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Pumpkin blog

Sunday, October 31st, 2010

Yesterday my fellow teammate and record blogger Jocelyn told me I was “slacking in the blogging department“.
Obviously, yes, I am a slacker. But I have a good excuse. My days mainly consist of uni, training and sleeping and I don’t have Jocelyn’s superstar ability to “make anything and everything sound exciting“.

But I suggested we should do a little team‐pumpkin‐gallery!
And following to Jocelyns “How to carve a pumpkin in 10 easy steps!“ I’ll show you our family’s pumpkin, too.

Here in Germany, we don’t celebrate Halloween as big as it’s celebrated in the US.
It’s mostly kids who like to carve pumpkins. And me and mom Waitz, too.
And now we’ve got our big pumpkin standing right in front of our living room window.
We even grew the pumpkin in our garden!

well, it doesn't look very scary our pumpkin... it's a friendly one!

... even when it's dark... not scary at all...

Happy halloween!

LIKE A KID AT THE ICE CREAM PARLOR

Tuesday, October 5th, 2010

Well, I really don’t like shopping. I prefer running around in my AVIAs. I don’t need a purse as I normally carry all kinds of training stuff and anything else I need in my big Blueseventy back pack and I hate shopping for clothes. Annoying music, too many people and at the children’s department where I usually get my size of clothes nobody seems to like, simple unicolour shirts or pullovers, so that I normally come back home having spent no money at all. Ok, not that bad I guess.

But there’s one kind of shop I could spend hours in! Bookshops – I love bookshops!
Yesterday I had some time in between two appointments and went to my favourite bookshop around the corner.

Do you know how kids look like when they are at an ice cream parlor?
They are standing in front of dozens of kinds of icecream and would like to have at least 6 or better 7 or better 8…. different kinds because they all seem to be sooooo promising.

I was probably standing in the bookshop like a kid at the ice cream parlor. Within ten minutes I could have bought 6 or 7 or… well, you get the picture, books.
But just like at the ice cream parlor, where mom says to the kid “Noooo, we’ll have dinner at home!“, some little man in my ear said: “Nooo, you’ve just picked up some books from library!“

But just like dinner doesn’t taste as good as ice cream, borrowed books are not as good as new ones. So next time I’ll kill my piggybank, go to the bookshop all by myself and then have a brand new book that makes this great creaking noise when you open the cover the first time, that has a nice smell of new paper, and then I’ll let the pages slide over my fingers with pleasure like a kid eating his ice cream.