I want to ride my bicycle

A number of years ago - it must have been on Mother's Day - hubby bought me my very own bicycle. He was thrilled by the idea of his wife riding a bike and leaving her car in front of the house..

Well.. at least that was the plan. I'm not very good at hiding my responses to what's happening. I had a very hard time putting on my happy face. Wasn't too sure whether hubby got the message, but his excitement didn't convince me. I just don't like to ride a bicycle. They're a pain in the.. butt! Literally!

But I behaved and we decided to go for a ride. The kids got their bikes, hubby was waiting on his and I took a deep sigh before I climbed my spic and span new bicycle. By the time I got the bike from the terrace all the way through the hallway and up to the front door, I was done with it.. Bikes are so not me.. I prefer 4 wheeled vehicles. I like to sit inside my vehicle, not on some hard saddle. But I wanted to give it a go. You never know what happens, right?

The kids loved the ride and so did their dad. I was not impressed though.. So what?? I don't like bikes! Period! I don't like bikers who think the roads are designed for them. I don't like groups of bikers in the pouring rain. I hate flat tires and non-working lights. Don't even think about those bright yellow vests you're supposed to wear to get noticed in traffic. Sorry hubby, bikes and your wife are not a good match.

Chat 'n Chew

Going out for dinner is always a pleasure, especially in good company. It's something we really like to do: having a chat over a well presented plate of delicious food. The clock ticks away time, but we don't keep an eye on it. Because good times are not supposed to end.

There's this show on TV, called Dinner Date. A single person tries to find his ideal date. Five candidates make their own personal 3 course meal in the hope the single person will pick them. Without having seen anything but the menus, the single person gets to choose 3 favorite dates. He then gets invited into their homes for a romantic dinner date. Some can cook, others are wonderful hosts and sometimes there's no click at all.
At the end of the week, the single person gets to pick his favorite date, based on the cooking skills, the romance and the overall impression of the night. All 3 candidates are supposed to dress up for a night out, but only one gets the chance for a second date, in a romantic restaurant. The other 2 get TV dinners delivered to their houses.

What a great concept! It seems like a lovely way to meet new people. Maybe people should do this in real life too! It would be a challenge. I suppose married people don't do dinner dates?

The sweet intoxication of love

The best present a father can give to his child, is to love its mother..

Photo by Lana Joos

This little baby is the perfect result of the love between two people. Both mom and dad have been longing for this little boy for a long time..

He's here now and he's gorgeous.. Just look at him. Wouldn't you want to hold him and never let go? An innocent child, born into this world. A little boy with a mission, I would like to say. Because I have this feeling, this little cutie will matter. He will unite people from different worlds, different cultures, different believes. He will be loved and honored and cuddled and embraced by many. One day, he will speak for himself and let others know what he stands for. He will have a mind of his own. He will become a great man..

Wowi Kazowi

5 - 5 - 1995 and 5 - 5 - 2010

We have been married for 15 years. How could we ever forget how many years we have been married? In that same year, our oldest daughter was born.

So we only need to remember how old she is.

It was a sunny day back then. We went to the City Hall to get married. It was no big deal, just filling out the formalities. I remember us going to the City Hall to set a date to get married. The clerk asked us what date we had in mind. We didn't have a date in mind. What date did she have available? She said May 5th. That was about 3 weeks later.. But we agreed that would be our wedding date. Only years later, we would notice what a great date that was: 5 - 5 - 95.

After signing the book, we went out for lunch.
There we were..

Mr and Mrs J. .. and their little baby girl..

I like to look back at that day. I remember what we looked like.

I was 24, hubby 28 and Lana was just 1.5 months old.

She can say she attended our wedding, although she doesn't remember it.

Happy 15th Anniversary Hubby.