Wow, this was only thursday, seems a very long time ago!
Swimming has been without ice since. I skipped today, I thought my cleaner was coming on thursday, but no, there she was standing right next to my bed this morning. Enough of a shock to wake me up, no need for cold water!
My bed is an old fasioned 'bedstee', a bed in a closet in the living room. With both of us being in this living room getting dressed was pretty awkward, but also very funny. She didn't seem fazed so I decided that simply fiddling with bra and underpants as normal was the best way to proceed and keep my dignity.
The second date with Hans on thursday was very enjoyable. Not a keeper but as long as we both agree on that, no reason to not enjoy a good conversation, sharing of landscape pictures through whatsapp, and some intimacy.
I can fully recommend seeing the film, I was pretty impressed! Even with the music, all actors sing their own songs, and although for a hardcore Dylan lover like myself something was missing, it also came very close and hit a string. I loved the way the early 60's were pictured and I think it's pretty realistic.
On saturday I had a very long and very enjoyable day.

I got to pick up my new duvet in Amsterdam, a 2 hour drive. I decided to take a small detour to swim in salt water instead of fresh on the way. I love swimming in the sea!
I brought my own two dogs and the very old, olmost blind and almost deaf sleepover dog with me, and even she had a good time despite the rain,
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Then it was off to Amsterdam to pick up my duvet.
When I was 13, I got a down sleeping bag for Sinterklaas from the same 1 man company. As most of you know by now, Sinterklaas presents come with poems, so I went through 40 years of Sinterklaas poems to find it so I could show it to Peter, the owner of the store. I think it's the meanest and coolest poem I've ever received, and it goes just as well with my new duvet. He thought it was amazing I had a 35 year old poem on one of his sleeping bags, and he gave me a piece of the art project he's working on in return.
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My English isn't good enough to keep rhyme and rhythm when translating but I can at least translate the meaning, it's truly horrible and wonderful, my father was this Sinterklaas when I was 13:
We are the geese from the North.
Things were getting to cold for our likes
"Where shall we go?", and we heard
That Alders [Dutch minister at the time] is protecting us.
"We'll fly to the Flevopolder
We'll be free there", sang the geese.
"It says so in the government handout
Available at the post office."
We took off in a beautiful V-shape
From the cold North Pole Ice.
With the wind in our back, a perfect storm!
We were filmed by someone called Tijs [father of my best friend who won a prize for his documentary on geese on Spitsbergen]
(He even won a prize)
We decended after two weeks
On the Die close to Holysloot
There was a man with a gun
Who killed us all.
We were the geese from the North.
We once had a soft coat.
Until they killed us for our down...
Sleep well Antje, goodnight.
And on I went to visit my aunt. She's the almost blind one who needs a walker and has lung cancer. Which is why she wanted to give me such a ridiculously expensive present, it has to be good for many more birthdays to come without her.
Hardly seeing a thing doesn't stop her from being an amazing cook (see, I'm not off topic, just a little long winded!) and she fried us a beautigul fat sole for a late lunch!
A very tasty salad to go with it, and cheese for dessert. No insulin needed, my aunt is amazing in the kitchen.
She also has diabetes (T2) and is happy with her hba1c in the 50's or low 60's now she's dying anyway, but she's one of the very few people outside this forum who knows about numbers, so I was very happy I could share my lab results, which came back at 29! (Wish me luck with my yearly date with the diabetes nurse on wednesday on this one... I already know my endo will likely be very happy, but I haven't seen this nurse in two years. I hope she's comfortable with time in range.)
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On my way back to Friesland I went into Amsterdam again to get some Indonesian take away. You can simply choose your dishes and take them in small containers, payed for by weight. So no rice included unless you choose so, I absolutely love this and I wish there was something like it where I live.
Then driving back, the second half with thick fog, and I was too tired to make the last adjustments to my duvet cover, and no need for a proper meal after that lunch.
But yesterday I finished the cover, and I had half of my Indonesian food, which was heavenly!
Sleeping was amazing as well, my new duvet feels so good!

Today was the second half of the Indonesian food, very friendly on my diabetes too.
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