I hope the sun explodes today.

Woschech in the sun.

Woschech Overdose.

Sometimes it's just time for a Woschech overdose.


 

Everybody wants to be a cat.

Miau Club.

Members of the Miau Club obviously do like cats and they also like the colours soft pink and bright pink and mint and so on.

Talk is just convention.

Scrambled tofu made from silken tofu. Was very good but I still like it more with firm tofu. 
Together with a cucumber sandwich. 

Hoummous made with lots of wood garlic.

Hoummous with mint and garlic greens on bagel. Orange juice. Cappuccino.

Quite new hair. Carnation pink (mixed with lavender) and tourquois.

The garden sorrel is growing, 3 weeks or so ago it looked like this. 
The tree in the background is full of chirping sparrows. Have I mentioned, that I love sparrows? I love sparrows.

The cat is perfectly alright at the moment. It's sometimes heartbreaking to look at him, though.

A few minutes before our recent radio show in April (DIY OR DIE). Bored and tired and excited, waiting to get into the studio. I like that moment.

Good things.

The kitchen window was open all night long for the first time in this year. I love it. Going totally sleepy into the kitchen which is filled with cool, but not too cold, fresh air, hearing birds and making coffee.

A new pillow for better sleep. And a new blanket to keep the bed safe from cat hair. At least, it's worth a try.

Planting plants and pretending to have a garden like every year.

For example, this garden sorrel has been accompanying me for over 7 years. We have quite a good relationship. It will look all fancy in about two weeks.

The sun of course.

Mango-basil cream cake.

Good things.

Having a nice weekend with awesome girls in Berlin.
Washi tape.
Having a nice sunday with an awesome girl in Nürnberg.
Woschech. Again and again. This cat is great.
Getting a small parcel with chocolate at work from a nice customer. Just like that.
Having four days off. 
Looking forward to spring time while ignoring this snow-rain-muddy-nonsense out there.
The Scared is scared.

Not so good:
Woschech won't have two eyes any longer. Due to his cataract his right eye will be removed tomorrow.
He's already completely blind on this eye and his eye pressure is always way too high because the infection is too strong.
I will think about cookies and other things I like until I can pick him up in the evening.

Good things.

For obvious reasons I'm totally not interested in christmas or any christmas related things. But I am interested in super sweet presents and if friends have an Astrid-Lindgren-kinda-christmas-fever I am totally down with it. 
The loveable Hannah made some chocolate crossie-thingies (the jar is wrapped with psychedelic cats!) and diy teabags, everything came with some star shaped paper clip-magnet-things and a postcard. Everything in this so perfect.

Are there any adventures waiting?

Welcome back, sun.

Woschech overdose.

Love Cats.

Handsome Wosch.