Thursday, February 16, 2006

Damn.

Two days ago, I read a very sad story from someone - but I forgot the name and so I don't retrieve that Blogg again.

There was something about tickets for a stage of Duran Duran, but before the day came, the man, she had a crush on, took one's own life.

..and I don't find it not even with the searching thing..

YES - he did it!

Brit Awards 2006

Best Pop Act and Best British Male Solo Artist:

James Blunt!

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Valentines Day - the latest

Yesterday, just droping from outside into the living room, I heard the voice of the reign saying: "Just put off your clothes - immediately!" Hey - it's valentines day, what did you expect!

By peeling off my clothes, he came down to the ground floor and said: " You're over and over covered with long horse hairs- I've cleaned up the living room and I didn't enjoy that.." He wents to the kitchen.

Oh.

Was there someting about valentine's day? Ahm.

And yes - I am a passionate horse owner.

The essential of that story:

Spring is coming!

Bubbles use to *plopp*

Inspired by the comment of yesterday..

Somewhere in the UK - a phone is ringing.

"Yes, James Blunt speaking."

"Hi, here's Barbara - did I told you yet, that I have a crush on you?"

" Ahm - nice to know - but who's talking? Barbra Streisand?"

(My day is saved, it seems, I have a voice like The Streisand - Yeah! Much better than be told "Your voice sounds quite similar to that of Fran Fine". Now you know, why my Ex is called EX!)

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Talking about valentines day

So - yesterday late in the night, I read my other-opinion-Thing and yes, doc-t, you're right! We gotta start a movement against ordered Be-in-Love-Days.

I'm glad to live in little, contemplative Switzerland, because here is no need to be in love, ordered by the government. It's all because of the influence of the United States. I'm sorry, doc-t, but it seems to be like that - when I was a child, no one spend a thougth about valentines day (except my parents, because my second first name is - Yeaaaaah - Valentina! I'm loving it!) and in all that globalisation stuff, we are now used to celebrate that official day of loving couples.

So - I fight for staying home and having great sex :-)

And - especially für doc-t..I forgot, that there is someting else than the european continent. And that's why I post now the link of Mr B - just surf there, doc-t . I hope, you don't fall beside your desk (or beside where ever you usually read my posts) - he's hopeless romantic and not that kind of guy women normally have a crush on..(I apologize if you fall down..)

Monday, February 13, 2006

Bullet for my valentine..

It's coming.Yes, tomorrow, it's Valentines Day. It's a dilemma.

Give a present will support that (bloody funkin') valentine industry - not give a present will detune the reign and perhaps provoke hell to heaven.

So what? Just do like I alway do? Oh Dear - I forgot it....


...and totally shocked have I read this morning - Mr B. dates - apparently - one of de Pussycat Dolls. I held it with the Queen: I am not amused about that.

Sunday, February 12, 2006

Where is my mind - Part II

Freshly bougth 'Chasing time - Back to Bedlam Sessions' - and rightly asking me, where is my mind.

Mr B and me - that's a long story. Drivin' trough Ireland, I defended against him - in my car, in my head, everywhere. The reign was satisfied, every time Mr B. sung his 'You're beautiful' and I was - horrified. Singing with this voice - last time happend in the 80s!

Then, back to - Switzerland :-), the birthday of the reign came close and closer. The yearly dilemma of the present..so I overcomed my fear and bougth two tickets for Mr B.s Audience in Zurich. And wait for the end of the world :-)

The day came - and I was absolutely nerved. Nerved about the belly buttons, about the steps, about the claping chairs in the new Hallenstadion - short: nerved about everything.

And then - HE starts to sing. And - the first time, his face appeared on the big screen beside the stage..I was melting. Absolutely. His voice had that touch, it goes straight trough, from the ear straight ahead in my little toe and back to my - heart. Yes - I've lost my mind in the hallenstadion.

And since then - I have a crush on him.

I am a 31 years old woman with a crush on Mr B. - nice because even as a teen, I never had a crush on anybody.

So - you're asking, where is her mind. Greet it, when you see it - my mind.

Friday, February 10, 2006

I am Wonder Woman

It's great. My day is saved. Owing to MacAllister and her Stones In the Field . I hope, she reads not only the back of her toothpaste, but also her comments and MY blogg.



Your results:
You are Wonder Woman


Wonder WomanYou are a beautiful princess
with great strength of character.


Click here to take the Superhero Personality Test

Where is my mind?

Yeaaaah - where is my mind? Where has it gone? Am I mindless or is my brain just frozen? (you remember - snowfall and frozen fingers..)

Yeah the second - now I know, why Mr Powter is wearing that type of hat. But - does it function? Is his mind still there?

I'm waiting for that clearing up.

Thursday, February 09, 2006

To whom it may concern

Do they think, it's funny to let it snow in February?

No, it isn't.

It is definitively not. The car drivers drives ME nuts, my fingers are frozen like the crushed ice in a (hot) margerita. Or tequila sunrise - SUNRISE, not snowfall..Sex on the beach not ice on the street. *grrrrrr*

But - not every swiss citizen owns a number account on the Bahamas Bank in Nassau, so I have to stay here..in the famous swiss Cheese Valley named Emmental. With snow fall and all that great romantic stuff. Je le détèste! (or better: is somewhere out there someone needing some snow to prepare a skiing pist?)

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Nu denn - so what?

My mother tongue is german, easily to discover. But ironic by nature and to proof my written english, my blog's in english.

Well. Not so long ago, I discovered this one here and I like it very much. Even the article about the unloved singers and songwriters. But I'm still waiting for the clearing up, why Mr P., Surname Daniel, is wearing that kind of hat. Is there any secret about a brain operation or is he a descendant of Egghead (for the younger readers - Egghead from the old batman show)? We'll never know..