Not many things can wind me up, but here is one of them:

During my school run this morning I heard this: The Rolling Stones are on the road again and have announced nine cities for their North America tour (Vancouver isn’t one of them!). Tickets are up for grabs for as high as $ 500 each. No, the price didn’t shock me- over charging, over-greedy rock starts and bands are out everywhere. What made me hit the ditch was this one: Mick Jagger and Keith Richards will be 70 (!!!) this year!

WHY? Why on earth do they still want to perform? Do these men have a serious ego problem? At their age they should be gracing the cover of “Wealthy Retirement!” But no, they are heading straight into the Guinness Book for “Oldest Farts on Stage!”

What I find most disturbing is that Mick is only one year older than my father Siggi! Can I see my Dad strutting his stuff? No, he is my father; he is the granddad to my children!  I wouldn’t want to see him anywhere near a stage. I want to see him dancing with my mom- not to make a fool of himself in front of an audience. Is my dad a rock star? NO

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To me, there are only two associations with The Stones:  Mick Jagger and Keith Richards, which equals Sex and Drugs! The two ingredients associated with being a rock star- kept alive by these two!

Even Dominic, one of their biggest fans, doesn’t want to fly to Vegas to watch them play! He learned from his mistake back in Amsterdam when he took our teenager to watch the oldies from Aussieland, AC DC. His verdict: Way too loud and SAD!

WHY? WHY can’t The Rolling Stones leave a good thing alone? Why can’t they leave their fans with the memory of what has been? And why for Christ sake do they want to charge $ 500 bucks per ticket? With their fame and fortune they should offer one last farewell concert for free- as a THANK YOU for loyal support over 50 years!


Hold it Christina, you are NOT a rock star! You only know how it feels to teach an awesome aerobics class in front of 50 participants or to cater for 100 guests in your coffee lounge. You have no idea how it feels to be applauded and cheered on by thousands of people- right! I can see myself sitting behind the computer at 70. Hopefully by then I have figured out what all the buttons and functions mean! I can still see myself tying my running shoes or doing yoga. But I have a problem with making a fool of myself.

It is obvious these men haven’t discovered what any sensible man (my father included) should know: Keep it simple, only ever marry one woman. If you have an affair make sure the lady doesn’t get pregnant. Divorce proceedings and alimony are expensive- so I hear; not to forget about certain drug habits. They cost a fortune to maintain and to keep you alive costs probably even more!

At least, this explains their ticket prices.

Or is this all wrong? Did I get it all mixed up? Should I see The Rolling Stones as an inspiration to all of us? Are they a prime example of Do what you Love doing and keep on doing it – up to old age? An age where most men already suffered their first stroke or heart attack, had hip replacement and trying to chase after their grand kids?

Nope! Think what you want, I stick to my original statement: LEAVE IT ALONE GUYS!



Sometimes a father and his sons need bonding time – the activity of choice was a trip to a Walmart Supercentre for a delightful, deal seeking afternoon of happy spending. It was the perfect opportunity for a Me, Myself and I time at the comfort of our own home.

The last item on my compiled shopping list was a ‘good priced ($ 10.00), waterproof mascara’. This is a simple enough item to buy- so I though –  and started filling up the bathtub.

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Unbeknownst to me I sent my poor guys on a wild goose chase around the vast isles of the beauty department. Faced with the impossible task to make his wife happy (to find the right product at the right price), I received a desperate phone call from within the cosmetics section:”What colour did you say you wanted, brown, black or blue?”

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One minute late the phone rang again:”What exactly do you want to achieve? Thicker, longer. more defined and separated leshes? Or rather ‘glossy, big,. bold, natural lashes?’ 2012-10-14 11.57.51

Another phone call later I was asked:”Would you like the ‘fusion edition?’, the ‘mega power’, the Çolossus’or rather the eye brightening effect?’

I haven’t been asked that many questions about a product since I first started buying nappies. But I love the fact that Dominic takes his task serious! And yes, he succeeded with this impossible task. He came home with a $6.99 black, waterproof device that promises to ‘deliver the million Dollar look!’ Don’t you just love a man who thinks like you do?

My point is? Just a reminder that we are surrounded by an abundance of choices (but you knew that already)! Apart from that: We are all sales people! Take the product developers, marketers and professional sales folks aside. On a daily basis we are ‘selling ourselves’, aka our personality, to get something fixed, exchanged, borrowed, agreed upon, cancelled, excused, extended… you see my point. The real reminder is, we all have something unique within us! If we know what it is and use it properly, our I – Brand becomes extra-ordinary!

Or in more simple terms: Ladies, if you are in need of a peaceful afternoon, send your family shopping – make a long list and add one ímpossible’ item to find. Learn from my mistake and give explicit, detailed instructions on the product you desire – or switch off your phone!.


Is this the impossible task or a mindset?

My legs were begging me “come on, let’s move”and my head told me “I need to think about something”. Therefore, I went for a run!

