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donderdag 2 april 2026

Good evening at the 2nd off April, 2026.

 Good evening everyone, 


It's been a changing yet dreary day in The Netherlands. 



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This week, I made this necklace at de Boed, community centre in Zaandijk, The Netherlands. And it will be for sale in their gift shop. I'm a bit more creative lately. At times, I got really inspired. I also designed tulip postcards. Also for sale in their gift shop 




They found my tulips very pretty. It's available to be send for everyone interested. My grandma is the biggest fan, she purchased the entire set. And the previous jewelry set has been sold. It's getting somewhere, people think I make pretty items. Inspiration is sacred. 

Aside from creativity, (With their materials, let's be honest, I could never afford that myself. And I personally don't profit from it, the upbring is entirely for their small gift shop) I'm a bit down in spirit, a bit more unstable and sensitive. I'm happy creativity flows, so it can breathe a little. But it's not easy. This time is not easy. I'm over-thinking and overly sensitive. It can be a bit hyper in my mind. Life is beautifull, but things are insanely painfull, and sometimes I try to figure out mankind, but it usually hurts and I still don't have a clue. Mankind is cruel. Difficult... I wish for a better climate in it, but it feels impossible. I'm so gratefull for Leviaan. They keep me standing while I would break from it otherwise. Leviaan is the care home organisation I live in. It hurts big time, always having people against me, and the world being so cruel. It feels lonesome. Inspiration feels gratefull. Or so to say, I feel gratefull for inspiration. The card set's name is Zaandijk Beltaine, but I think they won't accept, and I did not make it the official name. Tulips at the month off may, with the sun in Taurus and the moon in Scorpio and the Beltaine energy in the air off floral Zaandijk feels magic. Almost given from the gods. The fairies out and the garden off our place being so beautifull, covered in flowers with the cherry blossoms out. It's god given. It looks magical, and it makes me feel gratefull to be alive. People might think it's a bit out off place, ancient magic and typical Dutch floral beauty, but I think it connects perfectly when it's out in the month when it's supposed to blossom. It's spectaculair. Everything else goes backwards and is impossible nowadays, but the gardens bloom lovely. Nature is inspiring, and gives strength. It doesn't withhold answers, sometimes it's what I overthink myself, what comes to me, and it becomes how I personally see things and how I think about things. I'm a bit phillosophicall. It triggers both and makes me come to interesting conclusions at the same time. It might be a little bit strange, weird little me... Overthinking is difficult. To keep a bit off track off life, I like to keep things simple in life. Simple, yet meaningfull... Everything else is already complicated. It's easily a bit too much with everything going on in my head. And it hurts... litterally. I always have headaches from overthinking. It's why I'm in here. Life is difficult to figure out. I wish I could find a clue. But probably, it's impossible, and that's why I'm in here. Due to an over-active mind. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 


Thank you for reading.   

woensdag 25 maart 2026

Good evening at the 25th off March, 2026, 2.

 

Good evening everyone, 



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I handcrafted these myself, a necklace and a bracelet, from random inspiration, just out off nowhere, just the memory off making jewelry, and the inspiration off the materials they had made me do it. It's been ages since I made jewelry. These are for sale at de Boed's shop. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 


Thank you for reading. 

Good evening at the 25th off March, 2026.

 Good evening everyone, 


Today was changing, mostly rain and grey. 



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Somewhere in May, I have an aunt celebrating her birthday, she is off old age. I made them make a capital N key chain for her birthday: 



It's made by de Boed's handcraft team. It's the first letter off her name, and I wrapped it: 



It's done with old wrapping paper, and I'm still not good at wrapping, but it's done with love. I'm about to give this with a bush off pink roses. At least, that's the intention. If I'm not fit enough, I will send it by post. Often I feel unstable, so the trip to go there can be quite irresponsible. Still, I wish to go. I haven't been there in years. I hope she appreciates. 

Lately, I haven't got much to mention. Life goes by, I'm still alive. 


Allright, that's about it for now, thank you for reading! 


dinsdag 10 februari 2026

Good evening at the 10th off February, 2026.

 Good evening everyone, 


Today was grey and gloomy in general. 


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Not much off a man in sight... No one really watches.... it's always been the same... But hence, this year my mom will be my Valentine. I purchased a handmade gift from de Boed for her, I haven't visited in a long time, and soon I'm about to visit. 



This cute heart was handmade by the handcraft team at de Boed, a small community centre in The Netherlands, specialized in psychiatric patients. It's small, it was 1,50 euro's only, but it's heartfelt. I think it's one off the best items in it's price class. 


