A Satchel of Regrets

I add another stone to the satchel I carry on my back
The burden forces me to bend forward as I drag my feet
Left, right, left, right, left, right,
I stop in front of a fork in the road
I can’t decide to go right or left Continue reading

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Thirties are the new Twenties

I keep hearing the phrase “Thirties are the new Twenties”. But what does that really mean? Here is my list describing the lives of Twenty-year olds – partly derived from my own life and partly inspired by The Big Bang Theory and How I met your Mother. (Warning: This list is full of sweeping generalisations! It is supposed to provoke.) Continue reading

Whitney Houston – Another bad boy victim?

My condolences to the family of Whitney Houston.

I vividly remember sitting in front of the TV, watching The Bodyguard. Her supposedly terrible acting skills did not bother the teenager me. In fact I thought the movie was great and learned of the singer Whitney Houston for the first time. How often have I tried singing the karaoke version of the song I will always love you! But her powerful voice and musical talent cannot be simply copied. Continue reading

Paralysed on skis

Today I had my very first skiing lessons. Mr. M wanted to ensure that I have the perfect conditions to learn how to ski. Therefore he booked a private tutor for three hours and the ski slope in Wintermoosalm is perfect for beginners. The ski school even promises fear free skiing but I guess I am Manfred’s (my ski tutor) first total failure. After the first lesson I am not better off than before the lesson and unfortunately it would probably remain my only attempt till our next winter holiday. Continue reading

Let’s clone Stefan Raab

This evening I watched the casting show Unser Star für Baku (Our Star for Baku). It is a show to select a singer to represent Germany in the EuroVision Song Contest to be held in Baku, Azerbaijan. Yes it is yet another casting show. Well I do not intend to bore you about the details of the show, the quality of the singers or what they wore. However I would like to write about the producer of the show, Stefan Raab. Continue reading

Good looks a two-edged sword?

11 more days to my interview and I still do not know what to wear. I can hear all the guys out there groaning when they read this sentence. At this very moment they are thinking, How typically female! It’s always, “Honey! I have nothing to wear!” Then explain to me why the ceiling of the apartment below ours is practically sagging under the weight of your wardrobe? Hear is what I have to say to all those men; first this blog is not about what you assume it is about and second I will blog about being typically female soon. Continue reading