Carnivorous Plant?

The past two weeks have been great. I´ve been to the movies, a reading, finished the book repairing course, won a lot of tickets for the movies and a concert.
The best of it all: I may have the chance of doing an internship at the bookbindery. Keep all your fingers crossed. I have been looking for such an opportunity for quite some time now.
Here´s a pic of my journal entry of the reading. Joachim Król read from the novel "Adam resurrected" by Yoram Kaniuk. In between they showed parts of the movie too (starring Jeff Goldblum) which will be released February 19 2009.

This week has been busy with carnival coming up and my son having crazy ideas about his costume. Last year he dressed up as "death" and frightened himself in the mirror. His make up made strangers ask me whether I thought this was appropriate for a little kid. A few days ago my son said: "Mom, this year I want to be a carnivorous plant." (He´s loves dressing up.)
I still have got two days to come up with some ideas and make the costume. I´d be grateful for any ideas but mind you: NO sewing, only hot glue! :)

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Halloween Countdown 1 - The Death Clock

"Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying." Jean Cocteau

©2007 ~Backseat-Instigator

According to the Death Clock my personal Day of Death is Thursday, January 21, 2055. That gives me almost 50 more years to live. Not bad!

"Death Clock: The Internet's friendly reminder that life is slipping away..."

My friend S.

Last Saturday (March 31) my best friend from school died. Due to our holidays I received the message pretty late and also missed her funeral - which made things even worse.
I knew that she wasn´t feeling well and since at least one year we have both been trying to meet each other. Unfortunately that didn´t work out. I´m just glad that at least we had managed to refresh our email contact again.



Actually we became friends pretty late. It was on one of our last school trips. We visited Prague, the capital of the Czech Republic. By chance we ended up staying in one room together. Only then, at the end of our school time did I get to know her.
This one week we stayed in Prague was wonderful and we became really good friends. Somehow I had the feeling that each of us had had a very good influence on the other one during that time. While I helped her out with little stuff, she was a wonderful supporter when I needed it.
I remember that she used to watch me in the morning in the bathroom, when I applied mascara. I offered her to try it out and after short hesitation she gladly borrowed it every morning.
When I went to get my first tattoo in a little czech tattoo parlor she accompanied me. And I really was afraid as the lady before me was screaming and crying while having her tattoo done. But S. held my hand and told me not to worry and that I would be strong enough to handle the pain. She was right and while getting the tattoo done she was standing in the other room, looking over the partition with a big smile. And I smiled back and the pain was quite bearable.
These few days in Prague let us know and like each other pretty well.

Soon school was over and we didn´t see us very often. We exchanged emails from time to time and so stayed in contact. Whenever I got news from her she surprised me somehow. She was full of energy and always smiling. I loved being around her and it surely never was long enough. Her laughing used to be contagious.

When I got married we had a small ceremony at the town hall and when we came out of the building S. and another friend were standing there throwing flower petals at us. What a wonderful surprise! We had only invited few people and I was so happy to see my friends there. I´m glad I managed to convince them to join the party.

I don´t really have any words for my sorrow and I know I could have tried harder to meet her. I just wish that she had sensed how much I liked her. Maybe she knows. I do hope so.