I am sailing with my BASIL PLANTS......Hello my dear friends in blogland, I am missing you all deeply , I think about you every day as I cook myself in the sun on deck , and then cook for my friends in the tiny galley on board.
The thing i fear most is cooking pasta for Italians , we are 7 Italians and one Kiwi , and the kiwi is the cook . I am grateful to them all because either they are very polite ( or MAYBE I am getting it right ) , its such a simple thing to cook pasta , but also a very precise art . ( to them)
The risotto is another thing , a simple yet wonderful food .
I love cooking Italian food , all you need is a few simple ingredients and the right timing.
Paradise right now is in HVAR IN BEAUTIFUL CROATIA ..... love to you all , saskia , goddess of love , and no i am not russian .
I have been eating meat pies in Australia for almost a month ...and .... clearing out my life , my old life from before ...clearing out my shed of junk and personal encumbrances . Clearing my life of my burdensome possessions all in storage , and putting them out there to be recycled by other people.
My clothes have gone to charity, My junk fetched more than $3000 at my garage sales , the results of my art collection and furniture going to auction are yet to be realised . I took one look at my art collection the other day and began to feel a sort of shame for placing so much value on possessing such things while children go uneducated in the world.
Did you ever clear out your life and feel a release ? Or did it bother you? It bothered me , really bothered me , because I liked my life, nay I loved my life before so much I could never accept it had changed..or ended ... that can happen when a partner dies and children move on as they grow up. My life was full of love and passion , and I missed it. I missed it too much , so all the things that reminded me of it I kept. My active life had moved on , but my stuff remained behind , in a dream as my anchor that it might reconnect with my real self again one day. I always knew deep down it never would .
It took me 5 years to understand that hanging on to this old stuff was and impediment to my forward progression in my emotional life. While part of me remained in a limbo , how could i ever get to where I need to go.
I wanted to wake up ..... i think i am on my way to that ....
So I am beginning to sense a great relief , that I took the step to clear my life out. .... my stuff .....of no use to me at all , except in my sentiments ,,,,, I wondered what else i can do to assuage my sense of loss to turn it into a personal benefit , and a benefit to others , with the outcome of my old life being SOLD off.
To relieve myself of my maudlin days, & to turn my personal tragedy into something worthwhile , I decided to use the funds of my sale to build some more class rooms for the children ..... I want to donate the proceeds of my life clearance to help building schools where they are needed.
Will that be the way to go do you think? Or would I be better off going on a first class cruise round the world for a few months ? Being self indulgent and bored ........
I feel happy now.. I have made that choice , .........
I am happy to move on now .... I will go back to my new /old life in bahrain again and continue building my new memories , for the next phase all to be cleared out again in another time. in the future..... Someone else might take a cruise ......... or they might build some classrooms .....
saskia .....
My memories of my past life are all in my shed, bundled up packed away , some things eaten by moths, stained by water, rotting back into nothing.
My life is all in my shed. My past life, the life I was happy with , content with .
I pulled out a chair, Bernard used to sit in that chair , the stain from his fingers still remains on the arms. The chest of drawers where he kept stuff, the old bible, his pipe… I sniffed it and cried, again, I saw his stool down the back , now on top of my daughters old rocking horse , I cried. remembering how he used to put his feet up on his stool , and how id take off his boots and rub his feet. he would say , come here baby, and touch my neck with his big hands and pull my face to his to kiss me. Id sit on his lap , then he'd cuddle me …. did i tell you today I love you baby… he said that every day ….. not yet Id say … Then he would say , I'm sorry i am so late to tell you this today.my baby……..
How can I throw away that stool ? Our baby daughter Bonnie, would jump on her horse and say papa , push me , push me, again , again , again,……. how can I get rid of that horse ?
