My cat loves to scratch his nails on the carpet, stairs, couch and so on. It was surely time for a scratching pole, but the bigger ones are always quite expensive so I decided to make one myself.
Things you need:
– an old bookshelf
– 24 meters rope
– cd holder
– fluffy cushion
– old scarf
1. I used an old bookshelf for the top and the bottom of the scratchingpole. I cut in into two parts, one part bigger than the other so you get a stable base. Cost: €0,-
2. I bought a wooden cd holder to use as the middle part of the scratching pole. I would attach the rope on to this part.Cost: €2,- second hand shop
3. I painted the part of the shelf that’s gonna be the bottom part. I just searched the shed in the backgarden and found some blue paint. Cost: €0,-
4. I bought 24 meters of rope in a hardware store and I wrapped this around the cd holder, glueing it at the corners. Cost: €10,-
5. Then I attached the top and bottom part to the cd holder and put an old fluffy cushion on the top so my cat could chill on that part. Cost: €0,-
6. At last I wrapped the rest of the cd holder with an old scarf so the whole thing would be covered. Cost: €0,-
And the result is there:
Easy, cheap and fun!
In Holland we love to cycle. We ride our bikes everywhere, no matter what the weather is like. Rainy that is, mostly. But cycling long distance sometimes makes your bum feel like you’ve been kicked in the arse a few times, pretty damn sore. When I came across this kind of bike, I immediately felt this is something for me. This new developed bike is more for people who just like to, hang out. The bike has no saddle, but a belt that keeps you from falling back to earth.
Check out the video, this looks awesome! Should we all change to this type of cycling?
Be thankful for what you have.. no more comments needed.
Going to the cinema alone is sad. At least that’s how I thought about it when I was a bit younger, going to the movies with a group of friends and looking at someone sitting there by himself. Going to public place or events all by yourself does make people wonder whether you don’t have friends or been stood up.
Recently I began to think it might not be such a bad idea to go to the cinema by yourself. When I thought of it I can to realise I do enjoy travelling and shopping alone. No one you have to wait for or has to wait for you, you can go whenever, wherever you want..
Going to the movies alone would also be one of the the least awkward things to do alone. You can arrive late, it’s dark so noone sees you being alone anyway and the only thing you need to do is watch a movie, and let’s face it, you don’t really need company for that.
Last Wednesday I decided to try it myself. I really wanted to see the movie ‘Intouchables‘ and so I had the perfect movie to go watch by myself. I must say I was a bit nervous, not about going there alone, but more of the reactions of others. While I was waiting for the doors to the theater to open I see a couple looking my direction. Perhaps they weren’t even talking about the fact that I was alone, but still it felt like they did. Apart from them, noone really seemed to care. Maybe they thought I was waiting for my Other Half. When I looked for my seat and it became clear that noone was gonna join me, I saw some people giving me ‘the look’. Teenage boys giggling and whispering a bit, not too obvious though. At that point I stopped caring about what others might think and actually started to enjoy myself and relax. The moment the lights go off and the movie starts nothing matters anymore. We were all there to watch the movie and noone can see who is there with who. I laughed my arse off during this movie. One of the best films I’ve seen in a long time. Just too bad I have noone to share the experience with.. 😛
A rich quadriplegic, living in a mansion in Paris, requires a live-in carer. A young offender turns up for an interview, but he is not really looking to get the job. However, to his surprise, he is hired. The two men then develop a close friendship.
As you might have noticed I love slides. I recently posted a youtube video where they put a slide instead of a stairway at a trainstation, which I thought was a brilliant idea. Now I came across some pictures of a house designed by a Japanese architect; with a slide as well as stairs. This really is a child’s dreamhouse (and mine!). It looks so awesome, I just had to share it!
The house where the magic happens!
Slide or the stairs?
Easy choice.. SLIDE!
How cool is this!?
I love festivals. I love the vibe and the people. All sorts of people enjoying the music and freedom. Chilling in the gras listening to bands with a beer in one hand and the feeling of the sun shining on my face. And dancing all night while meeting random people from all over. Crazy stories, crazy nights. This weekend my two friends and I went to the Midsummer Festifarm in the north of Holland. This first edition of the festival took place on a farm and the atmosphere was hippie-ish; leave no trail, respect nature as well as eachother and chill out. Friday night was special, since it was Midsummer we celebrated the longest night of the year by rocking with bands and chilling by the bonfire.
The weather forecast for the weekend was not to be cheering about; rain, more rain and storms. Luckily the weather on Saturday was really good, good enough for a swim in the lake anyway.The bands were great and the people nice, lots of love! When can I go again?? 😀
Our tent in the not-yet-so-messy stage
After swimming in the lake. No pictures!!
