they live their lives.
Please, can you help me???
woensdag 2 mei 2012
Queensday...
I don't know if you ever heard about Queensday in Holland? At that day Holland turns orange, every ones dressed in orange, every one is in the streets. People selling a lot of rubbish in parks and on the streets. No, it's not only in Amsterdam, you know our capital, it's all over Holland or should I say The Netherlands. Because Holland is an area/ a state in The Netherlands, so the name Holland isn't for the whole country, as small as it is.
Queensday is celebrated at april 30 and it's not the birthday of our current queen but of her mother, Queen Juliana. Queen Beatrix, our current queen (not knowing for how long, because she's getting some what older) wanted to honour her mother by celebrating her birthday every year...
Not only do the people dress up in orange and sell all their rubbish, there also are a lot of bands playing in different cities. We've seen '100% katoen', it's a coverband and they were really great! There were more bands, but what I like most of Queensday is to watch people. Just sitting, having a drink and comment on all the people passing by.
There really was a crowd during that day and even cars wanted to drive through them going to their homes in the centre of the city. I think it taken them quite a while before reaching their homes. Okay, this picture isn't really clear, but I think you get a picture of how many people there were...
How stupid some people are by driving in the centre during Queensday. I think those people are really thick headed (or how to you call it?).
Anyhow, we had a really great day and the sun was even shining on that day. The days before were rainy and cold, but Queensday was sunny and warm. Almost every year we have a sunny Queensday. Thanks to the weather Gods...
Not only do the people dress up in orange and sell all their rubbish, there also are a lot of bands playing in different cities. We've seen '100% katoen', it's a coverband and they were really great! There were more bands, but what I like most of Queensday is to watch people. Just sitting, having a drink and comment on all the people passing by.
How stupid some people are by driving in the centre during Queensday. I think those people are really thick headed (or how to you call it?).
Anyhow, we had a really great day and the sun was even shining on that day. The days before were rainy and cold, but Queensday was sunny and warm. Almost every year we have a sunny Queensday. Thanks to the weather Gods...
donderdag 26 april 2012
Here I am again!!!
Because I was too busy I wasn't able to write on this blog. Now I have another site too, excuse me, two sites. The first one I made extra is www.exto.nl (look for my name and you certainly will find me), the second one is on Facebook. Someone on LinkedIn suggested to make a Fanpage on FB, so then I was busy making that one. I just started the fanpage on FB today so there is not a lot to see on it yet www.facebook.com/EricaKantersEncausticArtVerhalen This site also is mostly Dutch, sorry you guys and girls, but you always can use a translator from the internet. I know it's not precise the translation, but then you have an impression. If you want me to translate a specific article, just ask and I will be happy to do so. My English isn't as good as yours, but I will try my best. That's one thing that's sure...
Also I have been busy with my encaustic art. I'm making really big ones this time and I must say, they look great. It's difficult to take a picture of this art, but here you have an impression... The boarding (or... I don't know how to say it, but I mean the wood around my art) is made by Frank, my husband. He's a carpenter so we're great together considering my artwork and his of course.
I didn't put this work on my sites, because this already is bought by a friend. His wife returns home from Kunduz in a week and he wants to surprise her with it. He really loves it, but we're not sure she does. That's why I was making another one today. Different colours... Here's an impression of that one... The picture is not great and I didn't photoshop it yet, so you can see my feet. Hihihi!!!
Whoops, the picture doesn't work on this blog... I don't know what happened, but something's not working right... Too bad. Maybe I'll show you another day.
For now, I'm going to watch some tele... Hotter than my daugther. It's a Dutch program showing some mothers who think they're dressed sexy or hot, but they're not. They are too old to wear the clothes they're wearing. The daugthers obviously don't like it to been seen with their mother.
Whoops, it already started... Sorry, I'm off! I hope I wrote everything down okay, because I didn't check it.
Bye for now!!!
I didn't put this work on my sites, because this already is bought by a friend. His wife returns home from Kunduz in a week and he wants to surprise her with it. He really loves it, but we're not sure she does. That's why I was making another one today. Different colours... Here's an impression of that one... The picture is not great and I didn't photoshop it yet, so you can see my feet. Hihihi!!!
Whoops, the picture doesn't work on this blog... I don't know what happened, but something's not working right... Too bad. Maybe I'll show you another day.
