Yes, it is true. I am freakishly short in the Netherlands. That's why I get the comment from guys "Wow, you're beautiful....but you're short." Here's a shout out to my Grandma Rosie for passing down the vertically challenged genes to me! :)
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Aw c'mon! Let me on the roller coaster!!
Yes, it is true. I am freakishly short in the Netherlands. That's why I get the comment from guys "Wow, you're beautiful....but you're short." Here's a shout out to my Grandma Rosie for passing down the vertically challenged genes to me! :)
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Here's one way to get the guy...
Ladies, listen up! Just in case you wanted to attract the "right" kind of man - there is a perfume just for you. Yes, it is called Cannabis. For only 29.99 you can smell just like pot.
Mmmm, MMM!
Mmmm, MMM!
The Yummiest Peanut Butter Cookies on Earth
Three ingredients, my friends. The easiest and tastiest cookies ever! Regular or vegan - recipe follows as posted on vegweb.com
Easiest Peanut Butter Cookies
Ingredients:
1 cup of sugar
1 cup of peanut butter
1 egg or Ener-g egg substitute to equal 1 egg
Directions:
1. Pre-heat oven to 350.
2. Mix ingredients together.
3. Using a spoon round out dough on a cookie sheet.
4. With fork or two fingers press center of the cookie.
5. Bake for 10-12 minutes.
6. Enjoy!!
My friend rolls her cookies in more vegan sugar before she bakes them.
Serves: 10-12
Preparation time: 5 minutes
Travels to Germany
Here are some neat-o things worth mentioning from my travels alone to Germany.
1. Cologne is the mecca of all things donuty and pretzely. It is the Kingdom of Heaven of Carbs. The stands are everywhere and these delightful pieces of goodness stare you in the face until you succumb to their power and eat the giant morsels that go straight to your ass.
2. The German trains are much nicer than Dutch trains, until you are shaken awake by the German police barking at you because you are traveling alone from Amsterdam and demand to see your ticket and passport and ask many questions about your visit to Germany since you highly resemble a dealer of drugs in your hot pink sweatshirt and pigtails. Be warned. Pigtails = drug smuggler...
3. There is a store. A giant department store with a beautiful market underneath. In the market there is food. Samples of food. FREE food. Yummy lunch for me :) I tried everything, but the cheese (duh).
4. Becoming a recent vegan/vegetarian (sigh, I've changed my ways back, but at this time I was still doing the vegan thing) - you begin to notice the huge amount of sausage, meat, meat, some more meat, and pig like entrail things hanging all over Germany. I passed all of the beer gardens where they only served meat and creamy things and found a little Chinese restaurant to partake in. No one was there. Well, as they always say..."When in Rome...."
5. On to the shopping. It was much cheaper in Cologne than Amsterdam, so I bought a few things. I needed some toothpaste, and asked some people around me if I was in the right place. People in Germany speak German. No, really. German - not English. So as I was about to make my toothpaste purchase, a very kind girl pulled me aside and said it broken English "You about buy denture." JE ZUS! Thanks! I am forever in this girl's debt because I would have been brushing my little toothies with old people denture cream. Yoikes!
6. The Dom Cathedral. I spent most of my mornings sitting outside the Starbucks (yes, they still exist!! just not in the Netherlands) looking directly at the Dom Cathedral which to me is one of the most beautiful and amazing structures known to man. I attended mass there on Sunday and it was a thrilling experience.
7. The concerts. Hilliard Ensemble plus Singer Pur equals the most perfect sound I have ever heard live. I can't even describe the absolute beauty and purity that rang in the cathedral that evening. As for the War Requiem, conducted by Rilling, you try to compose yourself, but when the baritone soldier sings to the tenor soldier "I am the enemy you killed, my friend. I knew you in this dark; for so you frowned yesterday through me as you jabbed and killed. I parried; but my hands were loath and cold. Let us sleep now..." you can't help but lose control of your emotions. You weep for wars past, you weep for what is happening in America now, you weep for your own struggles, you weep for those you love. You can't stop weeping. When Rilling gives the last movement of his baton and the instruments and voices fall still - nobody moves for two minutes. Two full minutes of frozen silence. You feel as though time is standing absolutely still, then a sniffle, and another one, and everyone has tears falling onto their laps. As soon as Rilling's hands go down, all at once the audience bursts into an applause that lasts for twenty minutes. It is amazing how music can truly touch our souls in such a way that these moments will stay in our minds forever.
Short Story
One time there was an old man who owned an apartment in Amsterdam. A lovely young woman by the name of J rented a room in the apartment and her sister was staying with her for a while. To prepare for the old man coming back to his apartment to get some medical tests done in Amsterdam, C and her best friend KC cleaned and organized to the best of their ability.
