the red carpet.

this was probably one of the most chaotic weeks

of all the past chaotic weeks i've had.

between trying to keep caught up with work

and then organising things for the move

everything felt like it was a test to see

just how strong one can be.

and then all the things the heart is feeling

deep inside.

but susanne asked me on tuesday

if i wanted to join her at the Radio Regenbogen Media Awards

for friday night.

mostly german performers, musicians and such

with a few international personalities.

i had no idea what to expect and although

i usually don't listen to that radio station

[i felt like i was cheating on my heart

and that man and voice on the radio

that i'm so dearly missing]

her gentle persuasion and the need to do something good

in the sense of taking a break and some time out

was enough to say yes.


and there was a point and time on friday,

that i wondered how i was even going to get thru the day.

it was just one of those days.

but then driving up to the awards and the red carpet,

the valets giving a hand to escort you out of the car

and lead you to that moment.

what a blur. i can't explain.

even being a "nobody" in that sense,

you can see the people looking, watching

and cameras focused on you.

and you revel in the moment,

absorb it. but it remains a blur.

i just found the photo on the website

and hope that some of our photos from the night

that susanne took, are just a bit more flattering

than this.

the small personal highlights of the evening

aside from the awards and the ambience?

bianca jagger's speech and then speaking with her

after the awards. about her work and her dreams.

i have to say, i wasn't aware of just how much she really does

and the passion and determination behind this lady.

there's a respect and a fascination discovered

and i felt honoured to have met her. spoken with her.


later on, susanne and i needed to finally grab a bite to eat.

and a chance to sit down again.

the feet were definitely feeling the new shoes.

and i suppose at times, i refuse to learn. when it comes to shoes.

we grabbed a few seats and then i realised

that i was sitting beside oliver pocher.

a german self proclaimed "b celebrity" so to speak.

a comedien that definitely shoots below the belt.

and i just kept asking myself, of all people

why am i sitting beside him?

granted. he can be funny. and did receive an award that evening.


but better sweetness was having annett louisan at the table as well.

a german singer, that has a playfully sweet nuance of chansons

in her songs. and her voice.

we got to talking as well

and i'm to send her some of the fleurs.

would be sweet to see her wearing them one day.


and then later on, as susanne and i were heading on out,

there was simon webbe.

we somehow got to talking as well.

and after a photo and and the small talk,

there was a sweet hug and a kiss as well.

and so do i admit, that suddenly the aching feet

felt like they were walking and dancing on a cloud.

i should have gone back in for a drink with him,

but i walked away with a smile instead.

and said good night to the night...

walking over the red carpet again.


so i guess it just shows.

that at times, life brings unexpected moments. surprises.

so maybe it's about being patient. curious.

and taking things as they come.



photo from Radio Regenbogen

sunday are simply beautifully wonderful days.

i wrote myself a to do list for the weekend.

i can't say that i got most of it done

however, there's still the sense of accomplishment.

small steps forward.

a few boxes are packed

and endless bags that have found their way to the garbage

or to the red cross donation bins.

i'm trying to be consequent in what i take,

what i leave behind.

and what i let go.

and today was something glorious

in its own way.

from the first step i took outside this morning with pup

you could feel that spring was in the air.

early morning sun that felt warm on the skin already.

i just grabbed a cup of coffee and we simply walked down the path.

i was trying to put mind over matter with the heart

in particular chapters of life.

so it almost felt like there was a constant companion

on the mind.

at home, starting to work on a corner here

and then a corner there.

can't really say organisation was the name of the game.

i managed to get one box packed.

just of little things. precious things.

angels and teacup little things.

and then i called simone,

reckoning it's too beautiful of a day

not to go for coffee and simply sit outside at the bistro.

so we did.

and then we came back

and started painting the old beds i bought last summer.

they had been dismantled in the garage since then.

at first i was doubting

if it was going to work out as i had hoped to imagine.

but as soon as we had the first coat of paint up

things were taking form.

petra came by as well,

and then it was the three of us.

the beds and a small table for the bathroom

were the accomplishments of our afternoon.

the bed will need a third coat

and then i have to find the angel mouldings that i want

for each of the headboards of the bed.

but the sweet discovery of the day

was find the engravement of the year

in which the bed was built.

in 1889.

and that made me smile

because it's exactly one hundred years

before i found my way to germany

in 1989.

and i can't believe it's been that long already.

other things that made me smile today?

seeing my first butterfly of spring

watching the pup snooze in the sun

having the girls simply being there for me

hearing from the one that is the matters of the heart

driving with the sun roof open for the first time in the mini

knowing i have the day off tomorrow...

sometimes. sundays are simply beautifully wonderful days.