For now, I'm going to watch some tele... Hotter than my daugther. It's a Dutch program showing some mothers who think they're dressed sexy or hot, but they're not. They are too old to wear the clothes they're wearing. The daugthers obviously don't like it to been seen with their mother.
Whoops, it already started... Sorry, I'm off! I hope I wrote everything down okay, because I didn't check it.
Bye for now!!!
dinsdag 17 april 2012
Socrates...
Okay, here I am again. I noticed no-one is reading this blog, but I continue anyway. It's not daily any more, because I have other things to do too.
This last week I've not been quite well. My body ached a lot because of Fibromyalgie. I don't know if you know what this means, but in short it means your muscles ache almost all of the time. Especially when you've been too active. This is why I didn't write on this blog.
But now I come to Socrates... Every day I write on my own internet site about the daily oneliner. Today it was Socrates' turn. 'Wisdom start with admiration.' (on the picture you see the Dutch translation)
When I started to read some more about Socrates I read another wisdom, or what you want to call it. It says that you only can know things when you know yourself.
When I was young, very young, and people talked about things I didn't know I wondered how they knew those things. I thought when babies were born they were born with information, if you know what I mean. So I felt very stupid not knowing what they were talking about and how they got that kind of information. Were they born with more information than I was? Was I stupid??? No! Socrates says that kind of information people talk about they've heard from someone else or seen from someone. So this kind of information he call fake-info. It's not to be said the info isn't true, but they only recite someone else. It was something they remembered.
I was relieved to read this, but I'm still looking for my true self. And when I find my true self I have the wisdom. It's a life long search, but it's worth it. Don't you think? It's a difficult search and you'll get hurt along the way too and make mistakes. But mistakes are there to learn. It's not possible to never make a mistake in your life. I've made a lot of mistakes and learned. A few of those mistakes are in relations with men. But after those terrible mistakes, I think I was blind and deaf at that time, I've made progress and finally got married to a great man. Of course we argue every now and then, but that's life too.
I want to thank Socrates with his wise words, although I didn't get into his oneliner for today, it made me curious about him and his thoughts... It made me a wiser woman, a woman in search of her true self. I still have a long way to go.
This last week I've not been quite well. My body ached a lot because of Fibromyalgie. I don't know if you know what this means, but in short it means your muscles ache almost all of the time. Especially when you've been too active. This is why I didn't write on this blog.
But now I come to Socrates... Every day I write on my own internet site about the daily oneliner. Today it was Socrates' turn. 'Wisdom start with admiration.' (on the picture you see the Dutch translation)
When I started to read some more about Socrates I read another wisdom, or what you want to call it. It says that you only can know things when you know yourself.
When I was young, very young, and people talked about things I didn't know I wondered how they knew those things. I thought when babies were born they were born with information, if you know what I mean. So I felt very stupid not knowing what they were talking about and how they got that kind of information. Were they born with more information than I was? Was I stupid??? No! Socrates says that kind of information people talk about they've heard from someone else or seen from someone. So this kind of information he call fake-info. It's not to be said the info isn't true, but they only recite someone else. It was something they remembered.
I was relieved to read this, but I'm still looking for my true self. And when I find my true self I have the wisdom. It's a life long search, but it's worth it. Don't you think? It's a difficult search and you'll get hurt along the way too and make mistakes. But mistakes are there to learn. It's not possible to never make a mistake in your life. I've made a lot of mistakes and learned. A few of those mistakes are in relations with men. But after those terrible mistakes, I think I was blind and deaf at that time, I've made progress and finally got married to a great man. Of course we argue every now and then, but that's life too.
I want to thank Socrates with his wise words, although I didn't get into his oneliner for today, it made me curious about him and his thoughts... It made me a wiser woman, a woman in search of her true self. I still have a long way to go.
maandag 9 april 2012
The devil...
I always take it into positive... Yes, that's what I do. Because in something negative there must be something positive. I wrote about this card on my website (too bad it's in Dutch...)
The way I look at this Devilcard is like a warning. It's warns me something bad may happen when I don't watch for it. You know what I mean to say?
Sometimes I say things without thinking. How do you say it in English??? We call it, flapuit... Let's look it up in a dictonary... blabbermouth. I thought it was something like that, but I wasn't sure enough, but now I know.