There are his books , leafing through , I see some greasy marks, maybe a flick of butter from the machine when he was baking a cake, there is still powder of chocolate on the page , well marked and thumbed as one of his favourite recipes to cook lies on that page … i remember the taste of that cake ….. How can I throw away that cook book? ……What use will his favourite shirt be to anyone , I was smelling the armpits of that shirt, after all these years his deodorant smell is still there. I have to keep that shirt. I wiped my tears on his shirt underarms , I lost him, but he's still with me. How can I throw away his things,
I closed the door of my shed , ill try to face it again tomorrow. Maybe tomorrow I will be able to clear it out.
Memories of someone you love and miss so much can stop you from progressing in life …… is that my problem ?
Saskia
I am going back to Australia tomorrow , I am dreaming of eating all the foods I have missed for nearly 5 years being away.
So I am tossing up what to have first , will it be the AUSSIE MEAT PIE or TETSUYA WAKUDAS SUSHI TRAIN RESTAURANT IN CHINA TOWN ? or DOYLES down at Watsons bay for fish and chips ? Will I have YUM CHA at SILVER SPRING OR MARIGOLD RESTAURANT IN CHINA TOWN or will I go down to Woolloomoo bay wharf and have some MUD CRABS? ...... yes WOOLLOOMOO its a place in sydney try saying that with a mouth full of chips. Talking of chips , what about CHARCOAL CHARLIES CHICKEN ? the tenderest juiciest flavoursome chicken you will ever eat in your life. Then there is BACON and PORK RIBS not much of they here in bahrain ..( Oh crap I hope Amir doesn't get wind of this bit, and do the PORK IS HARAM thing on me again ) oh well id look forward to that I think I do miss him terribly .
So back to my lunch...... In Australia we eat a lot of Vietnamese food fi .....PHO ... the beef noodle soup , with fresh vietnamese basil ...so delicious .
SYDNEY FISH MARKET , has anyone been there , its a tourist destination in itself... you cannot imagine the seafood there , no where in the world have I ever seen such variety .
What will I eat first ? I don't know ...
WHAT WOULD YOU WANT TO EAT AS THE FIRST MEAL WHEN YOU GO BACK TO A PLACE AFTER SO LONG AWAY?
Saskia , kitchen goddess ( after nigella of course) and rock and roll grandma botox- barbie.
Whats the worst revenge you took out on a lover who did you wrong.
I am inspired to ask this , prompted by Caliopesgirl,s recent blog , got me thinking along these lines .....I have heard of all kinds of stories , like throwing a can of red paint on the windscreen of the former lovers car to cutting all his suits off at the knees and elbows.
What would be your way to get back at a lover who dumped you or did you wrong ?
I heard of the wife who sold her husbands Porsche for a dollar.
Then there is the Egyptian wife who caught her husband cheating with the maid ...when he went away on business the wife sacked the maid sent her back to where she came from in Asia, when husband returned and there was no maid , the husband asked where she was.....The wife said , oh she wanted to talk to me she had a personal matter to discuss, she told me that she had HIV .....so i thought the best thing to send her home....The husband had a heart attack then and there on the spot and almost died , then he confessed ....... everything ..... the wife said ...i know i know my habibi .....thats revenge....... Egyptian style.
Please tell us if you were nasty ( and i know you are not0 , what would you do to take revenge ?
Saskia kitchen love goddess...
What will we name them ?
I like MOET, as in Chandon..... TATTI , short for Taittenger and CLIQUOT short for Veuve Cliquot.
Just showing my allegiance there with those names.
The house man likes Krishna, Vishnu and Rabindranath , he's already crocheting marigold blessings for them.
The Driver likes Khalida, Zia and Sheikha....hes suggesting drowning or just dumping in the bin.......
My son in law likes Tuthankhamon, Amenhotep and Cleopatra.... his colleagues at the hospital have already offered homes for them.
My daughter likes Mabel, George and Harold.
Our domestic assistant likes Imelda, Ferdinand and Fidel ?
Our local shopkeeper likes ABDULLAH , ABDULRAHMEN, ABDULMALIK....and refuses to believe there could be a girl in the litter.
The grandchildren , who were the midwives in attendance want to name them FAIRY, RAINBOW, AND BUTTERFLY
So if you had kittens what would you name them ?
