In October 2008 I sent a parcel to the Canary Islands. One tube of vitamin and one of high-calorie paste for a skinny cat.
You already know what comes next? Right.
This parcel returned to me today, with the note "not claimed".
Now I wonder where it has been for so long. Has it travelled around the world? Has it been asleep in some Spanish post office? Has it been lost in some dark corner with spider webs hiding it? These questions almost makes me crazy.
If it only could speak ......
5/02/2009
5/01/2009
Scary
1st of May is Labor Day in Germany and in some cities traditionally the day for a parade by the extreme right-wing parties. Of course then the left-wing people and lots of other groups jump in to protest against it.
I wanted to visit a friend today and went there by train. I hadn't known there would be one of these big demonstrations. Police all over the place. I hope I smiled at the right times because there were quite a few of them with cameras. Haha. Really I didn't feel like smiling, though. It scared the heck out of me. When I came out of the train station, I didn't believe my eyes. Had I known it would be like this we could have set a different meeting place. To make it short, after feeling not very safe in a group of yelling people I almost begged the police to let me back into the station which was allowed when you had a ticket. There we finally found each other.
On the way back it was even worse. The first thing we saw when coming to the station were water cannons going off and a crowd of people running into our direction. I got out of the car and tried to get inside, but at first I was stuck in a group with young people arguing with the police. After I could finally show my ticket again I was admitted to the station. On the way I saw injured people lying on the ground being tended to by paramedics, a crying girl that asked a policeman where they had taken her boyfriend who had been arrested. I was so glad when I had arrived on the track safely only to see there was another crowd - no idea which wing they belonged to, but they sounded loud and aggressive - guarded by the police. When they finally had moved to a different track, I felt for the first time I could breathe a little easier, but I had gotten my hopes up too soon. A guy with a right-wing shirt and another guy who didn't approve of it (which I can understand just too well!!) started going at each other, but some elder people reacted real fast and went in between.
I have probably never been that happy to see a train. Even if I had to sit upstairs because downstairs was another crowd.
I arrived safely at home eventually. Maybe my feelings were overreactions, but I had never experienced something like it and I have a problem with big gatherings anyway. Gee, I don't even like to go to big wedding or birthday parties with people I know!
At any rate it was scary. Not only because of the aggressivity I could sense, not only because the police looked like they were ready to go into war with their helmets, enormous boots and weapons, not only because I am a wimp, but because there shouldn't be people like that at all. Young people - and not only in Germany - that glorify what happened so long ago, that have opinions that are just plain dangerous. Dangerous for the whole world.
I wanted to visit a friend today and went there by train. I hadn't known there would be one of these big demonstrations. Police all over the place. I hope I smiled at the right times because there were quite a few of them with cameras. Haha. Really I didn't feel like smiling, though. It scared the heck out of me. When I came out of the train station, I didn't believe my eyes. Had I known it would be like this we could have set a different meeting place. To make it short, after feeling not very safe in a group of yelling people I almost begged the police to let me back into the station which was allowed when you had a ticket. There we finally found each other.
On the way back it was even worse. The first thing we saw when coming to the station were water cannons going off and a crowd of people running into our direction. I got out of the car and tried to get inside, but at first I was stuck in a group with young people arguing with the police. After I could finally show my ticket again I was admitted to the station. On the way I saw injured people lying on the ground being tended to by paramedics, a crying girl that asked a policeman where they had taken her boyfriend who had been arrested. I was so glad when I had arrived on the track safely only to see there was another crowd - no idea which wing they belonged to, but they sounded loud and aggressive - guarded by the police. When they finally had moved to a different track, I felt for the first time I could breathe a little easier, but I had gotten my hopes up too soon. A guy with a right-wing shirt and another guy who didn't approve of it (which I can understand just too well!!) started going at each other, but some elder people reacted real fast and went in between.
I have probably never been that happy to see a train. Even if I had to sit upstairs because downstairs was another crowd.
I arrived safely at home eventually. Maybe my feelings were overreactions, but I had never experienced something like it and I have a problem with big gatherings anyway. Gee, I don't even like to go to big wedding or birthday parties with people I know!