I try not to say things without thinking, but sometimes your mouth is too fast for your thoughts. It can be bad, but it can also be good. When you think you say the wrong things, maybe people think about the things you said and maybe they can learn from it. And maybe not, then you could have made an enemy... But does this say something about you or the other person? I think it says something about the two of you. Where two people fight two people get hurt (do you say it like that???)
We will see how this day is going to be. But I have to get through this day first. This afternoon we're going to a birthday party in a bar. That means there will be alcoholic drinks involved. And you know what happens when people drink alcohol. People start to be honest... if you like it or not. Even when alcohol runs through your veins you ought to think before you speak and that's the difficult part of it all...
Anyhow, I hope it's going to be a nice afternoon at that birthday. I've done all I have to do for today... I updated my site and wrote this blog. But... there's one more thing... You know about Easter Sunday, but do you have an Easter Monday? We do and it's today. I have to look it up on the internet.
I looked it up and there really is an Easter Monday, but why I don't know. We also have two Christmas days and that's weird too don't you think?
But, let's put all these weird things behind us and just enjoy the day. What do you say?
zaterdag 7 april 2012
Saturday...
Today is Saturday the day before Easter. Is it called good Saturday or white Saturday? No, I don't think this day has a specific name... Too bad.
We went to visit my father in law, he's back home and looks healthy. That's a good thing.
It's a bit boring today. All I've done is laundry and keeping my webpage up to date.
Yesterday evening we went to a birthday party. We went by bike (yes, we're Dutch, it doesn't cost anything and it's healthy). On the way back home it was raining, but we didn't mind because when we got home we had a little drink and went to sleep but not after we looked in on the girls. They spent their first evening home alone and the house was still there when we got there. Everything cleaned up and they were fast asleep.
This morning the youngest went swimming and the oldest to a game of soccer (also very Dutch, don't you think?)
Now I'm a bit bored and don't know what to do. I want to eat some fries and watch a good movie. So, that's what I think I'm going to do. Eat and watch a movie or something on the television. How BORING, but relaxing... I will be in shape for the Easter bunny to come tomorrow.
We went to visit my father in law, he's back home and looks healthy. That's a good thing.
It's a bit boring today. All I've done is laundry and keeping my webpage up to date.
Yesterday evening we went to a birthday party. We went by bike (yes, we're Dutch, it doesn't cost anything and it's healthy). On the way back home it was raining, but we didn't mind because when we got home we had a little drink and went to sleep but not after we looked in on the girls. They spent their first evening home alone and the house was still there when we got there. Everything cleaned up and they were fast asleep.
This morning the youngest went swimming and the oldest to a game of soccer (also very Dutch, don't you think?)
Now I'm a bit bored and don't know what to do. I want to eat some fries and watch a good movie. So, that's what I think I'm going to do. Eat and watch a movie or something on the television. How BORING, but relaxing... I will be in shape for the Easter bunny to come tomorrow.
vrijdag 6 april 2012
Good Friday...
Today, on Good Friday, I had to work and give people their mail. Yes, I'm a postwoman or how you call it in English. I deliver mail in the old fashion way.
But what does Good Friday mean. I don't even know if you call it Good Friday, but it's a few days before Easter and a day after White Thursday. Why do they call these days Good and White? Today they recall the death of Jesus and yesterday was the last supper. But why call thursday white and friday good. White is because of the cloth over the statues in the church and good... maybe they think about the good words Jesus spoke.
I'm not very Catholic, but I always want to know everything. I am really curious, it's my second nature. There's nothing wrong with being curious, I think. But you can be too curious when you want to know really everything about everyone. Some people know or think they know everything about everybody and then they talk about it with other people. When you're not sure about the things you think you know, you shouldn't talk about it with other people only with the ones concerned are present. Gossiping is one thing I can't stand. Sure, I also talk about people but in a way that when they step into the same room they may hear what I have to say. It's no secret when I talk about other people.
Yesterday, my father in law had to go to hospital, there was something wrong with his heart. Today he got operated and got a pacemaker. Everything is fine now, gladly. Tomorrow he comes back home. This was one thing I also had to share with you.
