Date: 21/04/07 The chirping birds and my internal clock wake me at 8:30am. Friday at last.
Date: 21/04/07 Marcel, worker bee, already hard at work.
Date: 21/04/07 After an hour of fiddling around, I finally sit behind my computer to read e-mail. Via Google Talk, Marcel tells me that Thunderbird 2 is available for download. Which I do, posthaste.
Date: 21/04/07 Mid-morning and as usual I'm feeling a bit peckish. I end up getting a bowl of left over spaghetti. It's always so much better the second day.
Date: 21/04/07 Noon and Tag starts getting restless. He's ready for a walk.
Date: 21/04/07 While Marcel ventures into the park, I take a short cut and meet him on the other side.
Date: 21/04/07 I photograph this tree every year with a different camera.
Date: 21/04/07 I race out to return the DVD's I rented the night before. On the radio I hear that we can expect temperatures to rise above 20C this weekend. I look forward to uncorking the rosé in the refrigerator.
Date: 21/04/07 I doubt we'll be doing anything but lounging around the house all weekend, just in case, I fill up the gas tank. Well not totally full. Fifty euros would have filled the tank 4-years ago. These days, seventy about does it.
Date: 21/04/07 Meet the "Five O'clock Club". Marcel and I are honorary members. We enjoy wine, beer, and Dutch culinary delicacies as we reflect on the week gone by. The perfect way to unwind.
Date: 21/04/07 The hot chocolate is so sweet, I feel like my teeth are going to fall out. I ask myself why I even bother.
Date: 21/04/07 It's almost 9:30pm and 'LOST' is about to start! Black olive and artichoke pizza, my favourite.
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