I’m not feeling so well. My stomach feels strange, a strange combination of stomach ache and an underlying feeling that I might just better throw up.

I’m starting to like soccer, by the way. This feels just as strange as my stomach, but it is happening. I start to understand certain rules of the game and actually catch myself cheering when a goal is shot. So, after I’m done with this entry I will go watch this evening’s game. And maybe read a bit, too. I still can’t concentrate on the game all the time.

Also, and apropos of nothing, Caitlin had her hair cut. The complete photo story is here.

I’m going to watch some soccer now. And then I’m going to bed. And we’ll see how I feel tomorrow.

Yesterday my grandfather turned 80 and we learned that an Italian first communion party and an 80th birthday should never ever be held in the same restaurant at the same time. Just trust me. It’s wrong.

Today my other grandfather would have turned 95. As I expected the thought doesn’t make me especially sad, I just guess I will think about him a bit more than I usually do.

Hi there. I hope you’re fine.

I don’t think it’s excusable that our local book store has not a single book by the wonderful and wonderfully messy-haired Neil Gaiman. At least I found none. And I’m good at finding books, believe me. I have like this inner book-store map, that enables me to find what I want in nearly every book store. I just get the system. I guess that happens when you spend half of your childhood in libraries and book stores.

So, they either hide their Gaimans somewhere or they just don’t have any. Either way, that’s not good. And hardly excusable.

I started to upload the pictures of our Great Lakes Tour on Flickr. I’m making progress slowly, but at least there is progress. You can find them here.

It seems like I don’t find the time to write or I don’t have anything to write about. Maybe it’s both. We recently started a few new projects. One of them is recording my songs. We always wanted to do that, but now it seems like we’re finally getting somewhere. You can put the blame on me… I’m the lazy one, tinkling on the piano, toying around with song ideas, but when it comes down to actually recording something it just seems to much work. It makes my husband unhappy, which shows how much he loves me. He hates the thought of me wasting my talent and is always pushing me.
He finally succeeded and now we have a first song in the making and it sounds good and we’re both happy.

Another reason for getting into that again is the recent development in podcasting and everything. My music has been played twice already. It’s not much, but it’s a whole different feeling to hear your song featured in something. It makes my heart jump, I just love it. One of the husband’s songs has been featured as well. This probably won’t make us rich or popular, but suddenly you don’t need to put all the work in marketing and such. Just put your music out there and it might just get played in someone else’s podcast. It’s easy and fun.

Podcasting is fun, also. I’m sorry most of you can’t understand it. It’s a lot of work, so I don’t think I will podcast in English any time soon. If ever. I get a lot of positive feedback and I get to talk about all of my favorite things: books, music, TV shows and movies and everything else. A few days ago someone sent me a book from my amazon wishlist. Isn’t that just awfully nice? I love how every now and then my work there, hobby or not, is rewarded.

That’s basically it. Sunday next week will be my grandfather’s 80th birthday. The following Monday my other grandfather would have turned 95. Well. I don’t know if that makes me sad. It makes me feel strange, mostly because I don’t know what to think about it. Should I feel sad? I’m not sure. Thinking about him makes me sad sometimes, which is natural, but I don’t think I will be particularly sad on his birthday.

Finally, I want you all to check out The Weepies‘ „Say I Am You“. I just love their music and am listening to it right now. It’s so incredibly sweet and light. Go and listen to it.

I had a minor Lost Marathon (Lostathon?) tonight. I’m working on watching on the finales of all the shows that have been piling up, but I think (or I hope) that I’m making progress.

I just learned what you get when you’re both DUIing and on the Lost staff. Shot.
Gosh, I hope I didn’t spoiler anybody right now. If I did, I’m sorry. But I just had to write that.

Hey there! One of my songs recently was featured in C.C. Chapman’s Accident Hash podcast. You can listen to the whole podcast here.

This is so exciting. Be happy for me. Like now.

11 April

1915 My grandmother is born
1941 My grandparents get engaged
2005 My husband and I get married

20 March

1980 My parents get married
1989 My cousin Laura is born
2006 My grandfather dies

No reason not to believe in the circle of life.

dondiaz said:

Whoa, easy there. You kiss your mom with that mouth?

1. Yes.
2. I think I got my full rights to freak out after all the crappy episodes I had to endure.
3. By the way, the dirtiest jokes I know I usually learned from my mother.

So, that’s all answered then?

The fabulously cute Winnie came by today to bring me the book she accidentally kidnapped (it was a mix-up having to do with two identical bags, one of which was mine and one of which was hers).

And when I say fabulously cute I mean it. That’s the main reason why I’m too tired to write anymore. We had a great evening, talked a lot and laughed a lot. Plus, I got my book back.

I’m having a really great time with my podcast. I get great feedback, I even got a book from my Amazon wishlist today. Thanks to Franziska… she’ll get her very special thank you mail, of course. It’s a lot of fun and totally worth the time and work I put into it.

Okay, time for bed now. Just wanted to give you an update of what’s happening here.