10 January 2010

In the start of this year I changed the look again on http://www.reginadesign.nl and added a lot of new linkware sets. I so hope people like them. I continue working on the new sets.

A new year is here now. I so hope it brings steady work. Switching from factory to factory and working in awful places is not my thing. I want a job where I can be a Regina again! I know I must search more and I will do that! Wish me luck!

Januari 23

A day, a moment in the life of Fido.

Fido my shy Red cat lives

outside in the summer but

when the winter comes you

can find him spending his time

sleeping on comfortable places

like here in the window

enjoying the heat. He was

a bit grumpy when I took

the pictures but decided to

turn around and sleep again.


February 9

Again so cold here in the Netherlands. It is one of the coldest winters we have lately and everywhere in the world you see that extreme weather. Washington is covered with snow and in Moldavia animals die of the extreme cold...

Last thursday again a martes get to the guinea pig cage and took one. I found the little white animal dying and the vet wasn't that kind to her when he puts her too sleep. I regret my decision to take it to the vet.

I secured the cage and when the weather is better we make the changes permantly. I so have enough of this.

You see the fish moving under the ice in our garden. Our garden doesnt have much colour. Even the snowdrops are hardly seen. Guess they are waiting for the sun... So do I!

It has been years ago but I start to knitting again. Fun! Great! Working on a green sweater now but already I see it wont be my best one.

Friday February 19

Yesterday I had enough for the boys in the house. All the talk about football and that men stuff so I decided to take a walk. It was dark and where I could I peep inside and seeing different kind of styles of home decoration, old fashioned, very modern and sometimes the cozy I so like. I walked alone and it started to rain a bit.

The moon was almost hidden and I couldn't see the stars. I missed that. I remember 9 years ago when I was walking with my dog Sheena and when I look op I saw stars. Of course it was out of range of city lights. When you look closely you could see the satellites as well. They move and go back. But yesterday I was walking with the stars covered.

Then I walked across the house where once a wonderful old lady lives. As a cabdriver I brought her sometimes to her family and back. That I don't remember so clearly but I like here ideas and how proud she was on her garden. Now other people bought the house and when I was walking there I saw that the whole garden was empty and bare. All the plants where thrown in the corner, waiting to be destroyed and a bit sad I was walking home....


March 23

Spring has really arrived now. The garden shows now the start of the growing from all kinds of plants. It is so good to see them back. The snowdrops are yet flowering but the daffodills starts now. A lot of green and colours returning in the brown garden.

When the sun is shining you see a few of my cats enjoying the warmth.

Yestarday I felt so bad. My cold was terrible and I even almost fainted in the shower. Spend most of the time in my bed, feeling sad and sick. It helped a bit but still today I am slow in everything.

April 13

While listening to the music of Dan Fogelberg I am working in the garden, cleaning up the little garden house and seeing all the plants that are returning from the wintersleep. Some are bigger. Some not yet and some I dont see (yet)

The Trees show their fragile green and the Magnolia starts to flowering. Spring is here!!!!

april 15

It was such a nice weather that I sit down in the sun with my tea and in the garden the youngest cat was sitting in the soon forget-met-not flowers and start her cleaning.

And that was only a small part of her body.

The animation is a bit messy. My camera moved too much for letting the animation run smoothly.

from Pearl Jam:

thoughts arrives
like butterflies
but he don't know
so he chases them away

Feeling tired lately. Worn out. I am loosing things. I wish I could sleep in bed under the stars (it shouldn't rain:-)) and see daytime and the night that comes.

How to Find Happiness: 7 Timeless Tips from the Last 2500 Years

by Henrik Edberg

What do you want?


A great job?

A fulfilling relationship?

Go sailing around the Pacific for a few years in your very own luxurious boat?

Or just to get along better with yourself?


Perhaps you want one of more of those things. But beneath those and many common wishes, if you take it a step further, often lies a wish to find happiness.


One good way to find a few useful, life-improving and time-tested tips is to look back. To look way back through history. To find ideas that have arisen in minds over and over the last few thousand years. Here are seven such ideas about how you can find happiness. Maybe you´ll find them helpful.