One of the stages
Art project during night
It’s officially that time again. That time of madness where everyone goes crazy, get’s dressed up and drinks until they drop over a game of soccer. I’m from Holland and the Dutch are big into their soccer. Everyone seems to watch the matches and everyone pretends to know everything there is to know about soccer and our national team. The Dutch go crazy when it comes to soccer championships. They practically move to a camping spot in the country where it’s held, overruling everyone else with their overdone orange appearance, beer crate towers and loud singing in broken English. But not only abroad they’re making an ass of themselves, try to avoid Holland during the FIFA if you don’t want to get stuck in the middle of a drunk orange crowd, thinking you got sucked into a fanta soda.
There are a few different kind of viewers. There’s the die-hard fans, who claim to have the exclusive right to say anything about whether it’s offside or not and push you away from the screen while shouting s-s-h-h!! when you put down the peanuts. Then there’s the gamblers, who don’t even care that much about soccer, but just find any excuse to bet over and don’t stop sending e-mails to join their poules. The most annoying would be the emotional viewer, who drinks until he drops when his team is winning but ruins your party when they lose. Last but not least is the kind that most women belong to; the accidental viewers, who watch because there’s basically nothing else to do. Who enjoy dressing up in sexy orange dresses, having the table full of orange snacks, have a few drinks and watch twenty-two hot men running around a field in sexy shorts, waiting for them to take off their t-shirts. That last type of viewer is often not appreciated by the die-hard fans, who often tend to get annoyed with the last named and throw popcorn at them.
Even though I’m part of the last group and I usually don’t give a tiny rats ass about soccer, during the World Cup / European Cup I reveal a whole new side of me. Out of nowhere I change into the die hard fan and find myself shouting soccerterms at the tv that until recently I’d never heard of before. I’m the one that pushes away anyone who even dares to come close to the screen and I end up knowing all the names, birthdates and relationship statuses of the players.
What I also enjoy is the solidarity that comes with these championships. I love when ones every two years our nation becomes one, everyone is supporting the same thing and is out to have a good time and celebrate together. I love to see foreigners also dressed up in orange and finally feel like they’re a part of it. Once every two years there’s no racism, but we all love eachother because we’re all part of the same team: Holland. Also for that reason I hope we will last a bit longer in championship, so we can enjoy all the happiness that comes with it.
I don’t want to be thinking about the horrible match we played against Denmark yesterday, but I’m getting all pumped up and reading for the match against Germany. I don’t know if I dare to watch, since we’d rather eat our own hands than losing from our biggest rival. It’s not like we hate the Germans, we just don’t like them. 😉
Let the games begin..!
Who do you reckon is gonna win the European Cup?
Today I put myself to the challenge and tried my third recipe. My homemade veggieburgers and egg and spinach pasty were a big succes, now it was time to really put myself to the test: preparing fish.
I once made fish before and it turned out rock hard and tough. Wasn’t edible at all. This time I would do it a little different and look up to see how it’s done. In the supermarket I found four cod fillets for only 2 euro. At home I defrosted them in cold water before getting started. (I’m warning you, the picture does not do justice to how good it tasted!)
Cod fillet with dill and parsley:
4 cod fillets | dill | parsley | lemon | salt | pepper | flour | 1 egg | paneer | butter | oil
– Put the fillets on a plate and put some seasalt, pepper, dill and parsley on them.
– Cut a lemon in half and drizzle the juice over the fillets. Leave it for 10 minutes.
– Put down three plates, one with flour, one with beaten egg and water, one with paneer/breadcrumbs
– Heat a fryingpan with lots of butter and a bit of oil (so the butter won’t burn).
– Place the fillets in the flour, then in the eggmix and last in the paneer.
– Place the fillets in the pan and fry for 10 minutes until they’re golden brown. You might want to add sliced lemons to get an extra lemon flavour or add a bit of garlic.
– Serve with a lovely dipsauce like garlicsauce of mayonaise.
I always hate to cook rice, because with me it always turns out to be too mushy or overcooked. Today I made the perfect rice according to a simple rule: 1 cup of rice = 1 cup of water. Put this in the pan with a bit of salt and drop of oil. Put the heat up with the lit on. When the water starts to boil, turn down the heat and let it boil for another 10 minutes until the rice is ready.
2 onions | 2 red peppers | broccoli | 3 cloves garlic | curry powder | 2 cups of cream | salt | pepper
I just thought curry would be nice with the fish, so I made a broccoli & red pepper curry. I chopped the onions, garlic, red peppers and broccoli into pieces. The broccoli I chopped into small pieces so I didn’t need to boil it before stirfrying it.
Put the oil in the wok and add the onion, pepper and garlic. Fry until the onions are a bit brownish. Add the broccoli and a little bit of water. Leave 7 minutes on low heat. Add the cream and the curry powder and mix well until you get a nice sauce. Add some salt & pepper and perhaps some more spices for more flavour.
I hadn’t plannend on posting this one here, so the picture doesn’t look too great (I’m not a food blogger) but I’m telling you (and so do my roommates, who are boys and have high standards when it comes to food!) that it really is delicious!