Got up earlyish at 9 today, which felt very early after a wild (but low carb) weekend.
Saturday we started at 8 am because part of Astrid's roof had be opened, and closed again on the same day because of rain.
After a long workday we had a party at a friend's place for her 40th birthday where I ate some vegetarian barbecue stuff, lots of nuts, and some dried sausage. Beer and tequila has been had as well.
The party lasted until 1:30 am, after which we went to the house of Tales ex-wife, walking distance, to sleep. His 22 year old daughter and her boyfriend were still awake so we had another couple of beers.
Tale and Astrid had just gone to bed and I was about to brush my teeth when his 19 year old son Luca came home with four 16-18 year olds he just met in tow.
You all know me well enough so you can guess how this ended...
We had a lot of fun, they had a bottle of tequila, and after an initial misunderstanding of them thinking I was Luca's mum I believe they accepted me as part of the gang despite me being old enough to be their mum. I even ended up wrestling with one of the boys (and lost, finding myself neatly folded up in a corner of their garden with my face on the tiles), quite familiar after doing the same thing with Tale (and always losing) for months.
I am rather amused by thinking about what that teenager must have thought the next day when he remembered, I'm quite sure very polite teenagers aren't too used to wrestling with fat middle aged women!
Tales son and I also made a plan to make some money out of the difference in cost for tobacco here and in Germany. I'll drive and invest, he sells. We'll split the profits. Yes, I'm a bad person.
Went to sleep after 5 am, and by 11:30 am they decided it was time for me to wake up so I was attacked by Tale and a water pistol, very effective way to wake up.
Coffee and a wonderful saltwater swim in the sea on our way back. No other swimmers around so no need fuss with bathing suits, wonderful waves to get rid of the hangover.
A leasurely two hours of sanding and painting before going home, Tale cooked a pasta dish so I decided this was too complicated being this tired and I opted for a LC toasty instead.
Today I went for a quick swim alone after waking up, and spent most of the day working on Astrid's house.
I was afraid I wouldn't be able to climb up the thing. (what's this called in English? It's in the picture here:
https://www.diabetes.co.uk/forum/threads/what-have-you-eaten-parallel-chat.177870/post-2717465)
I already had the rubbish left arm, but on saturday I overdid it with sanding with the right arm (I'm mostly left handed) so now I have a very angry tendon in my wrist. Climbing up the thing definitely didn't look very elegant, but it worked and with very little pain!

I painted the window, and cut different sized circles from white bitumen roofing felt (English?) because Tale has decided he wants to decorate the roof with those circles, no matter it's not a roof in view,

I couldn't cut them with my left hand because a lack of muscle power, couldn't cut them with my right hand because of the painful tendon, and I was so happy to find out holding the knife two-handed did the trick!
I was the designated cook today, bit nervous about that, I very seldom have people over for dinner, but Astrid, Tale, and Astrid's 3 children all liked my food.
A mix of veggies: onions, green beans, bell pepper and cucumber with some black beans in chilli oil, a spicy peanut sauce, pork belly pieces marinated in black bean and garlic sauce, and fried eggs.
