Little did I know that my colleague would come to visit us today with her brand new baby boy. She and her husband were proudly showing off the baby in the clothes we baby-showered them with. She made more beschuit with witte muisjes, and I had three. Yum.

My current phone ring tone is “Where’s your head at”, which makes me jump when the phone rings.
Edit: I had to change it. It really jump starts you too much.

This stuff has a high addiction factor.
It’s sold in slices, much like cheese, but it’s white, or white/pink (red beet) or white/brown (when you choose the cocoa version).
The whole mix contains coconut, glucose, and some sort of flower I can’t remember now. It says clearly on the package that this should be eaten on bread or as a snack, but I exclusively ate it folded as a snack. It’s lovely coconutty and sweet and it contains no preservatives, nor artificial colour or flavour. In the first week of consumption, we ate about a pack a day. Now we really have to make sure it’s not in the house. On the way from the shop to the cupboard, I’ll already open the pack to have half a slice.

For all who don’t know: “Witte muisjes” are sugar coated anis seeds. In Holland, they are traditionally handed out on buttered “beschuit”, rusk.
I bought them to offer them to my colleagues when my sister’s baby is born, who is expected to be a boy and could come any day now. But I made the mistake in opening the box, and I was snacking a few every day, until yesterday, I made myself two slices of buttered toast with them on top.
OMG! They are delicious. And I never liked anis before tasting them.

Very predictable storyline, and quite frankly, a bit silly, really. But I enjoyed Ashton Kutcher’s voice of Elliot the One-Antlered Deer, especially his ad hoc version of The Teddybears’ Picnic song, which will go down in history. I’d watch it again just to see my favourite character though, played by Billy Connolly: the militant Squirrel leader McSquizzy.
“I’ll give ye such a doin’!!!”
Not great, but a good laugh all the same.

This was my birthday present last week. I’ve been listening to the album since, non stop, even at work!
I love it so much.

My parents had visited Namibia and, amongst other souvenirs, they brought home meat jerky, also known as bush meat. Bush meat is the meat of all kinds of animals hunted in Africa. It does not have a known source. Therefore, it’s called bush meat, even though bushes don’t have any. It stops being funny when you think about it. I had a piece of meat which supposedly was of some gazelle. It might as well have been poched giraffe, rhino or great cat. You can’t taste the difference as a tourist, and I think this is one of the worst things I’ve ever done. We should know better and avoid such things. Gorillas and a great number of other amazing animals threatened by extinction are hunted for their meat. If you don’t know what it is, don’t eat it.

Oh my god, this was so incredibly funny! Much better than the first Jackass movie, a broader variety of stunts, less puking and more asses, a comedic delight. The red wine might have helped, but we were laughing like there was no tomorrow.

Who in the world has my CD????
I miss it so much!!!

6 grown ups stupidly swimming around a yacht because they forgot to let down the ladder. Baby crying frequently from the hull, amplified with the babyphone, so mother in water freaking out even more.
No team work, no thought, plot holes, and a totally abrupt, unsatisfactory ending. Thankfully a short movie (just about 90 minutes), so not an awfully big part of my life wasted away.