ended 2016 with Papa Mama and all 4 sisters singing Ode To Joy in the Stefaniensaal with everyone else in our immediate family - and even some friends! - watching, and then clinking with champagne glasses saying "an die freude"

i think i have vicarious jetlag accumulated from 5 people who all spent 27hours of traveltime (with layovers) coming to visit me (mama, papa, edward, labeeby, peter!!!! <3 )

Loved going to the Waldkindergarten (outside all the time, no building kindergarten) winter song fest, wearing stilletos and my concert clothes under my skipants, on my way to play for physicist in Maribor.

thanks to yesterday yoga today was a buddha zen day of all the activities, kids concerts at an oldfolkshome, and cleaning for rainer and puk's arrival, and parent teacher meetings, and so so much more, all with.... OM.

I always feel so silly when I break a long streak of procrastination and find that the job wasn't even that difficult.

in the old days it was bubble bath and red wine in the evening and now it's epsom salt bath and a cappuccino at 8:30am.

Advent crafts and cookie baking in the Heilandkirche means the kids are tired out enough to leave them asleep so Brian got to go to a sci-fi movie and I got to go to the opera to see Gounod's Romeo et Juliette, complete with a hanging dead deer, wild hallucinations, cross-dressers, and ballet dancers.

The parallels between home and heart are clear: decluttering physically declutters the mind as well.

Happy Birthday to my wonderful traveling friend Manuela, who never forgets to remind me to update my blog!

i'm not sure what era this is since in the last 10 minutes my kids have played renaissance dance music, delivered me a telegram, and required a fingerprint password to gain access to their good behavior.