1. You choose.


Most people are about as happy as they make up their minds to be.
Abraham Lincoln


Very little is needed to make a happy life; it is all within yourself, in your way of thinking.
Marcus Aurelius Antoninus


The world of those who are happy is different from the world of those who are not.
Ludwig Wittgenstein


How your view yourself and your world are conscious choices and habits. The lens you choose to view everything through determines how you will interpret what is happening. And from your interpretation you act. And all of this becomes your life.


You can choose to find happiness in small, everyday things. You can choose to interpret what happens in a positive way. Or in a negative way.


And your choices controls much of how much happiness your will find and create in your life.


2. Focus on the present, not yesterday or tomorrow.


When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us.
Helen Keller


The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance, the wise grows it under his feet.
James Oppenheim


You only have now. And now. And now. Yesterday is a memory and you cannot change it. Tomorrow is just a fantasy in your mind right now. So live more in the now, focus on the present moment and today. Think and worry less about yesterday and tomorrow. Otherwise you might miss a great deal of happiness that is available to you right now.


3. Don’t forget to be grateful.


Man is fond of counting his troubles, but he does not count his joys. If he counted them up as he ought to, he would see that every lot has enough happiness provided for it.
Fyodor Dostoevsky


We tend to forget that happiness doesn’t come as a result of getting something we don’t have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have.
Frederick Keonig


Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
Marcel Proust


One of the simplest and quickest ways to turn a negative and sour mood into a more positive one is to be grateful.


A few things you can feel gratitude for are for instance: The sunshine and the weather. Your roof. Your health. A good TV-show, a movie or a song. Your friends, family, co-workers and just about anyone walking down the street.


Just try if for a minute and see how it changes how you feel. And it’s a win/win solution. You feel great because you are grateful about your world and the people you are grateful for feel great too because they feel appreciated. So don´t forget about gratitude or you may forget about the happiness that is already in your life.


4. Help someone else find happiness.


Since you get more joy out of giving joy to others, you should put a good deal of thought into the happiness that you are able to give.
Eleanor Roosevelt


Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.


If you want happiness for an hour — take a nap.
If you want happiness for a day — go fishing.
If you want happiness for a year — inherit a fortune.
If you want happiness for a lifetime — help someone else.
Chinese Proverb


Happiness is like a kiss. You must share it to enjoy it.
Bernard Meltzer


This is certainly one of the most popular ideas I’ve found about happiness. And it might sound clichĂ©d and empty. But it works very well. When you make someone else happy – by, for example, helping them with something – you can sense, see, feel and hear it. And that happy feeling flows back to you. And then, if you’d like, you can boost you own ego by thinking something like: ”Wow, I really made him/her happy!”.


And since the Law of Reciprocity is strong there is another upside. People will feel like giving back to you. Or they might feel like helping/sharing it with someone else. And so the two – or more – of you keep spreading the happiness.


5. Get rid of a couple of your less valuable desires.


If thou wilt make a man happy, add not unto his riches but take away from his desires.


You can never get enough of what you don’t need to make you happy.
Eric Hoffer


That man is richest whose pleasures are cheapest.
Henry David Thoreau


If you want less instead of more, more, more then your desires are more likely to be fulfilled. And if you throw away a few of those desires that you may not really want or need that much anyway you’ll probably start to feel less stressed and worried. This is a calmer and better place to be to enjoy your day (tip #2) and to take the time discover the happiness that is already in your life (tip #3).


6. Do what you like to do.


Success is not the key to happiness. Happiness is the key to success. If you love what you are doing, you will be successful.
Albert Schweitzer


Happiness is not in the mere possession of money; it lies in the joy of achievement, in the thrill of creative effort.
Franklin D. Roosevelt


A pretty obvious one. But it’s still easy to trap yourself into doing what you don’t want to for many, many hours. And seldom do what you really love to do. And I guess this one ties into tip #1. You may not be able to choose to do what you want to do right now. Or for many hours each day or week. But you almost always have a choice to do more of what you really want to do. There is always time. Or time you can free up. You have a choice.


7. Or at least do something.


Action may not always bring happiness; but there is no happiness without action.
Benjamin Disraeli


Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do.
So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
Mark Twain


One of the best ways to not find happiness is just to hold yourself back and do nothing. Seldom show up. Paralyze yourself through over analysis. It’s not always easy to take action, it can be scary and hard and difficult. But if you don’t take action you’ll be missing out on a lot. Including many moments, people and experiences that can bring you a lot of happiness.