At any rate it was scary. Not only because of the aggressivity I could sense, not only because the police looked like they were ready to go into war with their helmets, enormous boots and weapons, not only because I am a wimp, but because there shouldn't be people like that at all. Young people - and not only in Germany - that glorify what happened so long ago, that have opinions that are just plain dangerous. Dangerous for the whole world.
4/30/2009
Knitting dolly (Nancy, spool, whatever) - a new experience
Can you believe I never used a knitting dolly (Nancy, spool or whatever name you know it under, we call it a "Strickliesel") as a child? After I started crocheting with wire everybody hearing about it said "Ah, with a knitting dolly!". "No, with a crochet hook." "Huh??"
So my sister had been telling me from the start she would bring one for me to try. Finally she thought of it and here is my first attempt. Not perfect, I know, but actually it's not as easy as you might think. Wire has its own mind when it comes to bending and moving down through a little hole to finally come out the other side, I found out. I think after making four strands my right arm developed an extra muscle, but I have the feeling that it could actually get addictive, even as much as the crochet.
Now I had four "ropes" of wire, but only knew how to braid three. No problem, what have we got the internet for? I looked it up and really it's so easy. All I had to remember was "over, under, under" and voila, here is the result. Not finished yet because there are no findings on it and since it is not perfect, I'll keep it myself. The idea is stuck in my head, though. I wonder which other vital information had to leave my brain to make place for it, probably I'll know when I don't find my way to or from work anymore? ;-)
So my sister had been telling me from the start she would bring one for me to try. Finally she thought of it and here is my first attempt. Not perfect, I know, but actually it's not as easy as you might think. Wire has its own mind when it comes to bending and moving down through a little hole to finally come out the other side, I found out. I think after making four strands my right arm developed an extra muscle, but I have the feeling that it could actually get addictive, even as much as the crochet.
Now I had four "ropes" of wire, but only knew how to braid three. No problem, what have we got the internet for? I looked it up and really it's so easy. All I had to remember was "over, under, under" and voila, here is the result. Not finished yet because there are no findings on it and since it is not perfect, I'll keep it myself. The idea is stuck in my head, though. I wonder which other vital information had to leave my brain to make place for it, probably I'll know when I don't find my way to or from work anymore? ;-)
4/23/2009
Why ....
.... did the people give me strange looks at the hospital today? I was prepared to wait carrying my little bag of silver-plated wire, already strung with bead soup (can you string something with soup or did I string soup beads??) and I managed to make two thin bangles there and on the train home. Exactly the right thing to do and it kept me from falling asleep. At the sonography it didn't work, though. I just had made the first stitch and I was called in. By one of my favorite doctors, so that was okay ;-)
It's terrible to be an addict, I wonder if I can find a support group "Crocheters Anonymous" around here somewhere! *lol*
It's terrible to be an addict, I wonder if I can find a support group "Crocheters Anonymous" around here somewhere! *lol*
4/22/2009
New kitty line!
Ok, the line itself is not so new as you know from a former post. The line surfacing in my shops is new and I can't seem to stop making those little kitties, probably because they are all as different as my own fur monsters are.
Speaking of fur monsters, Greebo's eye is starting to close up. I hope it is "just" a little cold and not another allergy attack like a few years ago when his asthma started. That was so terrible, my poor baby hardly able to breathe, only when he was standing up. I so do not want to hear these whistle sounds again! What worries me is that it came so sudden. Tomorrow we are off to the vet's. I can't go tonight because I have a doctor's appointment myself. I would rather go to the vet's!
Back to the kitty line. The little fellows have no closed eyes and are immune against colds and allergies. If it always were that easy ;-)
Speaking of fur monsters, Greebo's eye is starting to close up. I hope it is "just" a little cold and not another allergy attack like a few years ago when his asthma started. That was so terrible, my poor baby hardly able to breathe, only when he was standing up. I so do not want to hear these whistle sounds again! What worries me is that it came so sudden. Tomorrow we are off to the vet's. I can't go tonight because I have a doctor's appointment myself. I would rather go to the vet's!
