Isn't this a room for a princess?
I love it and so does Mendel.
In the corner she has a dress-up area where she stores all dresses and accessories. The walls are adorned with Disney princesses....
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Mendel's bedroom
Isn't this a room for a princess?
I love it and so does Mendel.
In the corner she has a dress-up area where she stores all dresses and accessories. The walls are adorned with Disney princesses....
Our first house issue: Water Damage
So we happily painted the master bathroom last weekend (at least two accent walls) and removed the heater from the wall so we could also paint behind it.
In the evening I opened up the window in that bathroom so the paint smell could escape.
In the morning while I was still in bed, Wim told me that the heater hadn't turned on that morning and he was going to check downstairs what the problem could be.
Then I heard the rush of water .... outside ... it's raining hard ..... oh no, that's not outside, it's coming from the bathroom!!!
I rush to the bathroom (not seeing a thing because I wasn't wearing my contacts) and just hear (it was dark) the water rushing out. "WIM... WIM"... he doesn't hear me and I can't stop that water from rushing out. Then it stops.
I rush down and I see a nightmare.... the ceiling of our kitchen is dripping with water. We can see from the wetness of the ceiling that the water is spreading further and further, so Wim ended up making a hole in the ceiling so the water can get out.
What happened: the master bathroom tiles had spaces between them that weren't filled properly and the water just poured right in between.
To make a long story short: We called the builder, then our insurance, then Wim's brother (works in insurances) and then again the builder. The builder is going to give us a quote (including painting and deductible) and we'll have it fixed that way.
I am very glad the water damage was confined to the kitchen ceiling (the only one that had only 1 layer of paint) and that it didn't damage the living room ceiling.
Pff... it could have been worse... ;-)
In the evening I opened up the window in that bathroom so the paint smell could escape.
In the morning while I was still in bed, Wim told me that the heater hadn't turned on that morning and he was going to check downstairs what the problem could be.
Then I heard the rush of water .... outside ... it's raining hard ..... oh no, that's not outside, it's coming from the bathroom!!!
I rush to the bathroom (not seeing a thing because I wasn't wearing my contacts) and just hear (it was dark) the water rushing out. "WIM... WIM"... he doesn't hear me and I can't stop that water from rushing out. Then it stops.
I rush down and I see a nightmare.... the ceiling of our kitchen is dripping with water. We can see from the wetness of the ceiling that the water is spreading further and further, so Wim ended up making a hole in the ceiling so the water can get out.
What happened: the master bathroom tiles had spaces between them that weren't filled properly and the water just poured right in between.
To make a long story short: We called the builder, then our insurance, then Wim's brother (works in insurances) and then again the builder. The builder is going to give us a quote (including painting and deductible) and we'll have it fixed that way.
I am very glad the water damage was confined to the kitchen ceiling (the only one that had only 1 layer of paint) and that it didn't damage the living room ceiling.
Pff... it could have been worse... ;-)
Saturday, November 10, 2007
What a nerve....
It's 3pm on a Friday and my friend Nivea and I are waiting at the preschool door for the school bell to ring, chatting away in English.
The bell rings, the door opens, and all parent rush in to pick up their little darlings.
When I find Mendel, another mom approaches and the following conversation follows (in Dutch but I'll translate):
- other mom: Why were you speaking English outside to the other lady
- me: Because we always speak English and she is not fluent in Dutch
- other mom: Then maybe you should talk Dutch to her so she'll learn
- me: Well, we always agreed to continue talking in English so that I can still practice mine, as well as the kids.
- other mom: Well, I think this is not appropriate on a Dutch speaking school!
- me: HUH ??? < I started trembling with anger >
- me: Well, it's exactly that kind of small mindedness of Belgians that frightened me to move back to Belgium.
I could have said much more but didn't want to create to much of a scene and hurried outside to pick up Elias at the other gate.
Not wanting to scare others to move to Belgium though ;-)
The bell rings, the door opens, and all parent rush in to pick up their little darlings.
When I find Mendel, another mom approaches and the following conversation follows (in Dutch but I'll translate):
- other mom: Why were you speaking English outside to the other lady
- me:
- other mom: Then maybe you should talk Dutch to her so she'll learn
- me:
- other mom: Well, I think this is not appropriate on a Dutch speaking school!
- me: HUH ??? < I started trembling with anger >
- me: Well, it's exactly that kind of small mindedness of Belgians that frightened me to move back to Belgium.
I could have said much more but didn't want to create to much of a scene and hurried outside to pick up Elias at the other gate.
Not wanting to scare others to move to Belgium though ;-)
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
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