Bzzz

OK, my bee-ness is not growing. Just got a tingle to let out some air from underneath the boney brainbox.

This morning I got the exceptional pleasure of riding my bike through the rain.
I know what you're thinking: wake up and smell the sandwich with choco: you are living in Belgium, so you can "enjoy" this "pleasure" regularly.

Well: no.

First of all: rain is gravely overestimated in our tiny triangular kingdom. Of course, we're always complaining about the weather, and admittedly, our share of sheer sunshine is rather uneven. Yet still: every morning, I have the CHOICE to ride my bike to school with the kids and then on to workville, and really: only occasionally does humidity make me doubt my choice. If I should get a stab at it, I would say that at most 20 mornings got me considering alternatives (NOT counting those I'm-a-lazy-fart-so-screw-ecology-days).

However: even still, all this did not make my morning exceptional. What did, were in fact my kids. Ruben in his cool raincoat, Anne in duck-shaped overcoat (!!) each hopped on their vehicles without even mentioning the water of the heavens. Even better: on the road, Ruben commented (not after me feeding it to him): "sometimes, it's even fun when when we're riding through the rain" !

So, we got to school, drenched, and saw umbrella-clad teachers greeting us with "good morning, if you can call it that". I was very pleased to answer: "a good morning indeed".

Delta waves

So, writing's been a bit slow lately. Nah, not a bit.
I've been up to a lot though: working part time, chasing clouds, burying pets, frameworking, buying cars (added the s for drama), raising kids, making good love, wondering what the hell I was doing, seeing bad plays, learning about rugby, adapting to near-aggression, being charming, writing in dutch, wondering about Valentine's day, preparing for my first exam in ages,...

I me my. What have you been doing?
But enough about you. NOT.