But for now, I go and change because we have to go to a birthday. It will be the first time the girls are home alone at night. It's a bit scary but for everything there's a first. And staying home alone at night is their first today... Let's hope all goes well. I think it will, because they want us already gone. ;)
But what does Good Friday mean. I don't even know if you call it Good Friday, but it's a few days before Easter and a day after White Thursday. Why do they call these days Good and White? Today they recall the death of Jesus and yesterday was the last supper. But why call thursday white and friday good. White is because of the cloth over the statues in the church and good... maybe they think about the good words Jesus spoke.
I'm not very Catholic, but I always want to know everything. I am really curious, it's my second nature. There's nothing wrong with being curious, I think. But you can be too curious when you want to know really everything about everyone. Some people know or think they know everything about everybody and then they talk about it with other people. When you're not sure about the things you think you know, you shouldn't talk about it with other people only with the ones concerned are present. Gossiping is one thing I can't stand. Sure, I also talk about people but in a way that when they step into the same room they may hear what I have to say. It's no secret when I talk about other people.
Yesterday, my father in law had to go to hospital, there was something wrong with his heart. Today he got operated and got a pacemaker. Everything is fine now, gladly. Tomorrow he comes back home. This was one thing I also had to share with you.
But for now, I go and change because we have to go to a birthday. It will be the first time the girls are home alone at night. It's a bit scary but for everything there's a first. And staying home alone at night is their first today... Let's hope all goes well. I think it will, because they want us already gone. ;)
donderdag 5 april 2012
Who am I?
Who am I? That's the question... And a difficult one too. I can tell you about my life, what I've done in the past, what I'm doing now and what I want to do in the future. But who I really am... You decide...
I will start with telling you about my present time. I'm married to a great man who's a carpenter. He's got two daughters from a previous marriage. When I came into their lives the girls were 8 and 6 years old. My husband's name is Frank and we've got married in a year. That means we will be married for 4 years on april 29 this year. My parents were married at that same date only 42 years before we've got married. So every year on that same date my parents take out the family for dinner. I have got an older brother and sister, but maybe my sister will not attend to this dinnerparty because she's always very busy living her own life and that doesn't include us. But enough about my family and dinnerparty...
As you will already know by reading this piece, I am a step-mom. Not the evil kind but the nice kind. That doesn't mean the girls can do whatever they want. No, I'm strict in a nice way. I try not to yell at them, and I must say I hardly ever yell. I raise my voice to be heard and explain them when I'm angry with them. If they don't agree they can tell me so and then we talk about it. Sometimes, but not that often, I am wrong and then I tell them so. I apologize to them and give them a hug and a kiss.
Normally I don't say I'm a step-mom, I always say I'm a borrow-mom (or should I say loan???) The girls can borrow me when they're at our house, because their mom lives somewhere else, obviously. Hahaha!
Today the 13 year old one, gave me a letter saying how much she loves me and sorry when she's behaving bad. She doesn't want to loose me. HOW SWEET!!! Knowing she's grounded for a month starting this week (she can't leave this house except for school of course).
Does this letter mean I'm a good mother? I hope so! I try my best, but sometimes it's very hard, adolescence kicked in... ;)
I will start with telling you about my present time. I'm married to a great man who's a carpenter. He's got two daughters from a previous marriage. When I came into their lives the girls were 8 and 6 years old. My husband's name is Frank and we've got married in a year. That means we will be married for 4 years on april 29 this year. My parents were married at that same date only 42 years before we've got married. So every year on that same date my parents take out the family for dinner. I have got an older brother and sister, but maybe my sister will not attend to this dinnerparty because she's always very busy living her own life and that doesn't include us. But enough about my family and dinnerparty...
As you will already know by reading this piece, I am a step-mom. Not the evil kind but the nice kind. That doesn't mean the girls can do whatever they want. No, I'm strict in a nice way. I try not to yell at them, and I must say I hardly ever yell. I raise my voice to be heard and explain them when I'm angry with them. If they don't agree they can tell me so and then we talk about it. Sometimes, but not that often, I am wrong and then I tell them so. I apologize to them and give them a hug and a kiss.
Normally I don't say I'm a step-mom, I always say I'm a borrow-mom (or should I say loan???) The girls can borrow me when they're at our house, because their mom lives somewhere else, obviously. Hahaha!
Today the 13 year old one, gave me a letter saying how much she loves me and sorry when she's behaving bad. She doesn't want to loose me. HOW SWEET!!! Knowing she's grounded for a month starting this week (she can't leave this house except for school of course).
