a week off and nothing to do....crocus vacantie

I am glad to have a week off but, I would like to be active and so far I cant seem to find any programs to go to or events that fit my week off. I have a ton of free cultural cheques but have unsuccessfully registered or used them. what a pity free entertainment and I cant find a good match.
I will get ahead in my teaching lessons and then relax. Today I took care of all the laundry and I had the house open and freshened up with the perfect weather for cleaning and drying clothes on the line.
Now its Monday night and ml
y house is clean and ready to enjoy my week off.

Carnaval was a real treat with a terrific group of friends to enjoy and have a real laugh with. Thanks to the Gooik, Ternat, and Asse group.
love M

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Hi Lover,

Thanks for You & Bart. the great Food,The Love, The beer, Bart&You, you'r entertainment, the Oregon Pin in my heart__

You'r always welcome in Brussels to spam around_lot's todo,tosee

Love you,
El Salem ;)

March 21, 2011 at 11:52:00 AM GMT+1

I am Teaching and they love me..

Ok, so the rivers of Earth Were formed from large collections of rain from many many clouds after the great fireball earth cooled, millions of years ago, and it took man a mere 5000 years to putrefy them.. nice work man........ ok Yep my new job is great. I live doing something productive. the slow pace of settled India is to slow, I went on a walk with some elder women in my home upstairs, they take one step then the next and so on and I usually wait for the 12th step before I take my first one.. SLOW man I MEAN SLOW...its interesting for me.. I am a running dashing dancing prancer,, I can really move it... hah ha.. so this new speed of life .. I am glad I am a visitor.. any whoo.. blessing and peace. Auntie

wake up and smell the coffee

Cold winds a blowin, sing songs a howlin. The weather is raw the weather is king. Shorter days knocking at the door. remembrances of yesteryear, the good old days, realizing they are permanently gone and that it will never be the same state again. Its a hard world to swallow sometimes, and especially as the time progresses and with that the expectations of adaption and evolution are ever present.. But it's easier to reflect than pro actively predict.! I am faced with the harsh reality that the place in the world that I am from , the magical all possible place that I come from is vanishing, slipping away and turning into a place of sour milk and no longer that rich golden land of milk and honey...... no dwelling but really dwelling. that is the state I sit in. the longing and desperation of knowing exactly how things would turn out. its gone its gone so gone gone gone... not hopeless just placeless spaceless danceless joyless empty outta wack adaptive acceptance

4th week of goodness and English lessons

As the last few days of September are approaching, the winter chill is permeating the air again. I like Autumn I like Fall but the rain and chill proves I am not as cop-able as I was when I was a child. The bitter chill cramps my legs and causes tingles in my toes. Stay warm stay dry and drink plenty of soup, avoid catching cold and don't forget to wash your hands often. These are simple things I can recall from the youth that lingered by. best of wishes as the seasons change and we reveal the autumn of our lives. love M

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