August 2006 in Belgium has been put down in the history books as having the most rainfall and least amount of sun ! Can someone explain this after July 2006 was put down as the hottest most sunniest July in History ?
So, as you see I couldn’t sit and write in this depressing period. It is now getting warmer still very very grey,but that is the Belgian’s favorite color they say ! Another reason for my absense is Apple ‘s amazing crappy service in Belgium. If any of your wish you can write and complain on my behalf. We turned my computer in before we went on holiday to get the noisey fan fixed it was suppose to take10 days, we where gone 12. I STILL don’t have it ! I called yesterday and was a real Amaerican on the phone, since Belgian’s NEVER complain he was so shocked he couldn’t talk.Well, maybe I wasn’t letting him talk, can’t remember at the time, but all that bitching of course does nothing as they still have it and even if I say in the end I won’t pay for such bad service I WILL have to because I am the one in need not them. (I HATE THAT)
O.k. I feel better for getting that all off my chest and I promise that the following catch up blog entries will not be so negative.
Saturday, September 02, 2006
I hope you can forgive me, but I have a really good excuse this time !
Friday, September 01, 2006
Natan's first day of school
Natan's Quotes of the Day
"I am going to move to
Iowa and work, O.k.?" Natan exlaims.
"Oh, When?" I ask
"Now," Natan says
"What about school?" I say
"I am all done with school,
I am going to work!" Natan announces
"What will you do then?"
"Make money." he responds firmly
"How?" I ask
"By working." Natan says
"What kind of work will you do then?"
"I will do work that makes money?"
"You will have to choose something,
like Opa is a doctor, Oma a dentist,
Papa builds houses, mama a designer,
Hendrik works with airplanes and space,
so what will you do?" I explain
"None of those things, umm," he thinks...
"what does Pauline do?"
(Natan’s best friend Max’s mama)
"She writes books." I say
"That is what I want to do write books!" he decides
"Wow, that is a great job I think." I say excited
"What is spiderman’s job?" he says not satisfied
"Well, when he is spiderman, he helps people,
but that is not really his job." I respond
"No, when he is not Spiderman?"
"I think he is a journalist." I answer
"What is that?" Natan asks
"Actually also a type of writer."
"Oh, that is it then I will be a writer!"
(after this discussion I am told Spiderman is actually a photographer,
but I am still excited about the idea of Natan the writer!)
Iowa and work, O.k.?" Natan exlaims.
"Oh, When?" I ask
"Now," Natan says
"What about school?" I say
"I am all done with school,
I am going to work!" Natan announces
"What will you do then?"
"Make money." he responds firmly
"How?" I ask
"By working." Natan says
"What kind of work will you do then?"
"I will do work that makes money?"
"You will have to choose something,
like Opa is a doctor, Oma a dentist,
Papa builds houses, mama a designer,
Hendrik works with airplanes and space,
so what will you do?" I explain
"None of those things, umm," he thinks...
"what does Pauline do?"
(Natan’s best friend Max’s mama)
"She writes books." I say
"That is what I want to do write books!" he decides
"Wow, that is a great job I think." I say excited
"What is spiderman’s job?" he says not satisfied
"Well, when he is spiderman, he helps people,
but that is not really his job." I respond
"No, when he is not Spiderman?"
"I think he is a journalist." I answer
"What is that?" Natan asks
"Actually also a type of writer."
"Oh, that is it then I will be a writer!"
(after this discussion I am told Spiderman is actually a photographer,
but I am still excited about the idea of Natan the writer!)
September 1st is the first day of school all over Belgium, as long as it falls on a weekday, even Friday. So, yesterday was Natan’s first day back and he was elated to find out that Charlotte, his reason for wearing nice shirts, was back. He was worried all summer that she was going to go to the big school this year and no matter how many times I said "No, I think she is still in your class." He wouldn’t believe it till he saw it.
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