It was pouring down with rain, but the small gesture of tying my shoelaces only reconfirms the old saying:  Mind over Matter;  if we really want to do something we will do it -regardless of the circumstance(s)..

Yesterday was Black Friday, the day after American Thanksgiving. Two days ago my new neighbours across the border praised the Lord; Americans were thankful for what they have and were counting their blessings.

Yesterday, Canadians and Americans alike were counting their blessings for the opportunity to purchase consumer items tax free.Yesterday, we were grateful for the invention of credit cards and we praised our banks for their willingness to lend us money.

It is a crazy world we live in: We purchase in the name of ‘keeping up appearances’, in order to keep our children happy, to look good in front of our neighbours… or for whatever reason we decide to open our wallets for.

The real Christmas frenzy hasn’t started yet, but Black Friday is a good indicator of what to expect. Tempted by too many Special Deals and Big Savings for items we don’t really need we spend and spend. The sad, but true fact about money is, you can only spend it once! Therefore we should ‘hand it over’  wisely. Apparently not so. It is much easier to spend invisible money  (i.e. put it on credit) than real bills and coins because we can’t see and feel them.i.e. it is so easy to lose track of expenditures!

As a citizen of the modern world I own both, a credit- and a charge card. And truth to be told, I love them both! But, before I put them to good use I always think of my father. His philosophy on credit cards is:”Only charge what you can afford to pay back straight away. If you can’t buy it now, save up for it!”

I like this particular pearl of wisdom from him and live accordingly. The banks don’t like me much, but my frugal spending habits have served me and our family well so far.

BUY within your budget. Honestly, how hard is that? Such a simple formula, but so hard to live with!?

Everyday we are listening to radio and TV reports of how much the average US and Canadian citizen spend during the most wondewrful time of the year! There is more spending frenzy between now and Dec. 31 than at any other time of the year and the individual debt is pilling up.

Dominic came home the other day and gave me a big, fat kiss! The kiss was one of relief and happiness. He just listened to another disturbing report on the radio about the hardships individuals are facing when they can’t pay off their Christmas debts by next March or April.”I am so happy you don’t behave like the rest of this continent”, refering to my conservative, old-fashioned budgeting.

I liked this spontanuous and small gesture from my husband. And yes, during Black Friday I joined the madness. But, I knew my limit and stayed within it.

Ïf running in the pouring rain is a mindset, so should be  debt-free shopping. Both take discipline and a certain mindset – and this in today’s world seems extra-ordinary. Don’t you agree?


I know I promised you “Fright Night”, a haunted house filled with blood thirsty creatures roaming around during full moon, causing goose bumps, palpation and sweaty palms to every living soul. 

Unfortunately, this has to wait till the next time!  Something else came up and I need to get the following off my chest first. I am a woman- changing my mind / my script / or my intention is part of the gender description!

What or who spooked me? My de-railing comes in the form of Mr. Eye Candy, David Beckham.

Personally, I like his looks and I love the idea of him being a devoted (?), progressive father. Anyway, I spotted his latest picture in his undies for the H&M campaign (you’ve seen the one, taken by tourists in the tour bus?). This alone caused my housewife brain to go into overdrive.  Then I picked up a dated edition of “Hello’ magazine during my holy hour at the library! Here he is again, Mr. Handsome, besotted father with his daughter in his arms. I can’t remember the quote exactly, but it went something like this:

“Now that I have a daughter I can’t run around half dressed anymore”

Or did he actually say “naked”? Or was it “…in my boxer shorts anymore”?

Is he joking? Or does a prude lurk inside this well chiselled, well camouflaged body of his?

If this is the truth can I make the assumption that his three boys have never seen Victoria in her Eve costume? (This should read “Adams costume” actually. But you will only get this pun if you know her maiden name)!  

For Goodness sake David, get real! Your daughter has three brothers. Sooner or later, at one occasion or another, she will find out what that dangly thingy is you guys have and we girls don’t.

Of course, it is your own business how to bring up your children!  But wouldn’t you agree that it is much easier to let it all ‘hang out’ or simply grin and bear it – at least in your own home?  Confined to your own four walls? Let’s face it: If you can’t run around naked within your own four walls, where else can you?  And if you do, look what happened to the future Queen of England.

 If your children won’t see their own parents naked – how else will they learn about the small differences?  Where else should their see it or learn from? At their friends house (I hope not!), on TV (most likely), at a peep-show (Holy C.., better late than never?), on the beach (you have some explaining to do right there and then) or in some books and magazines (probably the safest bet).

As for me, I whole heartedly support the ‘no secret’ policy! –  That’s what we did (and still do?) in Germany.

My three boys know how I look like.  I never made a big deal about it. And the result?  They don’t really care about this whole subject on being nude!

 Do you agree? Is this part of being extra-ordinary? To me it is!

On this note, I wonder what is going on in Madonna’s house!

Happy to hear from you!