Month: October 2017

I am sitting here, writing and big elephant tear drops are running over my cheeks and dripping on my laptops keyboard. I am pretty happy not to be seven years old anymore and forced to write with a fountain pen – by then when I had to cry over my work, the ink would smudge and I had to write everything again (as if it were not bad enough to cry).

But why am I crying today?

I had to bring my Conni to the airport.

(If you don’t speak Kiki-tongue:  Continue reading “A fortnight in California – the most beautiful places”

Yeeees, on the 9th of November I indeed turn 40. And noooo, I can’t believe it. But as my friends around me also do have countless forty candles on their birthday cakes it could be true, and not a tipo in my birth certificate…

When I was eight years old I thought my friend’s older sister is incredibly matured – and old. She was fourteen. You can imagine what I thought of forty-year-olds!

But even if my skins elasticity is not anymore like when I was eight  – I still am beautiful: Continue reading “Kiki turns 40! – “What I would like for my birthday…””