Just another intellectual blog from your friend in blogland, saskia
Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)?
Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools when it expands and heats when it is compressed) or some variant.
One student, however, wrote the following:
First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving, which is unlikely.. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different religions that exist in the world today.
Most of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there is more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially. Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand proportionately as souls are added.
This gives two possibilities:
1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.
2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.
So which is it?
If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman year that, 'It will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you,' and take into account the fact that I slept with her last night, then number two must be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and has already frozen over. The corollary of this theory is that since Hell has frozen over, it follows that it is not accepting any more souls and is therefore, extinct..... ....leaving only Heaven, thereby proving the existence of a divine being which explains why, last night, Teresa kept shouting 'Oh my God.'
THIS STUDENT RECEIVED AN A+.
The hidden world of Islamic women ......... ladies enlighten yourselves and read this book by Geraldine Brooks
The ninth wife by Amy Stolls ...is another great read revealing the life of a polygamous wife in the Mormon faith .
The Yacoubian building by Alaa Al Aswany....... a great read of life in Cairo , by an Egyptian author.
Has anyone read any of these books ? Has anyone read any great books lately to recommend ?
Saskia
MY PROFILE SAYS..
You must have teeth...if they are the type that have to go to sleep in a jar at night ..forget it. They must be the ones that don't come out of your head , EVER !!!
You must have HAIR, or no hair.....not half a head of hair.... so if you only have half a head then either shave the other half off or grow some more...dont ask me how just do it! If you have the baldness denial hairdo ( ,just looking at it makes me dry up ) also known as the comb over ( did u see prince Charles lately?, i was thinking poor bugger .. he better stay out of the wind )..... well if you got that going on don't bother me either ...you loser .
I don't want a man who has hair hanging out of his ears and nose...so if you have fluffy stuff sprouting from either orifice, no use trying to get with me , big turn off for this grandma. I can however recommend to you a great Turkish barber who has a very unique way of dealing with such hair.
PHOTOS ON YOUR PROFILE.... If you have a photo of you straddling a motorbike in a leather jacket and greasy jeans...just waiting to mention to me about the thrill of FEELING the vibration IN MY CRUTCH . when I straddle your HARLEY... Trust me if you were skinny and wearing padded bum and ball numbing bike shorts looking like a pansy it would turn me on more. though not by much.
Photo of you with a RED FERRARI.... yeh right who's effing FERRARI.... the car show FERRARI thats who's......you loser.
You HALF NAKED, IN YOUR BUDGIE SMUGGLERS, with a cracking great hard on , and you live on the other side of the planet, I know by the time I get there it will all be gone , so whats the point? you loser .
Photos of you on the beach, sucking it in , as far as it will go...and you still look like Billy Bunter....... ( sorry Billy) .....you loser...
Photo of you 40 years ago ... and ? what am I supposed to do with that ? Let me see you in your current wrinkled and decrepit obese state , I am not getting into some time machine to date you 40 years ago AM I ? ....you loser.
Pics with a fag hanging out of your mouth.....good I don't want a smoker , I recommend all smokers should be forced to submit a pic of them smoking , SAVES MY TIME .you loser.
Picture of you with an arm round your neck. ? ? ? ? LIKE JUST AN ARM.......so why can't we see her , she's got to be more interesting than you to look at, thats for sure..... you loser.....
The picture taken from the cam in your laptop.....with bad light and a good shot of your hairy nostrils , looking all scary ...what have you been smoking to make you think a profile pic like that will send the chiquitas running wild and wet for you.? you loser.
LADIES AND FRIENDS IN BLOGLAND ...HELP ME HERE WHAT ELSE DID YOU SEE THAT TURNS YOU OFF IN A PHOTO ON A PROFILE , SHARE WITH US PLEASE .
saskia, goddess of love and the kitchen , or maybe love in the kitchen...
I received this yesterday , he's Indian......he is 31 yo . I am 57...
