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Reblog: Meme of the Week
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On patience and pizza dough
I’m kneading pizza dough when DB walks into the kitchen… DB: Did you put herbs in that? Me: Yes DB: Then it’s not dirt after all… Me: ??!! – 2 minutes later – DB: Shall I turn the oven on? Me: Not yet, I haven’t finished kneading, and then it’s got to rise and I […]
50 followers
– WHOOO!! Thanks guys š Have to say I’m not half glad you only follow me online though, couldn’t cope with 50 people walking behind me all the time! š
Reblog: White van man creates works of art on the side of his dirty vehicle
Isn’t that awesome?! š
On late busses
Yesterday morning I wrote about being able to walk. Yesterday afternoon I found out I could also run up hills. Not entirely voluntarily. That being said, no one actually forced me to run anywhere, so it probably was self inflicted, even if not intentional or planned. Besides writing on here I spent a happy morning […]
On the morning after the last 4 days
IĀ CAN STILL WALK!!! š That’s the main thing, right? I ache pretty much all over, and going downstairs isn’t a whole lot of fun, but it’s not nearly as bad as I thought it might be, not even as bad as last year, despite my lack of training beforehand and not feeling all that […]
On remembering and forgetting
It’s amazing what you can remember about things you haven’t done for months. It’s also amazing how much you forget. I’ve skied for 2 of the 4 days. Today is the third day. The first day, getting my boots on without help was the first hurdle, carrying my skis was good, standing up without falling […]
On waiting
I’m in southern Germany in a hostel with 11 other people. The hostel has one shower and we’ve all spent the day on the slopes. I think I’m the last of the unshowered. I don’t care, I have a good book (and a post to write :)). *** I hardly ever mind waiting as long […]
On who I am and where I’m going.
I am Jesskawrites…..
…….and this is my blog about not throwing stones (and occasionally about glass or snow or any number of unrelated other things).
On parties and paperwork
For some reason sorting paperwork into the bin (or its rightful folder) is easier than celebrating the new year. Twice. As the hostess.
On broken glass and freedom
Yesterday I cleared my workshop of almost every trace of my existence. I say ‘almost’, because I left my ex-colleague something to remember me by: This is a box of broken glass bigger and heavier than you can move around easily, and less substantial than it would need to be to pick up and pour […]
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas all
On flying home* for Christmas
Two weeks ago I bought a ticket for a flight to Berlin. Last week I checked in online, printed my boarding card and packed my bag. On Friday I got a train from work to the airport (and was there on time), went through security, unpacking and repacking most of my suitcase in the process. […]
On taking leave of the one armed sweeper
I moved into this flat almost exactly 3 years ago. In that time I have walked to and from my workshop/the train station something like a thousand times. A one-armed man lives on route and seems to spend a large portion of his life outside sweeping. It doesn’t seem to matter much what he sweeps; […]