Does this letter mean I'm a good mother? I hope so! I try my best, but sometimes it's very hard, adolescence kicked in... ;)
My bad habit...
I want to confess something... I have a bad habit, I smoke. No regular cigarettes but , but I role my own cigarettes (I don't know how you call them in English). No, not with anything else in it, just tobacco. Everyone thinks all Dutch smoke weed, but not this girl. In the past I've tried it some times, but I don't like it. It makes your head fuzzy and that's something I don't like. It also smells terrible. But that's what I think of it.
I don't smoke normal cigarettes because my mouth goes dry and I don't like the taste of it. I smoke a brand that's called 'Drum'. When we were on holiday in France we met a English family. It started to get real hilarious some times, because we couldn't find the right words in English for the tobacco we smoke. We call it a 'shaggie' this cigarette you role yourself, but that had a totally different meaning. We were aware of it, but because of some alcohol we just laughed about it. Also the word for sprinkles (the chocolate things you eat on bread, do you know these?) we pronounced the Dutch word in English, 'hagelslag'(this is the Dutch word). We couldn't stop laughing!
And then Vince, the English man, talked about some kind of animal (I can't remember which word it was). Then I had to call my sister back in Holland to ask if she knew what he meant. My sister graduated in English so she would know it and she did.
It was real great meeting these English family and we still keep in touch. One day we went over to them and we had a great time. We went to a small village were some movies were shot, such as Harry Potter and lots more... It was great to walk in the past, because that's what it felt like.
But, I was talking about my bad habit... Well, I don't think I need to say any more about this. Do you?
I don't smoke normal cigarettes because my mouth goes dry and I don't like the taste of it. I smoke a brand that's called 'Drum'. When we were on holiday in France we met a English family. It started to get real hilarious some times, because we couldn't find the right words in English for the tobacco we smoke. We call it a 'shaggie' this cigarette you role yourself, but that had a totally different meaning. We were aware of it, but because of some alcohol we just laughed about it. Also the word for sprinkles (the chocolate things you eat on bread, do you know these?) we pronounced the Dutch word in English, 'hagelslag'(this is the Dutch word). We couldn't stop laughing!
And then Vince, the English man, talked about some kind of animal (I can't remember which word it was). Then I had to call my sister back in Holland to ask if she knew what he meant. My sister graduated in English so she would know it and she did.
It was real great meeting these English family and we still keep in touch. One day we went over to them and we had a great time. We went to a small village were some movies were shot, such as Harry Potter and lots more... It was great to walk in the past, because that's what it felt like.
But, I was talking about my bad habit... Well, I don't think I need to say any more about this. Do you?
My break
After writing my blog and updating my website I started again with my encaustic art. Just when I got started Frank, my sweet husband, came home for lunch. Not so good a timing, but it was nice of him to come home during his break. When we were sitting down together, talking, the doorbell rang. It was a package for Frank and I. I expected another parcel, but this was an even better one. A gift from a friend who's in the army working in Kunduz. In two months she'll be back home in Holland, but for now she had sent us a gift. A scarf for me and one for Frank. We never expected to get a gift all the way from Kunduz! How sweet is that!?
After the two surprises, first Frank and then the gift, I went back to my encaustic art to finish my painting. It really looks great. First I started with another painting which wasn't to my liking so I started another one. And then I treated myself to a break, writing... After this writing I can play a game on Facebook, I allow my self to do so. I can be very nice to myself from time to time... So for now I will say: 'See you later!' Although I can't see you at all (if even anyone reads this blog...)
After the two surprises, first Frank and then the gift, I went back to my encaustic art to finish my painting. It really looks great. First I started with another painting which wasn't to my liking so I started another one. And then I treated myself to a break, writing... After this writing I can play a game on Facebook, I allow my self to do so. I can be very nice to myself from time to time... So for now I will say: 'See you later!' Although I can't see you at all (if even anyone reads this blog...)
Today... april 5th 2012
Good morning to you all!
This morning is the morning after the day before. Yes, it's true! The day before this morning was a bit emotional, but today I'm feeling a lot better. One day you're feeling down, the next you're up again! How wonderful life can be.