I wrapped it with wrapping paper from my storage room. It's been in there for quite long. And offcourse it's a mess, since I'm bad at wrapping, but it's always done with love. and hence, I did not even have heart- themed or valentine themed wrapping paper. But maybe for a mom, this is suitable. I think mom will like it, (or heart it😉)  De Boed's gift shop is perfect for a small budget. It's Iet Petite's Valentines day. But I got a small, deep brown suspicion it's appreciated. 


Allright, that's about it for now- 


Thank you for reading.  

woensdag 28 januari 2026

Good evening at the 28th off January, 2026.

 Good evening everyone, 



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I will hereby confirm I will attend at the Faun concert at the Amsterdam Forest upcoming 24th off July, Yes, I will be there. At Faun. It looked too tempting, and sometimes I got voices off Niel Mitra and Oliver Sa Tyr inviting me personally there. I obeyed, so I ordered a ticket, and I will be there. I was doing the dishes at de Boed, like always, and it was as if Niel Mitra popped up to invite me personally to the concert, and then, the next day at dinner in my own home, Oliver Sa Tyr asked me to come. It started talking to me, so I purchased a ticket. Yes, I will go somewhere for the first time in such a long time. 

A question, what would you do if you got your heart broken by a captain from a ship, and you so would not know what to do with yourself afterwards? Given things have already been on since school, but by then no one was allowed to know. It's a memory from some time ago, I started talking to him on Facebook, but he rejected. While I found myself pretty brave for confessing. It's been painfull, and I'm so stupid in getting over with things. I overtalked it with mental health care staff. It worked to get rid off painfull edges. I could have picked one off my friends, that would have made me much easier, but I found that guy a bit more interesting and sexy. But I'm stupid for the way I have done it. I have been overthinking him a lot, overthinking, like, I think we got more in common than you realise, but I never had the chance to open up about who I really am. It's been a phillosophicall matter over a love matter almost, just, discussing subjects, politics, style, music, why are you not religious? And you are sooo handsome, why aren't we a thing? But that's for not being honest  about being pagan at school. Things got so complicated, but seem so impossible now. He pops up in my mind sometimes, and sometimes I think I have a 'green man.' with his image after me, seeing him in other people. It's lightly annoying but it follows me while it got shut down. Open up and talk about myself has never been possible. I got delusional about the matter, it's annoying. But that's what I do- when things go wrong, it keeps on spinning in my mind. And I'm an overthinker. I don't really know his personality, it just seems pretty lame by now. I have been hiding myself ever since forever at school, and started to open up and transform into a better person during the years afterward. I just soo wish I could tell him. But I think I might get accused of stalking when I try again. 'I'm not desperate, but you are on my mind. I think I got a soft spot for you, you are inspiring.' It's more personal and important than just a flirt. The Green Man doesn't make it easy. 

Today I got a bit air from the subject, and I started to paint tulips at participation, instead off hazes off waterpaint, trying to get to a certain point. And my tulips will be sold on cards, at de Boed's shop. I got a total hit with it. Maybe from talking about it with care staff, and a cleared mind about the past. I got a breakthrough, and miracles did happen as we speak. I'm going to be printed on postcards. My past does not hurt so much anymore. I got air, and I draw flowers. Zaandijk Beltaine. Spring in Zaandijk lends itself perfectly for Beltaine with all it's beautifull flowers. Dutch tulips, daffodils and blossoms are perfect for it. I got a small park, being in total bloom during the may month, when the sun is in Taurus and the full moon is in Scorpio, and it was inspiring for this art project, it was almost as if there was magic in the air here. If it's a set, It's name should be 'Zaandijk Beltaine.' But I think I should tame it a little bit down for the common audience. So it's better off as 'Tulips.' I felt like a little Zaandijk Benzaiten (The Japanese godess off beauty, inspiration and art.) When creating them. There was totally magic in the air when painting them. They will be printed and sold for 1 euro's each in our shop. 'Get usefull!' 'Word zinnig!' Well, today I totally was. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 


Thank you for reading. 

  

zondag 25 januari 2026

How not to get desperate

 Good evening everyone, 


How not to get desperate? Life gives you lemons, love won't befall you, you might be a bit behind- What to do with yourself when it's like that? 

Get yourself moving! Up and onward, and even more over the top. Like Nigella Lawson says. It's important not to be at home all the time, but to go out and do fun stuff. Cinema's, Sports, walks, forest walks, -energy- to keep from being broken. 

I got Schizophrenia, and I'm always broken hearted from the past. But what am I to do? To die in here? Women in my position should not let themselves be held back, life is too short for that. Do fun stuff, move onward, let the music move you and be passionate. 

