Valamelyik nap bóklásztam a jutúbon és találtam néhány érdekes dolgot. Pl ezt:
The other day i was surfing on youtube and fund this:
(It's a hungarian folksong performed with nearly perfect pronunciation; i recon when foreigners ask us to sing something in hungarian, we usually choose this. It's like Auld lang syne for the british i guess :) )
Aztán meghallgattam őt - Egyházi Géza; anyu kedvenc musical-énekese.
After that i listened him - he is Géza Egyházi (erm... no, i cant write out how to pronunce it in english...) ; he is my mum's favourite musical singer.
(The aria is from the opera Bank ban, title is My homeland, my homeland and it's a very famous and beloved patriotic song for hungarians. Very easy to sing badly, very moving when sing well.)
És utána azt a Simándy Józsefet akiről azt mondta anyu, hogy szép az ahogy az Egyházi énekel, de azért őt sosem fogja utolérni.
And afterwards that József Simándy about whom mum always says that Egyházi is a good singer, but will never beat him at this song.
Már értem.
Now i understand.
Sunday, 16 August 2009
OH csoport - Post with OH content
OH as of alcohol molecules. I really don't know wich one has the more serious effect, a pint of 5% beer or several shots of 40% herb stuff (as in Jägermeister) - tried the first on friday (with live music, mmmm) , the second today/yesterday, well... one month 'till me b'day, always the crazy time of the year for me.
Both feels dizzy, encouraging, and slightly, chocking with tears. Throw in a (still) heartbroken cousin with a pain bigger then this little blue dot planet called Earth here; and a still single myself, and i'm really not nagging, just saying stuff, coz there's freedom of speech in this country, right? I mean people fought for this! I should use it and respect it, whit getting the courage and saying stuff out loud.
I know those with kids but no proper sleep, or those without kids but demanding jobs have they own share too, and they would say, "don't complain" to me, but hey. Don't look down at me just because i don't have neither and my "only problem" is calculating the alcohol effect once a month, otherwise just knitting around absent-mindedly and doing some brainless job, and care for myself, no one around. No, i'm really not complaining. I'm just telling facts, 'coz this is my blog, so that's why it is around in the first place, 'innit? And what if i'm not as happy as i could be, is it a sin not to feel whole being alone instead of "being a strong, independent woman" - hell, i want to be a weak, dependent woman on someone's side for goodness sake, why would i want to be alone if i could have someone to share with?! - but what i want is just a thing. Not something that matters when i could been living in a place where i have no job, or no food, or no rights, or no peace (peace meaning no war here not quieteness) and i i'm thankful i have all those things i have, it's just sometimes i miss the things i dont have and honestly, dont seem such big things that they ought to be denied from me until i'm worth for them, when others who look much less whorth have them and dont give a thought . Just human nature, to be constantly unsatisfied and unthankful with what we have and longing for things we dont have.
And i really dont mind wich one is heavier, the lots of beer or the few herbs, the only annoying moments are the people who think they have so much bigger problems than me, and the silly little me who knows exactly how little my silly problems are.
And cricket is dead boring, and makes rubish football look like the exitment of your life.
Also english guys are rubish. I mean, two beers in four hours, then going home whithout chatting up some girls at the nearby table?! Come ooooon!!!
:D
Both feels dizzy, encouraging, and slightly, chocking with tears. Throw in a (still) heartbroken cousin with a pain bigger then this little blue dot planet called Earth here; and a still single myself, and i'm really not nagging, just saying stuff, coz there's freedom of speech in this country, right? I mean people fought for this! I should use it and respect it, whit getting the courage and saying stuff out loud.
I know those with kids but no proper sleep, or those without kids but demanding jobs have they own share too, and they would say, "don't complain" to me, but hey. Don't look down at me just because i don't have neither and my "only problem" is calculating the alcohol effect once a month, otherwise just knitting around absent-mindedly and doing some brainless job, and care for myself, no one around. No, i'm really not complaining. I'm just telling facts, 'coz this is my blog, so that's why it is around in the first place, 'innit? And what if i'm not as happy as i could be, is it a sin not to feel whole being alone instead of "being a strong, independent woman" - hell, i want to be a weak, dependent woman on someone's side for goodness sake, why would i want to be alone if i could have someone to share with?! - but what i want is just a thing. Not something that matters when i could been living in a place where i have no job, or no food, or no rights, or no peace (peace meaning no war here not quieteness) and i i'm thankful i have all those things i have, it's just sometimes i miss the things i dont have and honestly, dont seem such big things that they ought to be denied from me until i'm worth for them, when others who look much less whorth have them and dont give a thought . Just human nature, to be constantly unsatisfied and unthankful with what we have and longing for things we dont have.