Back to the kitty line. The little fellows have no closed eyes and are immune against colds and allergies. If it always were that easy ;-)
4/18/2009
Namaste
Heute wird mal auf Deutsch gebloggt, auch wenn der Titel auf Hindi ist. Beides hat seinen Grund.
Schon mal von vedischer Mathematik gehört? Wie ich mich inzwischen habe belehren lassen, gibt es Kritiker und Befürworter für diese Rechenmethoden. Die Kritiker sind der Meinung, es ließe sich weder belegen, daß sich die Regeln auf den Veda zurückführen lassen noch handele es sich um Mathematik im üblichen Sinn. Befürworter weisen allerdings darauf hin, daß mit Hilfe dieser Regeln Rechnungen wesentlich schneller als mit den unseren gelöst werden können, was Praktikern vermutlich wichtiger sein dürfte als die Bezeichnung. In englischsprachigen Ländern sind diese Regeln um einiges populärer als bei uns. Dies zu ändern ist das Ziel des Buchs "Der Matheknüller" von Armin Schonard und Cordula Kokot. Hier wird auf Deutsch erklärt, wie man auch ohne Taschenrechner, PC oder Stift und Papier auskommen kann. Kopfrechnen, ja genau. Lang her, das letzte Mal, was? ;-)
Wer es mal selber ausprobieren will, kann sich hier etwas mehr Informationen holen. Viel Spaß beim Rechnen!
Schon mal von vedischer Mathematik gehört? Wie ich mich inzwischen habe belehren lassen, gibt es Kritiker und Befürworter für diese Rechenmethoden. Die Kritiker sind der Meinung, es ließe sich weder belegen, daß sich die Regeln auf den Veda zurückführen lassen noch handele es sich um Mathematik im üblichen Sinn. Befürworter weisen allerdings darauf hin, daß mit Hilfe dieser Regeln Rechnungen wesentlich schneller als mit den unseren gelöst werden können, was Praktikern vermutlich wichtiger sein dürfte als die Bezeichnung. In englischsprachigen Ländern sind diese Regeln um einiges populärer als bei uns. Dies zu ändern ist das Ziel des Buchs "Der Matheknüller" von Armin Schonard und Cordula Kokot. Hier wird auf Deutsch erklärt, wie man auch ohne Taschenrechner, PC oder Stift und Papier auskommen kann. Kopfrechnen, ja genau. Lang her, das letzte Mal, was? ;-)
Wer es mal selber ausprobieren will, kann sich hier etwas mehr Informationen holen. Viel Spaß beim Rechnen!
4/17/2009
Almost over
Since last night the weather seems to pick up my mood and the sky is raining for me. I don't feel like crying only because this is my last day of vacation, but it still is a little depressing. It has been nice here at home, relaxing, neglecting all kinds of chores, just hanging out with friends, family, the furkids, going to bed really late, hm, or early because I was glued to my armchair while the hook was glued to my fingers.
But hey, that's the way it goes.
"All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy." Thanks for this sentence, Mr. Stephen King, it is so useful to twist around.
All play and no work makes Cat a happy girl ... but when will the laundry rise and take over the place? Will there be a sock named Spartacus leading the single sock army against me? Will the closets break down under unfolded shirts? Or will we all go down in a cloud of dust? I am a responsible grown-up and I can't play all the time, but that means now I will grab these last few days and squeeze as much time out of them as possible! :-)
"So come up to the lab and see what's on the slab" ... geez, must be my quoting day today. But it's true, just wait what I am working on, mwahaha ;-)
But hey, that's the way it goes.
"All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy." Thanks for this sentence, Mr. Stephen King, it is so useful to twist around.
All play and no work makes Cat a happy girl ... but when will the laundry rise and take over the place? Will there be a sock named Spartacus leading the single sock army against me? Will the closets break down under unfolded shirts? Or will we all go down in a cloud of dust? I am a responsible grown-up and I can't play all the time, but that means now I will grab these last few days and squeeze as much time out of them as possible! :-)
"So come up to the lab and see what's on the slab" ... geez, must be my quoting day today. But it's true, just wait what I am working on, mwahaha ;-)
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