However...things were not as bright and shiny as they seemed. C attempted to fix the bedside table drawer in the old man's room with "super glue" that she found in the fridge and in turn, glued the entire drawer shut. The shower drain was so clogged with the long luscious hair of the three ladies that as soon as the water was turned on, the shower nearly overflowed onto the bedroom carpet (of the old man's room). To fix said issue, C and KC attemped to decipher the Dutch cleaners under the kitchen sink, found one with a picture of a drain on it, and poured it down the drain. Not only did it not work, it clogged the drain even more. Things only got better from there. J thought it would be a good idea to defrost the iced over tiny freezer, and did so forgetting about the bottom tray. Right after the old man arrived and sat down to watch TV, KC noticed leaks coming out of the fridge. As soon as she opened the fridge, KC and C saw that all of the food was soaked with cold water. "Wait" said C, "I know - we have to empty out the bottom tray because J defrosted the freezer." Keep in mind that the bottom tray existed high above both girls' heads. Ever so carefully the girls pulled the tray out and then SWOOOOOSH - the water went EVERYWHERE. All over the kitchen, their clothes, the trash can, everything...
Thankfully, the old man was distracted by National Geographic, so the girls ran into his bedroom, grabbed all of the towels they could, mopped up everything as fast as possible, and shoved the towels into the washer. It was excellent timing because at that moment the old man's daughter walked in with groceries for him.
C and KC go into the bedroom and began laughing at their ridiculous luck with timing. At that moment, they here a grunt from the old man (oh, god - what now?). Turns out the washing machine decided to break at that moment, but the old man is scratching his head and puzzled because all of the towels in the machine are soaking wet, so it MUST be working. KC and C exchange glances and decide to play dumb and not tell him that the reason his towels are all wet was because of the freezer catastrophe.
The next day, the old man discovers the shower issue. He walks up to C, grabs her ponytail and grunts "You...long hair. Me...no hair" and points in the direction of the drain. C puts her winning smile on and says "Yes, but J...MUCH longer hair." It's always good to blame it on the older sister - J I love you!!! :)
As for the drawer that C glued shut, nothing was said.
And might I add, I may be blonde, but I have yet to drive off with the gas nozzle still in the tank like my mother used to do. Oh and to add to that...she locked her keys in her car the other day while the car was on with the air conditioning running. Gotta love it!
Shout out to all my blonde friends!! HOLLA!!
However...things were not as bright and shiny as they seemed. C attempted to fix the bedside table drawer in the old man's room with "super glue" that she found in the fridge and in turn, glued the entire drawer shut. The shower drain was so clogged with the long luscious hair of the three ladies that as soon as the water was turned on, the shower nearly overflowed onto the bedroom carpet (of the old man's room). To fix said issue, C and KC attemped to decipher the Dutch cleaners under the kitchen sink, found one with a picture of a drain on it, and poured it down the drain. Not only did it not work, it clogged the drain even more. Things only got better from there. J thought it would be a good idea to defrost the iced over tiny freezer, and did so forgetting about the bottom tray. Right after the old man arrived and sat down to watch TV, KC noticed leaks coming out of the fridge. As soon as she opened the fridge, KC and C saw that all of the food was soaked with cold water. "Wait" said C, "I know - we have to empty out the bottom tray because J defrosted the freezer." Keep in mind that the bottom tray existed high above both girls' heads. Ever so carefully the girls pulled the tray out and then SWOOOOOSH - the water went EVERYWHERE. All over the kitchen, their clothes, the trash can, everything...
Thankfully, the old man was distracted by National Geographic, so the girls ran into his bedroom, grabbed all of the towels they could, mopped up everything as fast as possible, and shoved the towels into the washer. It was excellent timing because at that moment the old man's daughter walked in with groceries for him.
C and KC go into the bedroom and began laughing at their ridiculous luck with timing. At that moment, they here a grunt from the old man (oh, god - what now?). Turns out the washing machine decided to break at that moment, but the old man is scratching his head and puzzled because all of the towels in the machine are soaking wet, so it MUST be working. KC and C exchange glances and decide to play dumb and not tell him that the reason his towels are all wet was because of the freezer catastrophe.
The next day, the old man discovers the shower issue. He walks up to C, grabs her ponytail and grunts "You...long hair. Me...no hair" and points in the direction of the drain. C puts her winning smile on and says "Yes, but J...MUCH longer hair." It's always good to blame it on the older sister - J I love you!!! :)
As for the drawer that C glued shut, nothing was said.
And might I add, I may be blonde, but I have yet to drive off with the gas nozzle still in the tank like my mother used to do. Oh and to add to that...she locked her keys in her car the other day while the car was on with the air conditioning running. Gotta love it!
Shout out to all my blonde friends!! HOLLA!!
Friday, September 7, 2007
Herengracht, Hotties, and Hookers - oh my!
Well, my bestest gal pal visited for a week and needless to say, there was much partying, sleeping in, more partying, more sleeping in....argh, I miss her already! Since I tend to lean towards the notion of "What happens in Amsterdam, stays in Amsterdam" I think I shall just post some picks for your enjoyment.
And yes, for those of you who know
dear KC, knows that this girl has never been caught dead in heels, let alone sexy red heels. Bwah ha ha (insert evil laugh) I have changed her ways...Come visit me, and I will help you look like you belong in the Red Light District ;)
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