Chris Isaak

When I was a little chubby-cheeked, skew-toothed toddler with 2 plaits hanging down either side of my head, my parents used to play Chris Isaak a lot at home. I remember dancing between the grown-ups knees and ankles at parties and loudly singing along to the words of "Wicked Game". Then I grew up and carried on listening to him, playing the album "Baja Sessions" at every summer's-day-garden-party opportunity. Then I grew up a little more and saw him perform live...(!) yesterday.

Here I was, dancing and singing along once again...only this time actually understanding what I was singing. And best of all is that his music still sounds exactly the same, if not better, than back when I listened to it on a cd- the man still has the exact same golden voice. And he's simply the coolest of cool guys ever, with an immense stage presence, a very broken heart, a mischievous smile, and an impressive collection of performance outfits.

Who could have known back in the early 90's, that one day when I was 23, I would get a chance to see Chris Isaak perform live in the most intimate of venues, in Luxembourg of all places. Not only did I have one of the best concert nights ever, I got to meet the man in person!

How fun is life in all it's unpredictable glory. It makes me wonder about all the exciting unimaginable surprises yet to come! ?

Some times in Summer

Life is great in summer thanks to picnics, plants, parks and poetry.

Shine on me for vitamin D,

Shine on things for me to see.

Shine on the water, burn my eyes

Shine through leaves, on wooden floors , through white wine, on my skin.

Shine for life, to begin.

Today

This morning, as I sit here by the window facing the summer-ness in Luxembourg, I think about all the millions of other things hqppening worldwide right now.

Abbey Sunderland is sailing around the world on her own, attempting ( at age 16!) to become the world's youngest circumnavigator. She's probably also enjoying her view a bit more than I'm enjoying mine.

The Gulf of Mexico is becoming a black, dead sea filled with BP oil. Fish and Birds are suffocating and struggling to move- the result of the biggest oil leak disaster since us humans started the business of pumping.

Six scientists from Russia, China and Europe are on their 8th day inside the 'mock-up spaceship to Mars' in Russia, to prepare for the 18th month trip neccessaery to one day reach Mars.

My sisiter just woke up and is baking cup-cakes for a football party tonight in her appartment which overlooks the world-cup madness in the funky town that is Cape.

And Aaron Mokoena is taking deep breaths as he preps his team to kick some Mexican Ass in about 4 hours time, at the opening game of the first ever Football Worldcup in South Africa.

What an exceptional, seemingly ordinary day. I don't know about Mars, but here on Earth there's never a dull moment. And today is no exception! Happy weekend ya'll!

Move over Daisy, there's a new flower in my life

This weekend, after much recent whining and wishing on my part, Le Boyfriend and I went out to buy me an Orchid plant. I've badly wanted one of these white alien-like, fragile-but-firm, exotically-composed flowers for some time now- in fact ever since seeing the movie White Oleander 10 years ago. I somehow thought that an Oleander was the name for an Orchid flower. I never knew the correct name of this rare flower that I liked so much. Turns out it's called Orchid, not Oleander. Or rather, Phalaenopsis to be exact. Point being, I now have one of thems! And it has 11 shy-but-proud blossoms that glance at me when I open my eyes in the morning.

They make me happy, these new flowers in my life.

saturday market

It's common knowledge to those close to me that a good farmer's market has immense positive transformative power on my mood. I just love the organic fresh treats and the buzzing weekend atmosphere that comes with it. So you can imagine my delight when I discovered this saturday market at a square (called Place Guilaume) 2mins from home!

It s all there. All except fridges. And I need a bigger fridge after a saturday at the Place Guillaume.

5 days !

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