I've been wearing a lot of blue lately. It is my favorite color.

It also makes me feel safe and calm. Blue has always been an important part of my wardrobe. In my teenage years, I used to wear a lot of blue clothes, I wouldn't go out without at least one piece that was blue.

I remember in college, I once went to the doctor and she told me that I should keep wearing this light blue cardigan (that I adored) because it really suited me very prettily. I was surprised byt this statement but I'm pretty sure I still have this cardigan somewhere in a box.
I also remember that I was wearing that cardigan on some of my most precious and best pictures of myself during my time in Germany at my good friend, Brigitte's wedding + New Year's Eve.

What is your favorite color? Or which color makes you feel different?



This weekend was full of unexpected events, some bad, some great.
I'm going to write about one bad but I'm not going to be complaining (so much).

I fell yet again from my bike.


I don't know what it is with me and bikes but it seems that I have some sort of curse:
When I was about 8, my lovely white bike broke in two, right in the middle, while I was riding it.
When I was about 12, I wanted to do just like my brother who  just went through a 90° angle and went right down... the field. I was so in shock I couldn't move for a moment.
When I was 16, I almost fell but could find my balance again but hurting myself because I took my Mom's bike which was a man's bike. Ouch! I also wanted to get into our tiny pathway with the bike and scratched all my left hand fingers. Ouch again!
Just last Summer, we were riding our bikes in Limburg, Belgium and we were looking at how beautiful the nature was and we slowed down and I couldn't avoid the biker in front of me and fell (I have to admit that I was trying to take a picture and ended up with my right hand really high up so I wouldn't break my iPhone. Since then I bought a lifeproof case).
And so this time, I got stuck in a tram rail.

I've been afraid it would happen but I managed not to get too close to the tram rail or to completely avoid them or to cross them in such a certain way that the wheels of my bike wouldn't get stuck. But we went to this street (that I've never been to before) and the street is so narrow that you have to pass the tram rails.

I got stuck once but could get out real quick without any trouble but then I was scared (and I was tired) and got stuck again without being able to get out of it. And fell.
I really hurt myself this time and started to cry (mostly because I was afraid of the cars behind us) and asked BabyLuv to take the bike away from me. I couldn't walk properly and was all wet. My left feet hurt terribly as I tried to walk and my right calf was pouncing pretty hard. I took a look at my legs and saw it was nothing bad so we went on to go to the restaurant, but I wouldn't ride my bike.

I think I won't take that street with my bike ever again and I'll also be 100 times more careful. I heard some of my colleagues talk about it (falling off because of the tram tracks) but I'd never thought that it'd be that scary.
Later on, I came across the image below and thought about how ironic it was. I think this was very accurate. LOL!



Jeroen Meus & I - Antwerpen boekenbeurs 2012

As much as I love books and cooking, when I went to Antwerp's annual "boekenbeurs" I didn't expect to meet my favorite chef,  Jeroen Meus (who happened to have written his 4th cooking book).

jeroen meus boekenbeurs
What I like the most about the way he cooks is that it's accessible to anyone, whether you know how to cook or you're a total beginner, his explanations are always very easy to follow and he really makes it fun to try new things.
varkensgebraad - jeroen meus
His books are written in the same fun and easy-to-follow way as his program, Dagelijkse Kost, that I try to follow every week or so (I love that they put a big review on Sundays). I love that he takes you to other culinary cultures as much as regional cooking and most importantly that the ingredients are always in season.
Thanks to him, I learned to cook Belgian famous meals (that my mother-in-law cooks deliciously) like "Stoofvlees", "Varkensgebraad" and "Balletjes in tomatensauce" and I love learning about where all this cooking comes from. Here's to many more "lekker" recipes and great evening of cooking! 
dagelijkse kost books - jeroen meusdagelijkse kost 1-2-3-4dagelijkse kost - jereon meus

I'm not sure how to think about the past couple of weeks: I've been feeling under the weather but I'm not unhappy. I've been nibbling but I also ate pretty healthy food. I grew my finger nails but can't stop biting at the skin around it. I've been wanting to do something with my hair but I don't want to cut it.


I guess I can say I'm being confused and confusing. I think I just need to stop for a moment and think about what I really want to do. At least for the last two months of this year. I have so many projects I want to start and I'm being such a lazy head that I haven't started any and always find an excuse. This has to stop.

I think I can say that I'm fed up with how I treat myself. I need a good kick. Not from anyone else, but from me. I need to change the things I don't like in my everyday life. And I'm the only one who can do that. I'm not going to start tomorrow, I'm going to start today (and writing on my blog is something I love and should do more often, so here goes).

It is also funny, when I think about it, how much I said that on my blog: "I should change", "I'm going to change", "Next week i'll do that". It never lasts very long and it's very disappointing. Someone told me once that it only takes 21 days to turn a bad habit into a good one. Let's see how I'll do.