Indian summer, Oct 2018

We do have a blast this week. 25 degrees, that’s pretty awesome. People feel good, and go for a sunny Autumn – or should I say Summer- walk like it’s July. The smell of BBQ in the neighbourhood. Children staying outside till eleven o’clock. Waking up way too early and wanting to go outside – what a wonderful climate.

Hope to have similar weather for the next couple of weeks. Someone, please?

La bohème 🌷

Ik heb altijd een zwak gehad voor het Franse chanson. Geen idee of het de teksten of de muziek zijn die de doorslag geven.

Feit: op dit moment 6:09 speelt La Bohème op stubru. Fantastisch lied. Charles Aznavour heeft zeker nog betere liedjes, maar dit is gekend bij het grote publiek (dank, stubru).

Mijn omaatje, die twee jaar geleden heenging, was fan van Joe Dassin. Op haar feestmis draaide alles om haar muziek. Als ik ga werken, zit er aan het station Brussel Centraal een straatmuzikant op accordeon “haar” muziek te spelen. Uit de metrogang weergalmt ook vaak “haar” muziek, gespeeld aan tweehonderd per uur door een groep latino’s. Ze zou plezier hebben.

Mijn omaatje had niet alleen uitstekende muzieksmaak, ze was ook een schitterende naaister. Geluk bij ongeluk, toen ze overleed, heb ik een aantal kledingstukken gekregen, en aangezien we hetzelfde figuur hebben, draag ik nu vaak één van haar vestjes, haar hoed of één van haar rokken.

Deze week viert ze feest hierboven.

❀️

-e.

Living for the weekend

At this time, my weeks are pretty busy with exercices, medical appointments and resting… so I am living for the weekends πŸ™‚ Don’t you worry, I don’t party… but I do try to have some fun – with lots of resting too.

Yesterday I had the chance to discover quickly some studios at the Flemish RTBF/BBC, i.e. VRT in Brussels. It was a pleasure! For pictures, see below.

The building itself is very oldschool. The studios (we went to stubru, radio 2, Van gils en gasten) are magnificent. We also could see the old studio of Armand Pien, the man who made the sun shine every weekend at the Belgian Coast.

And, above all, I got my meet&greet with Frank De Boosere. Fifteen years ago I met him during summer holodays with other sick kids… and we’ll meet again soon – to be continued 😁πŸ’ͺ🎹🎹🎹

Enjoy your Sunday!

-e.

Nina cried power πŸ’§

Hozier released a very beautiful song, again. I have been listening non-stop, just as I do with songs I like a lot.

Autumn 2018 will be good. Musically, I mean. Bazart will release their album “2”, Tamino comes with a new album, and so does Uberdope. Belgian brands, the first and last one are even from Ghent πŸ’ͺ❀️

Music is life, it always has been to me. If I don’t feel like talking, I easily calm down with music. Playing myself or listening, whatever I feel like.

So, this new song I wanted to tell you about. Remember “take me to church“? Well, this one is even stronger. I just feel it, the lyrics, the sphere,… a song I added pretty quickly to my favorites on Deezer πŸ’ͺ😍

Enjoy!

-E.

No more what ifs

This has been my trademark since March 2004. Just like the song of Natasha Beddingfield, who was the favourite singer of my friend S*.

I’m not jinxing what could be

Second guessing what I see

There is you and there is me

No what if’s

My crossing fingers knocking wood

‘Cause worrying about we could

Spoil the moment when it’s good

No more what ifs

Could-be’s

One day’s

If only’s

What if I wouldn’t have been ill? What if my mom was not ill right now? What if I wouldn’t have got the best doctors in the world? What if…?

Well, no more what ifs. I’ve decided they are not good for me.

The energy flows where the attention goes

That’s why I try to focus on the good things. Positive vibes: for me that is playing the piano 🎹, music in general 🎢, swimming πŸŠβ€β™€οΈ, sewing and friends. Oh, and photography and reading πŸ“–.

These days you can also add my recovery to the positive things, although it is not easy and I sleep a lot to be able to keep going.

Etikhove, tourist in Belgium
Etikhove, Sept 2018

But hey, a Sunday well spent, brings energy to cover the week, right?

Love,

-e.

Mantra – Bring me… my friends

This week has been quite busy: lots of recovery appointments, lots of resting, and lots of music.

