A Lazy Sunday

Today was a very satisfying day. We woke up late after a drinking-and-dining evening yesterday. Mr. S jumped into bed a little later because of his hangover, but all cleared well after another hour of sleep. Meanwhile I was booking face (I love this expression!) and took a snapshot of this angel outside, on the balcony, sitting under a figtree, touched by a little snow.


And everytime I looked into the livingroom I realised I really like our new coach and cleaned up room. I also bought a new but similar cupboard to display all my Tim Burton clutter, so Oogie Boogie and the larger Jack Skellington figurines aren't collecting all this dust.


And Poeske Kom was being lazy all the time. Sleeping in bed with Mr. S, and sleeping in the comfy chair, not realising I was taking her picture, so she must have been in very deep sleep.


And suddenly I remembered this book I bought two years ago. We went to this bookfair, where books cost practically nothing. I take a habbit to visit this fair, as it takes place just before the New Year, and I buy all kinds of books, several of them to give as a gift. So that year I bougt this pop-up book about Winnie the Pooh. I wanted to give it to my little niece, who's quite fond of Winnie.


But then I got home and took a closer look at the book... I decided she was way too small to take care of this special book... This is a picture of the whole book popped out.


It has only five pages but each one is so nice to look at, and so delicate, I decided to keep it myself.


You can slide out one page stories telling the story which is on display.


And the little angel from the beginning...? Well, a few hours later, it looked like this.


And since that moment I've been listening to wonderful christmasmusic by Holly Cole, Jane Siberry and Joan Osborne... I really love this season!

In Bruges

Last week Mr. S had to go to Bruges for business as it is called. He left from his home, together with Mrs. V, his mum. And I left from Ghent. We would meet eachother after his business was taken care of, and then we would have lunch. I left way too early to be a tourist.
First thing I saw were these black birds sitting on a branch. I have absolutely no idea what kind of birds they are...

Second view: amazing autumn colours...

The sun behind the clouds...

This shop reminded me of a real holiday, so the tourist feeling was totally present.


On every corner of this museum city there's something to be seen...


The wonderful cityhall...


A panoramic view of two churches seen from one point of view... Bruges has a lot of churches!


Finally we could have lunch! We all took typical dishes.


This is an amazing shop. Full of nice christmas inspired clutter. We went there because we needed a (as it turned out rather expensive) gift for Mr. S's sisters birthday.




Ofcourse Bruges has lots of fine shops. Every street has at least three lace shops.

Or nice candy and cookie shops!


And after the shopping we went to the Chapel Of The Holy Blood...! We didn't visit the relic, but we went into this little church on the side...


... where Mr. S had to act out his silly self...


And finally we all went home!

Preparations for a weekend full of painting...

A few months ago, just before I started this blog, we painted the diningroom. Now as we're heading towards four days without the need to go to work, we decided to paint the livingroom. We moved about everything out and when that was finished we called it a day for today. I had a bit of time before I needed to go to work and Mr. S started to read his Harry Potter book.
Reading in the only comfortable chair left.


We put nearly all the furniture in the other room, where it ended up looking like some crazy garage sale... The cat needed to inspect everything ofcourse...


And eventually Harry Potter wasn't that interesting I suppose...

The 71st annual bookfair of Flanders!

A few days ago we went to the opening of the annual bookfair, here in Flanders. The opening is usually about meeting lots of friends, strolling from one publisher to another, and for those who don't need to drive, a lot of drinking. I am the designated driver so I went for a walk along the different bookstands.
I bought exactly one book; a biography of Kirsty MacColl by Karen O'Brien.


And ever since I got acquainted with Mr. S I'm also acquainted with illustrations as an art on itself. Not that I didn't believe that before I met Mr. S, but nowadays I'm much more confrontated with the stuff. So, at the bookfair, I also bought two postcards, illustrated by An Candaele, a flemish illustrator I recently discovered and like very much.