I'm off bad health, and I can't pass the genes. I'm unhealthy and it's difficult. But we should move onward. Wear cool outfits. Dance a Peacock Boogie and be witches, no matter where we come from. I'm a blend off genes and backgrounds, it all comes down to Dutch, sobriety and farmlands mainly, but people would heir mental diseases and a bad body from me if I would have children. I don't allow myself to have them. But do I have a soul? A soul that needs to be fed, with style, going out, Like poetry, Like magic, music, energy off the gods. I don't care if I'm a blend, I think I'm interesting the way I am. I feel like iron on an anvil, being beaten and shaped by heavy hammers off life all the time. I got my scars, doesn't make me less off a person. I'm a survivor with bad mental health, a backpack and a bad history and a negative reputation. I'm as good as a veteran. Mental health institute veteran with battle scars. But I'm not an addict, still the fellow clients sometimes adress me that way, and they loved my cooking for them. I'm 33, but they say I served dignit. If that means something, Usually I'm too innocent for that kind off mental health. Sometimes it's a suprise I did not die. I'm not death. It's a miracle I'm alive. As good as it gets. To let myself not die, I like to spice it up a bit, with style. Like 'We deserve it.' 'I deserve it.' Or 'I'm worthit.' Like L'oreal once said. I don't like L'oreal, due to animal testing, but it's totally the clue. We should be ourselves, move onward and go out! It works!

Allright, that's about it for now- 


Thank you for reading.    

zondag 4 januari 2026

Good evening at the 4th off January, 2026.

 Good evening everyone, 


Today is for snowstorms in The Netherlands. 


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Sometimes, something stares at you and you gotta have it, or elsewise you just know it will be gone. I got that with a present for my family, it was short before Christmas, and I felt Christmas wasn't the time for it, it looked more like a Spring time present, so I shove it to Mother's day. It's a hand clayed and painted serving tray with ducklings. 



It looked so cute, and I found it reasonably priced for a gift. It was so cute... and if something stares at me like this, it's for the fam. I wrapped it, and to tease mom, I send a message with it, but she doesn't read this weblog. 



I got very bad wrapping skills, but still- it's 'creatively' wrapped. The wrapping paper was just a bit old, from the storage room. But still fit for the job. I also wrapped grandma's capital G keychain 


Did I already mention I got bad wrapping skills? I just hope they like these. Hand-made and well ment by de Boed, community centre in Zaandijk. Grandma's birthday is at the end off this month. For Mother's day, I'm a bit too in time, but it's in time. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 


Thank you for reading. 

zondag 14 december 2025

Good evening at the 14th off December, 2025.

 Good evening everyone, 


Outside it's stormy, grey and windy. It's kinda moody. 



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Sometimes, there isn't much to say, I feel satisfied after cooking and eating traybake, and a dessert. The evening wasn't too bad so far, and I took pictures. I'm always proud my traybake ends up looking so festive. And my plates make it pretty. Just like my dessert, somewhat festive, and so pretty in a fancy bowl. It's all I can do to fight the gloom. I'm fighting negativity with cooking. And to me, it works. Good foods and a nice presentation do the job. 💖 My kitchen is simple, yet healthy. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 

Thank you for reading. 😉

woensdag 12 november 2025

Good evening at the 12th off November, 2025.

 Good evening everyone, 


Today the sky was grey, and the place looked gloomy. It's that dementor atmosphere everywhere... 


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This was in the box off chocolates for mom's 67th birthday: Windmills and tulips, a perfect gift from old Zaandijk. Her birthday was cozy, and the food was good. I also had these jigsaws:


Ot and Sien are a Dutch classic. I had won these at bingo, my mom loves Ot and Sien and jigsaws. It was perfect for her. Dutch culture is perfect for fancy gifts. My mom always loves them. And I got to say: They're doable, not too expensive and heartfelt. It goes in well with the family. During this era, you could even call it somewhat chique. 

Allright, that's  about it for now, - 


Thank you for reading. 


dinsdag 4 november 2025

Good evening at the 4th off November, 2025.

 Good evening everyone, 


It's gloomy and stormy outside in The Netherlands today and this night. It's haunted, like ususall. 



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Imagine, what would happen if the Ukraine war would take place for two more years? Are you capable to withhold if this crisis continues, and the prices only increase? Think off it, think serious. It might be wrong, but it's something to think off. Do you have everything to withhold the tide? If not, what can you do? 

And then again, it's not the planetairy transits this might depend on. People expect the upcoming planetairy transits to cause a miracle, but I doubt. Please, use your common sense, and try your best to know you can do it. The god off war has never been soft on people. Please take care, please keep in mind this might take some more from us. 

This upcoming year might be crisis and war. We never know for certain, but we should not let go off our endurance to withhold this. Please don't treat it like it's nothing. That's not responsible, and it's not sensible. Take care. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 


Thank you for reading. 

 

vrijdag 17 oktober 2025

How to make a point

 Good evening everyone, 


Sometimes it's everything 'how you put it.' 