Recovery mode on🀘

This week’s schedule:

  • – One session at the university’s hospital
  • – Two sessions at my osteopath/kinesist
  • – Two sessions at Trace Gent
  • An aquagym session was planned but I had to cancel, I was exhausted 😴
  • Recovery center of UZGent

    Music was my first love

  • I have been playing the piano since I was seven years old. That makes it a 23-year old career, the longest job I have ever been able to.
  • In Ghent we have the wonderful project 123 piano. A project that has been founded by Quatre Mains, a Ghent based piano store and Sioen, a Belgian musician. Later today, the finals will have place under the cityhall of Ghent. Amateur musicians will play with all their heart on an outside piano that lives under the roof of the cityhall until the end of September. Wonderful project.
  • Last Thursday a friend kidnapped me and we went to the cityhall, where I could not resist a little rehearsal on the cityhall piano. Honestly it was fun, I was in a lot of pain, but music is one of my medicines. I prefer my own Sauter piano, though πŸ™ˆπŸ€­
  • Reep Ghent, next to the Vlerick Business School

    My friends are better than yours

    Without my friends, this week I would not have been able to get my car to the garage. I would have slept Thursday all day long. I would not have seen the movie about Grace Jones (what a woman! πŸ’ͺ)

    Tramway in Gentbrugge, Moscou.

    Have a great weekend,

    πŸ’™

    -e.

    I won’t back down – hey baby

    Just like that wonderful song of Tom Petty. I just love this song. I mean, look at the lyrics πŸ’™

    Well, I won’t back down
    No I won’t back down
    You can stand me up at the gates of hell
    But I won’t back down

    No I’ll stand my ground
    Won’t be turned around
    And I’ll keep this world from draggin’ me down
    Gonna stand my ground

    And I won’t back down
    (I won’t back down)
    Hey baby, there ain’t no easy way out
    (I won’t back down)
    Hey I will stand my ground
    And I won’t back down
    Well I know what’s right
    I got just one life
    In a world that keeps on pushin’ me around
    But I’ll stand my ground
    And I won’t back down
    (I won’t back down)
    Hey baby, there ain’t no easy way out
    (I won’t back down)
    Hey I will stand my ground
    (I won’t back down)
    Hey baby, there ain’t no easy way out
    (I won’t back down)
    Hey I won’t back down
    (I won’t back down)
    Hey, baby, there ain’t no easy way out
    (I won’t back down)
    I will stand my ground
    And I won’t back down
    No I won’t back down

    Yep, hell is where I am standing (well, sitting/lying) right now. Days, weeks, even months of recovery lying ahead of me. But hey baby, I won’t back down, there is no easy way out but I will stand my ground. ( And, I hope my mom will too.)

    Got my first session with my personal trainer yesterday. (Later more about Trace Gent). We did not move any mountain, but I guess one day we will look back and see we did move that mountain. Not having more pain than usual today so that’s already something!

    Have a beautiful day

    -e.

    Things you should know about the grandchildren

    Just like the wonderful book Mister E wrote, I haven’t been living the life anyone had planned for me the last fifteen years of my life. If there would be anything or anyone planning, I definitely do NOT agree with his schedule.

    I don’t know anyone living as healthy as we did at home, and yet, two of us have been very sick. I repeat: I do NOT agree with such thing as faith.

    Nobody is perfect. Sometimes even the life of those whom seem to be all right is really a mess. To some people I just appear to be someone who tells what she thinks and fights for herself. Well sometimes it is better to think that way. I do not feel like telling all day long what I have been through. I just try to stay positive, whatever happens.

    There are bad times, and there are better times. Days I just survive and days I manage to enjoy little things in life. When in much pain, I try to do what gives me energy: read a good book, listen to my music, be with friends (and their babies)… or I just go swimming, I sew or I write.

    This weekend was more like #recoverymodeon. My back was not doing very well, just like now (5:18am, not being able to go to work but awake at the time of my work clock…in pain). But I have been with two of my wonderful, strong friends who I love lots.

    I made some pictures. I rest. I ate French fries 🍟 from Belgium of course. I listened to some wonderful classical music, talked about pianos, made some plans for the next couple of weeks…

    In four hours I will be in recoverymode with an extra trainer, who I will write about in one or my next posts.

    For now I’ll iust go back to bed and I’ll try to get some more sleep/less back strokes πŸ™ƒ

    Bye bye 🦁

    Love,

    -e.