That's so sweet thank you!I couldn't find a medal so I'm posting a song.
I only meant the starry medal you can choose under a post, but a song is much better!
And I saw a little wren (winterkoninkje - 'little winter king') in my garden today

That's so sweet thank you!I couldn't find a medal so I'm posting a song.
No, don't remember anything happening to itOw. Did something bite you?
Coq a doodle doo!!!!Lots of good things today and some bad too. Started bad, with my male chicken (yes I know what to call a male chicken but forum rules won't allow speaking about male chickens) dead in the chicken pen. His name was Dapper ('Brave' in Dutch because he was a very little funny looking male chicken of a very ugly race without much of a voice but he cockadoodledood for all he was worth and kept the hens happy).
Lots of things to do today but did have time to see if they had a nice new male chicken in the farm store.
So now I'm the proud owner of a new male chicken that goes by the name Monsanto! That's what it said on the box they put him and his pretty pale gray girlfriend in when I bought them and I figured it's a fine name for my new male chicken.
After that it was off for a long drive plus underground to Amsterdam for one of the best plays I've ever seen. Stunningly beautiful!
It was a rewrite of Death in Venice with a big role for an orchestra, very impressive.
And I managed to navigate the crowds in the theater without giving in to threatening panic and managed to ignore the slight panicky feeling in the cramped theater during the whole play so it really was a wonderful evening, and even diabetes played pretty much along. (that promptly ended when I got home but hey, it can't be all sunshine and flowers)
The biggest problem isn't the actual going but the losing sleep over it for days beforehand, debating wether I shall call off and regret that or just go on and face it. I miss the looking forward to things involving people, public transport or not having a place to myself without fear and anxiety. I loved looking forward to things in an uncomplicated way.Congratulations on your victory over the panic! That is so hard to do.
There's a simple solution! On the other hand, I like having a laugh at the Brits and their puritan beliefs about what one can or cannot say. Remember, I'm Dutch. We're the people freely saying things that are perceived as insulting while genuinely believing we are being helpful.rooster (good old American English -- we can post it anywhere!).
I know a little about it, which is why I found it such a funny name. And I thought it's a very pretty name for a rooster as wellInteresting that your new one's name is Monsanto -- they are in the doghouse with some people here (OK, I just looked up details and saw the tribunal was held in the Netherlands so you may know more about that than I do).
Yesterday I had a phone call which broke my heart my best friend of over 38 years has been diagnosed with terminal lung cancer I cried all night and still am.![]()
Words won't cut it.....but you're in my thoughtsYesterday I had a phone call which broke my heart my best friend of over 38 years has been diagnosed with terminal lung cancer I cried all night and still am.![]()