This is a bowl off perfectly scooped strawberry and rum- raisin ice cream, in a plain square bowl, but on a printed table cloth, and done perfectly, many a gelato salon would hire my stepdad for this. It's simple, but done so well, it's elegant. 

We could dine like we're at the raw edge off civilization with our plain foods, and take it like garbage, we could also be a little more romantic and tidy, and treat our foods with respect- and make that table, shape our food and give credit to it like it deserves. Civilization- it makes such a diffrence, but people seem to dismay it nowadays. It's how they like to see us, as unmannered pigs, but what if this savage tells you we could prove them diffrently, and bring it a bit more civilized? You have a chance they take you more serious if you are aware off how you put it. Just an idea. Add a little style, a little know-how, a little touch off je ne sais quoi class to your work- and see how it transforms. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 


Thank you for reading.  

donderdag 16 oktober 2025

Good evening at the 16th off October, 2025.

 Good evening everyone, 


This is the gift for my birthday brother tomorrow 




I hope they don't find me cheap, it's been pricey for a HEMA gift. And I hope they don't find me a tauck. I also had one for my other brother's birthday in June. It's a bit silly, a bit childish, a bit cheap- But I got a gift for them. That's already a whole lot off something for this year. And like I said, it's not wrapped in an old newspaper. It's in real wrapping paper. 



I hope we can find a little cheer in our heart for it. I feel so depressed and so gloomy, as if Dementors from Harry Potter are haunting the streets off this old place, unseen by muggles like me. We used to have a soft spot for these kind off silly gifts. I feel as if I'm barely in the mood for it. It used to cheer us up, but this rotten situation in the world enlowers my personal mood. There's mood enlowers, there's mood enhancers. I hope we never grow too old or too serious for presents like these. But I feel I'm doing difficult. 

And something to end my blog with for this evening, a picture off my dessert 😏 I hope there comes a day where these sort off things will truly cheer me up again. 



It's a bowl off low fat forest fruit yoghurt, topped with blueberries. This is what I would call a mood enhancer, and it's good for our body. Just the plain sight off it used to cheer me up. I just don't know what my problem is tonight. Or I do know, but I'm doing hard with it. I'm severely cranky, on top off delusions. I hope it vanishes by tomorrow. I have to attend a birthday. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 


Thank you for reading.  


woensdag 15 oktober 2025

I still have it!

 Good evening everyone, 


I, poor unfortunate soul, I still got it. Not my mind, not my husband, not my pet, but this: 



There used to be an awfull lot off coffee in Brazil like Frank Sinatra sang it, but due to harvest problems and price increasement due to economic crisis, I think barely anyone has it anymore. But de Boed, community centre in Zaandijk, still serves it every day to it's clients. Morning, afternoon and evening. We have three fullfilling coffee moments a day. With fresh black pot coffee. Made by a volunteer in our kitchen. I'm the coffee lady on Thursday morning. On a volunteer base. If people would know they'd fight me over this. Out off jealousy. I think I make the best coffee in Zaandijk at Thursday. I'm good at what I do. And they admire me. They love my coffee. 'It's almost Parisian.' Like they say about it. I think they serve this only in Paris and London by now, given the incredible prices off coffee. But they have it for me. I'm gratefull. 


Allright, that's about it for now- 


Thank you for reading.   

Good evening at the 15th off October, 2025.

Good evening everyone, 






Today I painted euro coins. These are two euro coins, and a few cents. It's done with metallic gold and silver paint. I also painted one with one and two euro coins. 




It's money on a painting. I thought it was fun. I painted money today. I thought it was fun. It's what we all crave nowadays. Most people are not rich and doing insecure. A little money was my inspiration. 

I wrapped a birthday present for my brother, he's almost celebrating his birthday. 


I'm not good at wrapping, but let's hope he doesn't think I'm cheap on him with this. And it has self-wrapped wrapping paper. I hope I get away with this. But from here to Eddinburgh, it's a present and I'm glad I got it to begin with. This Friday I will attend. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 


Thank you for reading.   

zondag 5 oktober 2025

Good evening at the 5th off October, 2025.

 Good evening everyone, 



It's been a stormy weekend in The Netherlands. It's still windy and rainy. 



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'It enhances your heart...' Dáár knapt een mannenhart van op... But I never had the chance to actually share it with the right guy. I make the best coffee and soup in town, That's what I claim all the time. I'm the coffee lady, and sometimes I sell pretty good soup to my friend, the retired zookeeper. He asks me all the time. When I'm about to make vegetable soup, and today was for a good portion off cauliflower oven dish with a bowl off low fat strawberry yoghurt. 

