Thursday, July 30, 2009

Following my heart

Today when the alarm went off at 4.30 a.m. I felt like cooking for 150 hungry American football guys at age 17. So that was just what I did.

Monday, July 27, 2009

Cooling off

We are only working five hours a day this week which give us plenty of time to spend in the river. Nice!

Friday, July 24, 2009

No blogging due to severe allergies

Maybe cutting our 4' long grass will do it? I hope to be back to normal soon again!

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Off to Utah

Tomorrow morning we will take off for our last vacation this summer. Monday I will start working after 2½ months in freedom. So we decided to go to Park City, UT for the Food and Wine Classics that starts tomorrow through Sunday. We will also meet up with Max's sister who is there for a conference. I am bringing my laptop and hoping to get time for some blogging. Bye for now from an extremely hot Steamboat Springs.

Monday, July 6, 2009

Earlier this morning

M: Hey baby, you might wanna go on eBay later..
C: For what?! (I'm sleeping, do not disturb!)
M: To buy a new cellphone
C: Why?!! (I already have one, bought a new one earlier this month, remember?)
M: Cause you left yours outside all night in heavy rain and hail
C: F..k!

(To all of you who might be trying to call me - don't!)

(Call Max)
(who never forgets anything)

Saturday, July 4, 2009

What to say (and not to say)

My brain is set on "vacation mode" why I haven't been blogging for a few days. I guess it is normal after being off work for over two months now. Something else that might happen as a result of long and lazy summer days with lots of ice cream and American BBQ is a slight weight gain.

The other day we were shopping for new biking clothes and I tried on a pair of the traditional bicycle tights. As most women, I spent some time analyzing whether the tights looked good from behind or not. I decided to get some positive confirmation from my dear husband why I fired off the classic line: "My butt looks big in these!"

Every man on earth should know that when something like that is being said, they should NOT agree but instead say something like: "No honey, your butt looks absolutely perfect. Not big at all!"

My man did not know. Or if he knew, he had some kind of loss of memory in that very moment. Because his answer was fast, short, and concise: "That's because they are padded!"

Which by the way they weren't...