31 August 2007
Content and Very Innocent Rabbit
Penelope - very content.
A content rabbit likes to gnaw.
"Gnaw on doors? Me? Never!"
(She knows that she is not supposed to gnaw there...)
30 August 2007
Saarbrücken Views #1
This gargoyle is often home for pigeons who like to nest in it mouth. (My father said that I am not supposed to write the he looks like the gargoyle in the mornings. In my opinion my father looks a lot more energetic and has a lot more teeth...)
The castles church (on the left) got a new tower tip which I like a lot, since it makes the church more church like and less castle like.
On the right you can see the church tip behind the museum of natural history. It looks a little as if it belongs to the building. ;-)
Here you can see the castle and part of the castle garden.
This is a view from the castle over the Saar river. The interesting thing to see is that the bridge was chopped of and extended over the motorway whith a very horrible change of style. I also don't get the motorway. It is right next to the river and flooded every spring...
29 August 2007
Things I Missed #1
28 August 2007
The Wrath of the Rabbit
We took Ada to the vet. She had been limping (more than usually) and was making noises which sounded like boiling water in a kettle. Ada was not amused. First she was lifted in and out of the transport box, and then the vicious vet poked her and cut her nails. The vet wasn't concerned about the noises, but the limping is definitely due to an infected teat and maybe a tumor. We need to come back when the infection is gone. Ada wouldn't even look at us on the way home and ran off and hid as soon as my father had lifted her out of the transport box. She doesn't really look happy either...
Penelope on the other hand was very glad to have managed to find a new hiding place behind my (foldable) bed. :-)
27 August 2007
morning traffic passengers
We had an appointment at the new appartment at 8 o'clock. This meant that we had to be on the bus at 7:09 in order to make it on time. The 7:09 bus is packed with people going to work, lots and lots of school children and strange - 6 legged - stowaways. I just hope that the little fellow didn't get stomped to death by the horde of giggling girls. (I now fully understand why Brigitte always said that pubescent tenage girls should be shipped to an abandoned island until they are through puberty. My father commented this dryly with: "At least pubescent girls are occupied with each other in contrary to boys of that age." I imagine he knows what he is talking about.)
From the new appartment the university is a 10 min. walk away (through the woods, the old appartment is on the opposite side of the woods and hill as the univerity and the new appartment) - or so my father said... Knowing that my father lacks all sense for time and direction I had prepared and packed food, water and my mobile phone, and followed him jauntily into the woods. At every crossroad my father stared in all directions, cleared his throat and confidently pointed: "This way!" I knew that he was lost when he said that he would make me a hot cup of coffee at the university. Luckily we ran into a nice young man who also was on the way to the university and offered to show us the way. We chatted the whole way, so I doubt very much that my father memorized the way, but I am sure he will learn it sooner or later. ;-)
26 August 2007
Right now the forest is crawling with dung beetles - and ants. I didn't know that ants have stipes...
25 August 2007
greeted by old friends
Quiet (and heavy) Penelope - the coward - greeted me very cautiously, making sure I was still the one I used to be. She likes to lie not too far away from where I am sitting and enjoys to be stroked without end.
Her big ear turned in my direction indicates that she is not exactly sure if everything is normal. She is alert and listens very intently. ;-).
Ada - the spirited one - greeted me by tugging at my pants, and letting me know that it is still her who is the boss. She will unmistakably let you know what she wants, and if you don't react fast enough - or in the expected fashion - she will indignantly and impatiently tugg at your pants...
Eventhough she is listening and attentive to what I am doing, she will not be disturbed while nibbling on straw!
24 August 2007
No more food - ever!
Things do not always only happen to me!
23 August 2007
good feeling - gone
22 August 2007
I used carrots instead of zucchini. A lot of carrots. At least 700g. I also added many walnuts and a big handful of sunflower seeds. The bread wasn't as moist and more compact since I mainly used dark spelt flour. I used white wheat flour only for the starter dough and to get the dough off my fingers while kneading (in all about 3-4 handsful).