And i really dont mind wich one is heavier, the lots of beer or the few herbs, the only annoying moments are the people who think they have so much bigger problems than me, and the silly little me who knows exactly how little my silly problems are.
And cricket is dead boring, and makes rubish football look like the exitment of your life.
Also english guys are rubish. I mean, two beers in four hours, then going home whithout chatting up some girls at the nearby table?! Come ooooon!!!
:D
Wednesday, 12 August 2009
Pakkot kaptam :) - I got packet :)
Bezonyám, méghozzá Olaszországból :) Már tegnap ideért, de a postás mindig akkor jön, amikor én már dolgozok.
Ezek voltak egy aranyos kék-zöld dobozban: sokszínű, mosógépálló zoknifonal - 100g, elég egy párhoz :) ; két 100% merino gombóc , kékek - csupa olyasmi, amit szeretek :) Plusz egy fincsi mogyorós csoki, amit már le is teszteltem, két pici tusfürdő (hm, randira tökéletesek lennének, már csak találnom kell valakit aki el is hívna :D ) és két tégely méz, rozmaringos és narancsos. Ez utóbbi kettő nagyon tetszik, bár az a bajom a mézzel, hogy nem bírom se az illatát, se az ízét tisztán, de sütibe/teába/kásába keverve szeretem. Úgyhogy majd keresek valami finom, különleges keksz-receptet nekik :)
Legszívesebben rögtön nekiugranék a zokninak, de ahogy magamat ismerem, legalább két hétig fog tartani, mire kiválasztom a mintát. Plusz jó lenne, ha haladnék valamit anyu mellényével, és a saját adandó ajándékommal se ártana foglalkozni - no majd meglátom.
^_^
...
I got packet!!!! Yeah :) From Italy - grazie assai, Dear Pal :)
It arrived yesterday but i was already at work... so i picked it up at the post office today, and these where inside a nice blue-green box:
A multicolour mashine-washable ball (mmm) enough for a pair of socks , two little balls of pure merino (ditto :) ; Hazelnut chocolate bar (tested already, yummmy); two little bottle of shower gels - they'd be perfect for a date, i just have to find someone to take me out :D And two jars of fragrant honey: rosemary and orange. I really love these two, my only problem is that i cant stand raw honey, nor taste nor smell - but i like it in cookies/tea/porridge, so i will look for a nice biscuit recipe and make something special from them!
Oh, and the card of course from my secret pal :) Thank you, thank you very much :)
Cant wait to start some socks with the multicolour - but knowing myself, it will take two weeks to decide on the pattern :D And i want to get a bit further with mum's vest and my presents, but who knows...
^_^
Ezek voltak egy aranyos kék-zöld dobozban: sokszínű, mosógépálló zoknifonal - 100g, elég egy párhoz :) ; két 100% merino gombóc , kékek - csupa olyasmi, amit szeretek :) Plusz egy fincsi mogyorós csoki, amit már le is teszteltem, két pici tusfürdő (hm, randira tökéletesek lennének, már csak találnom kell valakit aki el is hívna :D ) és két tégely méz, rozmaringos és narancsos. Ez utóbbi kettő nagyon tetszik, bár az a bajom a mézzel, hogy nem bírom se az illatát, se az ízét tisztán, de sütibe/teába/kásába keverve szeretem. Úgyhogy majd keresek valami finom, különleges keksz-receptet nekik :)
Legszívesebben rögtön nekiugranék a zokninak, de ahogy magamat ismerem, legalább két hétig fog tartani, mire kiválasztom a mintát. Plusz jó lenne, ha haladnék valamit anyu mellényével, és a saját adandó ajándékommal se ártana foglalkozni - no majd meglátom. ^_^
...
