right now on my browser:
gourmet’s favorite cookies 1941-2008 (via nrg)
(via the talented marc johns‘ tweet)
time magazine all time 100 novels (via yotam)
Patz the cat from SHANIDAN.COM on Vimeo (via yotam)
yoobot (via twitter friend jamopo)
and the amazing freezebubbles (via boing boing)
tonight i read noah two stories.
the first one was “mozart, the little wizard” by anna obiols. one of the books i purchased recently to refresh noah’s library.
it tells the story of the magic flute and it comes with a cd so you can listen to pieces corresponding with the storyline.
he got the second book from aya’s kids along with many more they grew out of.
“no matter what” by debi gilori was so moving, i started crying (tonight was the first time we read it).
towards the end of the story, the little fox asks it’s mother:
“‘But what about when we’re dead and gone,
would you love me then, does love go on?’
and she explains to him:
“Love, like starlight, never dies.’”
noah and me, march 2004
My brother got me a comic book which I didn’t really relate to, so I decided to replace it at the comic store.
(he knows I apreciate the present and was not affended by my act)
Since I didn’t have time and I am not really an expert I picked up a book relying on my intuition alone.
I’m happy to say I was right to do so.
ojingogo (pronounced oh-JING-aw-go) by Matthew Forsythe, is a comic about a girl and a squid. It started as a webcomic.
you should visit his blog for more of his wonderful illustrations.
I was going to write about the new book I got: Ojingogo by Matthew Forsythe, so I googled it and found the cutest Japanese commertcial on Matthew Forsythe’s blog:
Ojingogo looks so nice. I will write something as soon as I get a chance to read it.
I could write about so many things…
I could write about the black Rosa Mosa boots (Andrea) I bought this week
I could write about the order I made from The Tilted Tulip
I could write about my visit to my acupuncturist, but I’ve already written about that (nothing’s really changed there except the order of the posters on the wall and that’s because not many people like staring at male genitalia during treatment)
I could write about the smart things Noah says (but is it really smart to tell your mother she’s as chubby as a bear?)
I will also not write about the tragic toys set I got from Aya nor about Owly the book I got from Noni which were both bought at the same store
I could write about so many things but I don’t
because I have a HUGE HEADACHE!
i have to go to sleep.
i wish i was focused and organized. instead of using wisely the little time i have between the kids, i keep installing new browsers and playing with twitter and blip. very unproductive.
Noni got back from Denmark yesterday and brought Noah and me lots and lots of candy: Marcipan and Nougat and Wienerbrod. I am going to be so fat. I’m already way overweight because of the pregnancy. I know it’s normal and it’s really ok by me, but I don’t have to go wild and eat like a pig all day. this is only making it worse!!!!
He also brought uri a really cute toy I want to post about here. cause Uri has three very nice toys now that deserve a post. i will do it tomorrow.
now back to the nice book i’m reading now: Glennkill by Leonie Swann.
Did I mention I have new glasses?
noah asked me to read him “the story of little babaji” by hellen bannerman illustrated by fred marcellino. this is one of my favorite books. i love both the plot and the wonderful illustrations. when i saw it at the shop it gave me goosebumps. not only because it is so beautiful, but also because i suddenly understood that this is a version of a book my mother told me she had and loved as a child.
the original story was called “little black sambo” and it was first published in 1899. along the years the original version of the book was deemed racial and thus changed.
via boing boing. link to post in today’s inspiration.
I’m reading Allesandro Boffa’s You’re an animal, Viskovitz!
wow, what a book!
I guess bloggers block is a known phenomena. I wonder if there’s a third blogging day crisis, cause I’m having one.
Haven’t got anything to write about. I’ve had an ok day, but I’ve been depressed and pissed most of it.
I’m reading Tears of the Giraffe, the second part of No. 1 Ladies’ Detective Agency by AlexanderMcCall Smith. I’ve allready read part one, three and four, when they were available at the library. The reading is effortless but it’s still a good book, which suits me perfectly, because as I am blowing up, my brain shrinks and I can’t concentrate too hard on complicated reading.