when you want just a second to put on your hat but don't want to stop biking...*that's* when life gives you only green lights.

searched all over town in some second hand and some "real" shoe stores for proper shoes to use for swing/lindy dancing, and gave up only to find a pair in my size in the free-store after yoga.

read "three men in a boat" and then watched "drei mann in einem boot" very freely based on the book, in which they said "then we'll be three men a boot just like in the book" #meta

still enjoying (in my mind) sipping coffee in the sun alongside a still-hot croissant (with butter!) with nina, before we raided the farmers market for potted flowers and decided to meet again for dinner (basically more dessert - palatschinken)

ah the joys of forgetting to buy greens for a salad, and then realizing that you have your own -- already green and big and growing before spring is officially here! #goplantsorrel

singing in one choir today while theodore sings in another, (and in all around general tired of fielding the question of "who is taking care of the kids when you are out of the house?")

Aaaah, a guy troll said "as a joke" that he doesn't read books written by female authors in front of a whole bunch of literary students, including my sister who is writing a dissertation about Virginia Woolf.

getting to go directly from yoga to concerts featuring world class musicians is a special thrill i will never tire of. #maisky

8 weeks of class flew by so quickly and tonight i learned the "swivel" so i declare myself officially a lindy-hopper, so i may now buy myself some shoes so i don't have to go to social dances in my socks.

hiking up the Schöckl for the first time very hungover but very happy to share the day with Manuela who has the greatest of patience.

and sometimes you end up after dinner sharing the floor with acrylic paint and newspapers.

Finally celebrated Centa's un birthday (or as she calls it n-irthday, short for not-a-birthday) today, rather anti-climatically but nicely.

in general, when you fail at something, do you feel better if you thought you did well, or if you thought you did badly?

Theodore turned 7 today, which is kind of special cutoff, if you consider the possibility that our lives are in 7-year increments.

This sounds made up, but it really happened that when I met a guy for a first time (in a position of authority!) I returned his handshake firmly, and he noted "your hands are cold" and tucked my unwilling hand into his armpit, with the men and women standing around us all laughing. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH

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.