Dear Love
i am happy with you . i know that in the life.
dear i not ask you any thing . reason is i love you . i
not need your past information . i am need you at present your life .
dear my business name is Yogesh sharma . but my family
home lovely name is nitin . my body size is 6fit long .
i am very cool thinking man . i not like cry and sad face
people . i am like happy smile face . same like your face with smile
my mother see your photo and she also like you .
i have very good business in india . i have business
company hear . MS Transport Corporation Of India
i am do very hard work . i want marry with you very soon as soon . if you have time for marry we do marry soon as soon
i need truth love life partner . i hop you give me more hard love
after marry . i am also spot you dear .
in my family have mother father one brother and
one dog my dog is my little brother .
Do not worry. Preparation of wedding do here. I will do all the wedding expenses. Of new clothes for you. I arranged all for you .
You get married and you take it me with you . dear i have all this Love,honesty,loyalty,passion and trust . i love animals and helping to all people . i like all skin color people .
i know we are do marry very soon as soon .
i am also want . i am give you more and more happy smile in your life .
dear please tell me about your family . and tell me what food you
like and . what is your nature of thinking .
i not need your past life what you doing in your past life ok .
dont worry . i not ask you . i just need your love
Saskia..almost a geriatric dater ...
I loved Aswinas posts and blogs , a lady of good sense and nice fun.. Felix we will also miss you too . I wish you both all the best and all the happiness you deserve.
I am so happy you did not just disappear and not bother to tell us of your getting together. It is what fairytales are made of in blog / cyberland and the whole purpose of being here . It goes to show that you can find love on the internet . I congratulate you both , and wish you every happiness.
Ok so who wants me then ...PARTI....FRANKIE...GUADAL.....HAMMOCKMAN......VIKING.... OH I KNOW YOU ARE ALL IN LOVE WITH JANA ...... ok maybe firas.....NO I KNOW ...AMIR yes Amir , where are you habibi...come to me , ok ill wear a burkha just for you , no problem i will buy your uncle a motorbike , and a tv ok ok ok .....anything Amir anything .....
my love to you both saskia
A distraught senior citizen phoned her doctor's office.
'Is it true,' she wanted to know, 'that the medication you prescribed has to
be taken for the rest of my life?'
'Yes, I'm afraid so,' the doctor told her.
There was a moment of silence before the senior lady replied, 'I'm wondering, then, just how serious is my condition because this prescription is marked 'no refills'.'
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An older gentleman was on the operating table awaiting surgery and he
insisted that his son, a renowned surgeon, perform the operation.
As he was about to get the anaesthesia, he asked to speak to his son.
'Yes, dad, what is it? '
'Don't be nervous, son; do your best and just remember, if it doesn't go
well, if something happens to me, your mother is going to come and live with
you and your wife....'
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Ageing: eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age
and start bragging about it. This is so true. I love to hear them say "you
don't look that old."
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The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.
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Some people try to turn back their odometers.
Not me!
I want people to know 'why' I look this way.
I've travelled a long way and some of the roads weren't paved.
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When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to youth, think of
algebra.
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You know you are getting old when everything either dries up or leaks.
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One of the many things no one tells you about ageing is that it is such a
nice change from being young.
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Ah, being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable.
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First you forget names, then you forget faces.
Then you forget to pull up your zipper.
It's worse when you forget to pull it down.
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Two guys, one old one young, are pushing their carts around Wal-Mart when
they collide.
The old guy says to the young guy, 'sorry about that. I'm looking for my
wife, and I guess I wasn't paying attention to where I was going.
The young guy says, 'that's OK, it's a coincidence. I'm looking for my wife,
too ... I can't find her and I'm getting a little desperate'.
The old guy says, 'Well, maybe I can help you find her. What does she look
like?'
The young guy says, 'Well, she is 27 yrs old, tall, with red hair, blue
eyes, is buxom, wearing no bra, long legs, and is wearing short shorts.
What does your wife look like?'
To which the old guy says, 'doesn't matter, let's look for yours.'
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Have a great day folks ..and remember its not how long you live your life that matters its what you do with it that matters most. saskia
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