I think it helps, he's underfed and low on vitamins. So he can use my food. But it's never for Mr. Right. Still, it's making me happy to improve his health a bit. But having no man is a bit off a miss. It hurts a bit to have a hole in my heart. I'm at that age, but a man is not preferable, and neither is having kids. Economics are too bad. My health sucks, I think I'm about to die all the time. Every morning I wake up after an evening struggling with headaches is a gift. The cramps hurt an incredible lot. It's rotten. Every day, every year is a gift in my opinion. But I struggle and it hurts. But to cook heart enhancing foods keeps me alive, in a wide sense off the word. And help my neighbour. It sets my mind off off things, and we eat. 

'I make the best in town.' I brawl a bit, but it's a joke and they got it. Maybe they even agree. I'm a bit cranky, a bit moody. It's that war-feeling, Autumn and the gloom off this old town. Food keeps me up. I don't mean over-eating, I don't have money for that, but I can cook a well cooked meal, and I enjoy. Despite it's every day food. The World used to be more rich, I wish I would not compare to the old situation all the time, the situation from 5 years ago, when we seemed rich and invincible. But I have to keep up. Though I must admit, sometimes it's even a bit soothing to dwell in that crankyness, I did not know I was capable to feel an emotion like that. So gloomy, so desolate, dealing with bad economics and the weather. And meanwhile I take pictures off my every day food and post them on my Facebook. I like to think I mock Russia that way a bit. They want us to be poor and starve, but I still have healthy foods on my table. 'Look, Moscow, I. still. eat!' Despite prices. It's not luxurious, but compared to the old situation, this is luxury off the day.  And I'm a sick nobody without a job. But I eat healthy food. 

I think Russia should hate me for it. This is what they're after. But I got wartime food. I'm not wealthy. And it's basic. Every 90's dad could tell you this is utmost basic, but it's kinda good. Come to think off it, to have a man and extra mouths to feed would be too much. But selling a mundane portion to a skinny old grandpa does it with this. I sell portions for 5 euro's each. I always say he 'owes up for the minced meat.' In an oven dish, or for soup balls. I make my own soup balls. And this way I can afford beef mince. Prices are expensive for us, on the lower scale off income. But I manage to come round. I try not to be expensive, and a bit giving. Tonight's portion was big, and he got a dessert with it. It enhances a heart. That's what I do if I feel well on a Sunday. 

But this world and being poor, that's why I never got married. And offcourse, my own impossible self. It's a calculation, but I think it's fate. Just like Jupiter in Libra in the Fourth house on the horoscope off the Kingdom off the Netherlands, I'm blessed with the home and doing home work, but I'm not fit for anything outside this place. Mars makes a square in Capricorn, and Venus opposes it in Aries. It's not preferable for work, or wealthy elegance, and forget it with love and romance. But it's the comfort off a home. And I got that. The blessing off a Dutch home. I'm sincerely lucky with it, but love is not in it for me. (I tried to read the Dutch horoscope. It's kinda interesting.) And it's both fortune and faith. I hope that doesn't sound too vague to you. To work with this horoscope chart makes me understand things a bit better. Horoscopes aren't complete gibberish to me. It's what keeps my mind buisy. 

So, that's what's on: The gloom, foods, selling them and the horoscope. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 


Thank you for reading.  

  

zaterdag 27 september 2025

Good evening at the 27th off September, 2025.

 Good evening everyone, 


Outside the Autumn winds blow. It's gloomy and a bit depressing outside. 



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I honesty have no clue if this happens, but it's on my mind: I may seem a bit expensive or impossible during crisis, but if they start to compare after crisis, I think they'll laugh or call me a scam. I do and eat things that are not supposed to be expensive, or still somewhat affordable if you saved your pennies ahead to this monkey crisis. If you did so and you compare, it's still possible. But for those without my insights- it may seem a little too much. I think I make people jealouse. It's been half my intention, but now I feel guilty. When they see me eat stuff they can't afford anymore. It's a bit sad. But I think after this crisis, it will be pulled straight, and I'm the laugh off the world again with my affordable old fashioned stuff and style off living. Like I used to be. Well, affordable? It's supposed to be. It was, some time ago. 

What old timer drinks their plain coffee with milk from a glass mug? And eat cheap vegetables like me? Or just slices off brown bread with toppings? People are jealouse, but after this crisis, I'm probably a bit too old fashioned, or arrange a birthday with old fashioned pastries one euro each? The old fashioned way is the way nowadays for me. Even if it makes me a bit off a plain Jane. But I'm on governmental wages, and I can get by this way. I hope they won't mock me after crisis for being a bit strange. If my dad would not have been such a babyboomer, I think I would not have accepted this style off nostalgia. But I don't mind this old stuff and a bit off a rigid home cleaning routine. I feel like a cozy, Vintage Belle in my cute doll closet. I wonder what my passed dad would have said about it. All the stuff from his youth brought back during a wartime. But honest, it's not a thing I mind. If we have to deal with it for a while due to lack off innovations due to money. I'm perfectly fine. I seasoned it with timeless shabby chique, and it's cozy. It can pass for a while. 