I got packet!!!! Yeah :) From Italy - grazie assai, Dear Pal :)
It arrived yesterday but i was already at work... so i picked it up at the post office today, and these where inside a nice blue-green box:
A multicolour mashine-washable ball (mmm) enough for a pair of socks , two little balls of pure merino (ditto :) ; Hazelnut chocolate bar (tested already, yummmy); two little bottle of shower gels - they'd be perfect for a date, i just have to find someone to take me out :D And two jars of fragrant honey: rosemary and orange. I really love these two, my only problem is that i cant stand raw honey, nor taste nor smell - but i like it in cookies/tea/porridge, so i will look for a nice biscuit recipe and make something special from them!
Oh, and the card of course from my secret pal :) Thank you, thank you very much :)
Cant wait to start some socks with the multicolour - but knowing myself, it will take two weeks to decide on the pattern :D And i want to get a bit further with mum's vest and my presents, but who knows...
^_^
Tuesday, 11 August 2009
(Nem) névnap - (Not) namesday
A naptár szerint névnapom van, de mi mindig februárban ünnepeljük anyuval, akit ugyanúgy hívnak (igazából engem hívnak ugyanúgy mint őt...) úgyhogy ez most nem számít.
Vasárnap megnéztem végre a HP6-ot, mmmm, fincsi volt :) Az első HP film, ami nem "akadt". Piton azaz Alan Rickman pedig... minden alkalommal, amikor ő a színen volt, semmi és senki mást nem figyeltem. Igen, a hetedik könyv tudatában, és igen, ezért kellett egy Rickman kaliberű színész a szerepre. És ahogy az angol mondja, spot-on, azaz kb tökéletes.
Három dolog nem tetszett a filmben, 1. a Harry -Ginny dolog kicsit kevésbé volt finom és fokozatos, de így se volt roszz... 2. Tényleg ennyire meg kellett mutatni Hermione dekoltázsát? Bár a Cormac - Piton páros megmentette a jelenetet :D 3. Mért nem hord senki talárt abban a nyamvadt iskolában? Mindenki muglinak nézettt ki kivéve McGalagonyt, aki szerintem a gonosz mostohanővére ruciját kapta fel.
Na de ez minden, az összes többi remek volt, tényleg, és ez csak szőrszálhasalgatás. ;)
Bérlőtársam még mindig nincs, és ugyan szombaton rendet raktam (valamennyire) azóta csak sikerült még nagyobb kupit csinálnom.
Viszont jó kislány voltam ettől eltekintve, szombaton főztem ebédet - igaz, a grillcsirke-combok közül némelyik odaégett, és a rizs is barnább lett néhol a kelleténél, de feldobtuk ezersziget-szósszal, így ehető lett. Akartam pogácsát is sütni estére, de persze (megint) inamba szállt a bátorságom, úgyhogy csináltam palacsintát. Epres-túrós töltelékkel, nyami lett.
Vasárnap meg sütöttem kenyeret, szerintem kevés élesztőt rakok bele. Ez már kevésbé ragad, mint az előző, de szárazabb is. Azért finom.
Azóta viszont csatatér a konyha. Ki sem merek menni, annyira vesztes seregnek érzem ott magam...
Ja és végre túljutottam a karlyukakon... el se hiszem... kétszer kellett visszabontanom, most meg lelkierőt gyűjtök a mintához. Huhh.
...
According to the (hungarian) calendar, today is my namesday, one of the two official dates in the year - but we celebrate it in february with my mom who has the same name (actually it's me who has the same name as her...)
On sunday, i finally watched HP6 - it was yummmy, i loved it, the first HP movie which was a real movie for me. Snape/Alan Rickman is... well, every time he was on screen, i wasn't watching anything or anyone else. Knowing the seventh book. And yes, this role needs an actor like Rickman. Spot-on.
There where three things however in the movie i did not liked: 1. Harry-Ginny thing was a bit less subtle then in the book, but still ok 2. Hermione's clevage - do they really had to show it?! Though the Cormac-Snape duo saved the scene... 3. Where are the robes? Everyone's lookin' like friggin' muggles in that school except McGonagall, who looked like she put her evil stepsister's robes on.
Ok nitpicking finished, everything else i loved :)
I still dont have a roomie but i have such a mess that i'm afraid to leave my room and face the kitchen which i completely ruined - 'coz i was such a good girl on saturday and cooked dinner (burned grilled-chicken with baked steamed-rice. Thousand-island sauce saved the day :) ) plus pancakes at the evening with strawberry - cottage cheese filling. And on sunday i even baked bread.