It is very good. :-)
21 August 2007
The Familiar, the Adorable & the Ugly
Babies (and cats) and I - either we like each other at first sight or we ignore each other for the rest of time... Christian and I like each other (I think). He fell asleep in my arm. :-)
Labels: Christian Marius
19 August 2007
I need to reduce my coffee intake...
Battling a Sticky Floor
Gunvor is now a Level 5 Ranger.
Serve them either cold or warm with potatoes and their drippings.
18 August 2007
zucchini bread à la Terese
Terese and I had a monstrously big zucchini (sponsored by Tereses mother) and a big bag of uncracked walnuts (sponsored by my mother) and not really an idea what to do with them until Terese came up with the brilliant idea to bake bread. So she started som dough in the morning and let it rise until we met in the late afternoon.
ca. 2 dl water
1/2 pckg yeast
ca. 1 tsp sugar
add flour until you get about two hands ful (the size of Tereses hands) of very soft and sticky dough. Let it rise for at least 6 hours.
When we met in the afternoon we mostly argued about the amount of walnuts and the kind of flour we should add. The argument kind of died in the process of baking. This is what we added:
add to starter dough (which smells very sour and disgusting after rising for 8 hours!):
1/2 pckg yeast
cracked and chopped walnuts (as many as you like - or in our case, as many as I could sneak into the dough without too much protest from Terese)
salt (hm, it looked like a lot, but I imagine it was about 2 tsp)
ca. 8 hands full of shredded zucchini (press out excess water)
flour (some wheat flour to make the bread rise properly and some other flour (e.g. spelt) for taste) - we added about so much flour that the dough became kneadable and wasn't slobbery any more.
Knead until you get a sticky but workable dough. The more you knead it the more it will rise.
Bake at about 220°C for about 45 min.
This is the result: a little moist in the center but very tasty :)
17 August 2007
16 August 2007
Defeated by the wrestling stuffed animal
The battle made Gunvor a Level 3 Fighter. ;-)
15 August 2007
from Enchanter to Babarian
a bright side of living alone :-)
14 August 2007
morning phone call
This is how the call went (originally it was in Danish, though):
me (dripping water all over the place): "Hello?"
... static ...
me (a little louder, irritated and beginning to freeze): "Hello???"
the other: "Hello?"
the other: "This is Marianne... (hesitating) ...Marius has a question for you."
me (seriously wondering): "Yes?"
Marianne: " What is water made of?"
me (totally overwhelmed): "... er ..."
my brain: "dig, burrow, rummage ... ah ... found it! ... er ... wrong language ... translate to Danish: oxygen ... translate to Danish: elektronegativ ...feed mouth following information: adfgjporem,b abafmhajoa,di...."
me (going on auto pilot): "adfgjporem,b abafmhajoa,di..."
my subconsciousness (to my brain): "Hey brain! Marius i 6 years old and has his first day of school on Thursday. He will not understand anything."
my brain (to my subconsciousness): "But his mother is on the phone!"
my subconsciousness (to my brain): "Yea, and she studied history and knows therefore exactly what you are talking about..."
my brain: "... er ..."
me (not longer receiving anything from my brain): "... er ..."
me (while my brain desperately tries to find an explanation that is understandable and will work over the phone): "... er ..."
Marianne (a little unsure): "So water is made of oxygen and hydrogen?"
me (grasping for the straw): "Yes, water is made of oxygen and hydrogen - twice as much hydrogen than oxygen."
Marianne (relieved): "Thank you! I will pass that on to Marius. I knew you would know something like that. Bye."
I better get a hold of Marius soon and explain to him what water is made of properly, and in a way that he can grasp the concept...
13 August 2007
Adventures in the Land of Nullermand
dark times are comming...
11 August 2007
09 August 2007
first book request from bookmooch
One of those days...
But, my day turned much better when I arrived at work and was greeted by Tina. :) It is amazing how one person can change your view of the world just by saying "hello".
Eduard was very suspicious of me when I came and talked to him this morning (at a quarter to three). He probably though something like: "what is that crazy human doing up in the middle of the night? What does she want?" He graciously allowed me to pat him - though only with one finger and only for a short while. ;)
06 August 2007
Eduard doesn't like egg...
05 August 2007
04 August 2007
arg arg arg!
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