But still, it's a sport. To spot things fitting this style off living. But life is possible. Cuba has been dealing with the '50's ever since it's been '50's, and most poor countries don't improve that easily. Maybe that's our fate. But it's possible. Though not willingly. If you do timeless shabby chique and a bit off effort, you can maintain a sense off wealth, despite economics and prices. I don't want to make people jealouse, it's having a bit off an eye for style that makes it. Not the expensive stuff. It can perfectly be from ACTION's or second hand. Or a bit older. It has such a soul. It's beautifull in my eyes. Like a timeless ghetto home can have. A bit Old World, a bit off American New England, A bit classic British, A bit classic, blessed with a radio and feel good music, and we call this a crisis for the world outside. As the Autumn winds blow by, it perfectly works when I sit here with my cup off tea. Really soulfull. 

It's never been too expensive, that just has never been possible. But it's something I love and feel. And I mentioned well- ment soul stuff doesn't cost that much and always fits. No matter what. A bush off plain long stern roses for example, always does as a gift. And simply to make fresh coffee taste perfect warms the heart best- really minding how you make it. It makes a diffrence. And if expensive has never been possible- then how about tidy enough? It still gives a good feeling off luxury. They call this a ghetto. And it's a crisis. But I refuse to enlower standards. And that might give me a bit off a snobby feeling, while it's just classic junk and how you do it. I hope they don't mock me too much after this is done. Or start to compare. I might become the laugh off the internet for it. But it's been my way off taking on this crisis, and the idea off looking poor always has been against my pride. So I choose this real classic way off doing it. It's an inexpensive way off looking chique still. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 


Thank you for reading.            

vrijdag 19 september 2025

Good evening at the 19th off September, 2025.

 Good evening everyone, 


Today was a nice warm day in The Netherlands. Most people enjoyed this maybe last day off summer weather. 



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I belief we can discuss. People are born with a mouth and a mind, so we are made to discuss subjects. Also in relationships. You can talk things over, instead off heaping it up and assuming things are allright. I think a lot can be saved by asking your other half 'but how do you think / feel about this?' And let them have their way in a situation you won't die over if they had it. I'm not an expert. But people are such strong minded individuals, headstrong most off the time, and it doesn't make a relationship work all the time. 'But what do you think about this?' 'Is this allright with you?' And simply quit if you feel it's against their feelings, or you might hurt them or make them feel uneasy with behavior. People are headstrong and stupid, but we can discuss and we can use common sense. And a relationship is not a one-way road. Sometimes you have to compromise with them. I hope you have an equally intelligent individual in front off you with who you can discuss on a common ground about everything. Communication is important. Communication is key. 

I could sound like a psychologist, I just wish I had someone who understands and who I can be gratefull for. I wish for someone I can discuss the world with, without them to grow tired. Someone with a good opinion and their heart in the right place, and stories to tell. As easy as I come off online, in real life I'm quiet and a bit held back. I wish for someone who talks easy and who loves good conversations about- everything. You can get really close to someone if you know who they are on the inside for real. It's intimidating, but important. The key here is to feel I'm understood by him or her. Understood and felt with. It's so important I feel heard. Heard, and loved. I love a good man with a good sense off intelligence who loves to talk with me. But maybe for a man who isn't a care taker with a psychology care study, that might be a bit gay or impossible. It's bonus points if we can laugh togheter and if he has a certain charm. It's really hard to get to me, love and friendship begins in the mind. You can look sophisticated, but if you can't talk, that's a red flag. I learned from a crush on a care taker, that to talk to begin with, is important and underrated. I think we better find out as soon as possible about religious beliefs, relationships and political opinions. If it oposes yours, it says everything but at least it kicks you off off your pink cloud. So it's very important. Who you are is what you think. But often we don't speak our minds in public. So it's good to ask if you like someone. Care takers are impossible, but at least his opinion left me with less butterflies. 

Care forces people with diffrent opinions at the same table. It can be very interesting to hear them all. And this situation forces us to deal with each other each day, so we have to keep it mild and 'forgive and forget.' all the time. It's just that I barely speak my mind with them. About spirituality or politics. They don't know me at those points. And they do influence me. I shove a bit more to the centre in politics. I'm not completely left winged anymore. When it's to food or foreigners, I'm not left-winged, just like with the farming plans for the future. While on the social-economic part, I'm completely left-winged. I'm not racist or against foreigners, but the country is full. Too full for new refugees, and our own people have to live first and get the houses. Not the foreigners. The home market is too tight for that, and the assylums are too full in this country. It's not that we are not willing, it's just that it's not possible. We need homes for our own youth first. 