And, on the knitting front, i finally defeated the stubborn monsters of armholes - had to rip back only twice...
Now i'm gathering my courage to carry on with the yoke pattern.
(And facing the heroic call of having to wash the dishes).
Vasárnap megnéztem végre a HP6-ot, mmmm, fincsi volt :) Az első HP film, ami nem "akadt". Piton azaz Alan Rickman pedig... minden alkalommal, amikor ő a színen volt, semmi és senki mást nem figyeltem. Igen, a hetedik könyv tudatában, és igen, ezért kellett egy Rickman kaliberű színész a szerepre. És ahogy az angol mondja, spot-on, azaz kb tökéletes.
Három dolog nem tetszett a filmben, 1. a Harry -Ginny dolog kicsit kevésbé volt finom és fokozatos, de így se volt roszz... 2. Tényleg ennyire meg kellett mutatni Hermione dekoltázsát? Bár a Cormac - Piton páros megmentette a jelenetet :D 3. Mért nem hord senki talárt abban a nyamvadt iskolában? Mindenki muglinak nézettt ki kivéve McGalagonyt, aki szerintem a gonosz mostohanővére ruciját kapta fel.
Na de ez minden, az összes többi remek volt, tényleg, és ez csak szőrszálhasalgatás. ;)
Bérlőtársam még mindig nincs, és ugyan szombaton rendet raktam (valamennyire) azóta csak sikerült még nagyobb kupit csinálnom.
Viszont jó kislány voltam ettől eltekintve, szombaton főztem ebédet - igaz, a grillcsirke-combok közül némelyik odaégett, és a rizs is barnább lett néhol a kelleténél, de feldobtuk ezersziget-szósszal, így ehető lett. Akartam pogácsát is sütni estére, de persze (megint) inamba szállt a bátorságom, úgyhogy csináltam palacsintát. Epres-túrós töltelékkel, nyami lett.
Vasárnap meg sütöttem kenyeret, szerintem kevés élesztőt rakok bele. Ez már kevésbé ragad, mint az előző, de szárazabb is. Azért finom.
Azóta viszont csatatér a konyha. Ki sem merek menni, annyira vesztes seregnek érzem ott magam...
Ja és végre túljutottam a karlyukakon... el se hiszem... kétszer kellett visszabontanom, most meg lelkierőt gyűjtök a mintához. Huhh.
...
According to the (hungarian) calendar, today is my namesday, one of the two official dates in the year - but we celebrate it in february with my mom who has the same name (actually it's me who has the same name as her...)
On sunday, i finally watched HP6 - it was yummmy, i loved it, the first HP movie which was a real movie for me. Snape/Alan Rickman is... well, every time he was on screen, i wasn't watching anything or anyone else. Knowing the seventh book. And yes, this role needs an actor like Rickman. Spot-on.
There where three things however in the movie i did not liked: 1. Harry-Ginny thing was a bit less subtle then in the book, but still ok 2. Hermione's clevage - do they really had to show it?! Though the Cormac-Snape duo saved the scene... 3. Where are the robes? Everyone's lookin' like friggin' muggles in that school except McGonagall, who looked like she put her evil stepsister's robes on.
Ok nitpicking finished, everything else i loved :)
I still dont have a roomie but i have such a mess that i'm afraid to leave my room and face the kitchen which i completely ruined - 'coz i was such a good girl on saturday and cooked dinner (burned grilled-chicken with baked steamed-rice. Thousand-island sauce saved the day :) ) plus pancakes at the evening with strawberry - cottage cheese filling. And on sunday i even baked bread.
And, on the knitting front, i finally defeated the stubborn monsters of armholes - had to rip back only twice...
Now i'm gathering my courage to carry on with the yoke pattern.
(And facing the heroic call of having to wash the dishes).
Thursday, 6 August 2009
Hiroshima
Hogy el tud menni mellette a világ.
64 éve volt.
...
The world passes by it way too easily.
64 years.
Csak pár kép - Just some pictures
Tegnap érkeztek :)Arrived yesterday :)
Az egyetlen szalonképes fotó szombatról :DThe only picture from saturday i dare to show :D
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