Today I'm going to ... well, what is it that I'm going to do today??? Right now I'm writing this blog, so that's the first step of beginning the day. The next step, I think, will be writing on my own website. I write down oneliners that I find on my daily calender on the toilet. Yes, that's right, on the wall of the smallest room in our house... When I write down the oneliners I think about the oneliner. Thinking what it means to me. Sometimes they're not so good, but still I have to think about them to write on my website. I don't know if people read my stuff, but to me it's a start of the day. It's something I have to do every day, except the weekends. Then I can skipp a day. But I don't always skipp that day, it depends on how busy or lazy I am.
So, off I go to my oneliner of today... And also my Tarot of today (I forgot to tell you). Every night, just before I go to sleep I take a Tarotcard from the deck. This will be another thing to think about the next day or even the night before. I lay it under my pillow, hoping I dream about it or something. Not really sure why I do it, but it keeps me on track. Really, it's the same as Julie Powell. She's the one who inspired me to write every day. Since I don't like to cook I write about oneliners and Tarot. Thanks to Julie I have a purpose in my own small life. Thank you Julie Powell. ;)
(is my English any good? I hope so! Maybe I'll get better during this year...)
This morning is the morning after the day before. Yes, it's true! The day before this morning was a bit emotional, but today I'm feeling a lot better. One day you're feeling down, the next you're up again! How wonderful life can be.
Today I'm going to ... well, what is it that I'm going to do today??? Right now I'm writing this blog, so that's the first step of beginning the day. The next step, I think, will be writing on my own website. I write down oneliners that I find on my daily calender on the toilet. Yes, that's right, on the wall of the smallest room in our house... When I write down the oneliners I think about the oneliner. Thinking what it means to me. Sometimes they're not so good, but still I have to think about them to write on my website. I don't know if people read my stuff, but to me it's a start of the day. It's something I have to do every day, except the weekends. Then I can skipp a day. But I don't always skipp that day, it depends on how busy or lazy I am.
So, off I go to my oneliner of today... And also my Tarot of today (I forgot to tell you). Every night, just before I go to sleep I take a Tarotcard from the deck. This will be another thing to think about the next day or even the night before. I lay it under my pillow, hoping I dream about it or something. Not really sure why I do it, but it keeps me on track. Really, it's the same as Julie Powell. She's the one who inspired me to write every day. Since I don't like to cook I write about oneliners and Tarot. Thanks to Julie I have a purpose in my own small life. Thank you Julie Powell. ;)
(is my English any good? I hope so! Maybe I'll get better during this year...)
woensdag 4 april 2012
My first blog...
Hello everybody!
This is my first blog on this site. I'm a Dutch woman trying to find herself through everything she gets on her way. And it's not easy if I may say so myself. It's even a little bit more difficult writing everything down in English, but I can always use a dictonary if I'm lost for English words. I simply translate them hoping they will make sense...
So pardon me if I make some mistakes, I'm only Dutch searching for a right way of expressing myself in English. Bla bla bla. I know, I'm brabbeling (is that a right word?I couldn't find it in my online dictonary, but I think you will understand it. Won't you?)
Well, what I'm going to write on this blog are my day to day things. Not very interesting you may think, but maybe you're wrong and it may get interesting. (I do hope so myself! That may mean I will have an interesting life... ) Let's see what will happen during the first few days, weeks or months... It depends on how frequently I will write.
For tonight I will see, nighty night (I think I'm going to bed in about a half hour or so...) Tomorrow I will be back introducing myself a little bit more.
Love, Erica
This is my first blog on this site. I'm a Dutch woman trying to find herself through everything she gets on her way. And it's not easy if I may say so myself. It's even a little bit more difficult writing everything down in English, but I can always use a dictonary if I'm lost for English words. I simply translate them hoping they will make sense...
So pardon me if I make some mistakes, I'm only Dutch searching for a right way of expressing myself in English. Bla bla bla. I know, I'm brabbeling (is that a right word?I couldn't find it in my online dictonary, but I think you will understand it. Won't you?)
Well, what I'm going to write on this blog are my day to day things. Not very interesting you may think, but maybe you're wrong and it may get interesting. (I do hope so myself! That may mean I will have an interesting life... ) Let's see what will happen during the first few days, weeks or months... It depends on how frequently I will write.
For tonight I will see, nighty night (I think I'm going to bed in about a half hour or so...) Tomorrow I will be back introducing myself a little bit more.
Love, Erica
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