And food, I find the left wing healthy floaty and too strict on things. We have health problems, but to forbid my cookie during coffee time? Uh-Oh, that goes too far bro. The new health rules on health institutes are very strict and impossible to live by. No sugar, no smoking, less salt, and it's decretes from the government. Most fellow clients do hard with no smoking, and I could kill them for stealing my cookie at the coffee moments. It's the only treat I allowed myself for a while, the only snack I ate for a day. But they claim people stuff themselves and it's unhealthy. I'm obese from medication, I have little money for snacks, so that one cookie at de Boed with my cup off coffee was an outcome. I got cookies myself now, but I forget them all the time. I'm not used to snacking at my own home. 'If you don't like it, you can buy cookies yourself.' That's what they told me. I'm a sober person, so I buy cookies for cheap. It's not much off an issue to have them that way, but it doesn't make sense. Now I can stuff myself with it, while my own strict one cookie a day policy kept me from it. Not at all is too strict, too... 'Zeikerig.' from de Boed. They're ant-fucking with this. And people can't keep up with it, I can tell that ahead. But it's all due to health policy. 

I'm a bit classic conservative with foods. Not that I eat a pile off meat each day, but the common things and the ordinairy old fashioned ingredients are more my thing than those floaty ingredients or vegan stuff they try to sell. And it's more expensive. I'm a low income budget who can't afford such high flying elite foods, so I do it feet on the ground. And I do eat meat, since I think humans need it. And if we don't kill animals for it, we are likely to kill ourselves for it. Humans need it for their brain. Not an unhealthy amount, but still a good part off meat with our meals and in the matter 'humans first or animals first.' I picked humans. We need to eat meat, I decided to turn a blind eye on animal rights since we are meat eating species ourselves. Sad but true. 

So no left-winged floaty stuff on the food subject for me. It's too much. I love to eat vegetables and world dishes, though. But in balance with meat and diary. Just what a healthy woman needs. I may sound old fashioned, but I know in the future the left will lose on food, and health will be taken less strict. Since we can't keep up with this style off food. It's impossible or too expensive. To replace sugar is too expensive and not profitable for the west. All the replacements come from abroad, and the scale is too high. It's not possible for The West to replace sugar on the scale on which it's needed. 

I think if you as an individual can handle your sugar intake mature, there's nothing going on with it. Sugar doesn't kill people, it's people themselves who should moderate sugar. No soda and juices, no sugar in hot drinks, and moderate eating can be a good thing. I also got over my sugar addiction, so why can't you? But by force from the government this way goes too far in my opinion. No cookie with my coffee is not fair. I do eat a cookie a day, it's a personal choice. 

But I do prefer it healthy. I eat veggies and fruits, and I don't drink soda or juices. To prepare foods the responsible way is my choice. A bit old fashioned, but old keys open new doors. And it's going to be the best way for this century. I'm not likely to be found at a fastfood restaurant, That's something I'm against, but I do eat moderate meat and normal foods. That's my opinion. 


Allright, that's about it for now - 


Thank you for reading. 

     


woensdag 17 september 2025

Good evening at the 17th off September, 2025.

 Good evening everyone, 



It's a rainy, almost Autumn day in The Netherlands, I even spotted mushrooms aside the road. 


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I'd like to share a theory with you. 

What if the establishment wants to regain it's power? Wilders is gone from the cabinet, but what if the ordinairy, wishes to regain their power during the upcoming peace? I think it's almost peace, and de Hague wishes to have it's usuall parties in the cabinet again when that happens, simply to let the country roll a certain way. Under controll of what's always been. That would make these elections a mild scam, for the economy and the regain off power sake. I think it's oldskool parties that will rule after the elections, and short after that there will be iron peace in the world, or at least in Europe. Cause that's 'how things have always been.' And 'How they want them.' In this country. It's going to be right-winged. I think the farmer party and the populists will be gone out off the cabinet after these elections. And it will look oldskool and familiair again in The Hague. Because it will be peace soon, and things have to be under their controll again. It's a theory, a thought, a certain way things go. Just a suspicion. 

If the regulair parties win, it will be peace all off a sudden next year. That's my belief. Out off the air, or mildly forced. It's not coincidence. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 


Thank you for reading.  

zondag 7 september 2025

Good evening at the 7th off September, 2025.

 Good evening everyone, 



Today is the last nice day off the year according to most. The last sunny day before the rain and fall season truly hits. 



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Yesterday was for a day at ARTIS Zoo, (The Amsterdam Zoo) completely paid for by Leviaan. I loved it. The animals where so captivating, the park was beautifull, and the weather was a delight. And for me it was completely free. Usually we don't go on trips like this, it's been mugging for five years by us before they finally agreed. But the day was fabulous, a dream day from a fairytale. Zoo animals are so beautifull and special, They're from another world, worlds we don't get to see every day. Only in nature documentairies. My family loves those. If they don't know what to watch, it's nature documentairies, and I'm for real. It's just that I got to see wildlife for real yesterday. Really nice and special for a common Saturday.

I feel well, I feel good in my skin and I try to do my best in life. Just my plain best on a household level. Nothing too big, nothing too difficult, and I function. It's just that it's a bit spare on money, but I try to owe up for that by doing my best with it. You can say it's a cheap everything cleaner, but it matters if the floor and the toilet are cleaned with it to begin with, or the dishes are done to begin with with cheap dishwash. And you'll see, it cleans just as good. It's just your mindset towards it. We can fight over it, but if it works, it works. I got complimented a lot on my tidy home lately. It's my way to set my mind off off things. It's the most usefull thing we can do nowadays: To clean. I don't withhold power, but mán, does my home smell like lemons? I don't know if I do well with it, but it's a small act off rebellion. Against lazy slouches, against lazy youth, against filthy pigs. I don't know, it's working in my mind. And they almost accuse me off witchcraft instead off seeking the sane and do so themselves. It's that feeling off brushing your teeth every day in the morning and the evening and simply knowing it makes you superior to those lazy slouches, despite lack off education, intelligence, money or style. At least I'm every day clean. I can say I don't accept it when a person is filthy. I'm not just waging a war with the Russians. But I think I do it perfectly. Filthy, sweaty pigs are not my type off people anymore. I think I beat most off 'those.' people when I'm clean on myself and my home. Most off those know it alls don't know how to use a mop and a toothbrush. It's my way to deal with a lot. If you have more than seven reasons to do something, you should do it if everything falls into place with it. 


Allright, that's about it for now- 


Thank you for reading.       


 



 

zaterdag 23 augustus 2025

Good evening at the 23th off August, 2025.

 Good evening everyone, 


We're in a cooler period in between warm periods, It's breathable but depressingly grey. 


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Shabby, clean, a little less giving- buisy with trying to do cheap groceries and the household, I'm trying to handle and fight inflation and my feelings about the war this way. It's for the kitchen honour off a war. But not really. Most Dutch say we're not in an actuall crisis, everything is just darn expensive. Still it works against my good moods. I keep on thinking about all the poor families without food on the table. Very sad. But I can't do anything for them. I need my pennies myself. Sometimes I donate a small amount off money to charity. But not that often. I'm like many a Dutch, sober these days. Honest, I'm not that diffrent from average people in my head. Especially when it has to be more cheap. I'm nothing more or less than most people. Just a simple yet fat girl from the poor part off the country. It's such a discovery how I'm like the rest off them when I have to live cheap. 

What I do to try to keep it togheter- to be a little more clean. I got complimented all the time by care staff how my small flat is more clean and tidy. It's a crisis reaction. I feel so good about it when I cleaned something and it's all fresh and smells like lemons. I'm an average clean jerk nowadays. I think I can ditch people over being ungroomed an unhygienic. It's below my cleanline standard nowadays. It may sound a little bit arrogant, but I'm at that point. Cheap, clean, and a little old fashioned. I'm in line with this country. With crisis, actually. 

Strange enough I feel less wobbly and more 'on my feet.' when I do that. More sober, more grounded. But also more cranky in an ordinairy way. Fighting the crisis and waging this war my way makes me feel moody. It's also this place, it's vulgair and there's always things going on here. But I handle and deal with it as much as I can. Perfect life is for a princess, I feel too common for that. But man, do I feel good about managing it this way? I would feel proud to have handled it like this, even if we lose this entire Ukraine war, and Gaza falls entirely. It may sound egocentric, but kitchen honour during a war is not so bad, it's better than none. To feel usefull, healthy and fed, and not bankrupt. Oh, and it's not in conflict with the law and institutes off power can't fight me over it. So it's not dangerous. It's a good thing nowadays. It's just that they don't see me as very serious with this. I'm not off might, I outshine that, and they mention. It's not really edgy or fashionable, the calliby cat and Brussle sprout honour off a war. But it's better than doing nothing at all and just be stressed. It feels as if I put my tensions to use, and make people happy with it. It's fullfilling. Spoiled princesses live in a palace, I clean dishes and mind my money. But do I feel it's worthit? 


Allright, that's about it for now- 


Thank you for reading.    


To end this weblog, a picture off tonight's dessert. Low fat strawberry yoghurt with fresh raspberries on top. I ate the entire package off raspberries with this. Just very nice.