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How to Shower Like a Woman

1.      Take off clothing and place it in sectioned laundry hamper according to lights and darks.

2.      Walk to bathroom wearing long dressing gown. If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas.

3.      Look at your womanly physique in the mirror - make mental note to do more sit-ups

4.      Get in the shower. Use face cloth, arm cloth, leg cloth, long loofah, wide loofah, and pumice stone.

5.      Wash your hair once with cucumber and sage shampoo with 43 added vitamins.

6.      Wash your hair again to make sure it's clean.

7.      Condition your hair with grapefruit mint conditioner enhanced with natural avocado oil. Leave on hair for 15 minutes.

8.      Wash your face with crushed apricot facial scrub for 10 minutes until red.

9.      Wash entire rest of body with ginger nut and jaffa cake body wash.

10.  Rinse conditioner off hair.

11.  Shave armpits and legs.

12.  Turn off shower. 

13.  Squeegee off all wet surfaces in shower. Spray mold spots with Tilex.

14.  Get out of shower. Dry with towel the size of a small country. Wrap hair in super absorbent towel.

15.  Check entire body for zits, tweeze hairs.

16.  Return to bedroom wearing long dressing gown and towel on

17.  If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas.


How To Shower Like a Man

1.      Take off clothes while sitting on the edge of the bed and leave them in a pile.

2.      Walk naked to the bathroom. If you see wife along the way, shake wiener at her making the 'woo-woo' sound.

3.      Look at your manly physique in the mirror. Admire the size of your wiener and scratch your ass.

4.      Get in the shower.

5.      Wash your face

6.      Wash your armpits.

7.      Blow your nose in your hands and let the water rinse them off.

8.      Make fart noises (real or artificial) and laugh at how loud they sound in the shower.

9.      Spend majority of time washing privates and surrounding area.

10.  Wash your butt, leaving those coarse butt hairs stuck on the soap.

11.  Shampoo your hair.

12.  Make a Shampoo Mohawk.

13.  Pee.

14.  Rinse off and get out of shower.

15.  Partially dry off. Fail to notice water on floor because curtain was hanging out of tub the whole time.

16.  Admire wiener size in mirror again.

17.  Leave shower curtain open, wet mat on floor, light and fan on.

18.  Return to bedroom with towel around your waist. If you pass wife, pull off towel, shake wiener at her and make the 'woo-woo' sound again.

19.  Throw wet towel on bed.

May 27

 Right now I am painting the hall. Because it is an old house it isn't easy and I expect to paint for at least a week. I do it slowly. Every day I want to paint 3 hours.

How you can sleep in a box::

The solution of how to arrive by the formula to understanding women :-)


The first two weeks of June

The first two weeks of June I started with repainting the hall in our house. First it was red with gold but now it is white with purple. Slowly (cause there was many nightshifts in between and my taxirides) I painted the walls white and again white and again.

Then at first I wanted to do the borders and the frames kreta blue but choose purple instead.

Right now at June 13th I finished below. Now the stars and above.  That will takes some weeks too.

The hall seems bigger and is much lighter now but it still smells strongly to paint.

The second start of the paintjob starts soon.... (on the ipod I listen to music when I paint and there is now a purple vingerprint on it)

from the mail:  from a very good friend of mine!

A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere.
 - Groucho Marx

After extensive research, I have determined that cats do have nine lives. But this has made for some awkward moments on the autopsy table since you can never really tell which life is nine.
 - David James

Anything on the ground is a cat toy. Anything not there yet, will be.
 - Anonymous

Cat: a soft indestructible automaton provided by nature to be kicked when things go wrong in the domestic circle.
 - Ambrose Bierce

Cats aren't clean, they're just covered with cat spit.
 - John S. Nichols

Cats instinctively know the precise moment their owners will awaken...then they awaken them ten minutes earlier.
 - Jim Davis

Curiosity killed the cat, but for a while I was a suspect.
 - Steven Wright

Curiosity was framed. Ignorance killed the cat.
 - Anonymous

Free to a good home - female cat or husband.
 - Anonymous

"Husband says either he goes or cat goes.
Cat fixed, husband isn't.
 - Ad in the Flint, Michigan Weekly World News"

I gave my cat a bath the other day. He just sat there. Actually, I think he enjoyed it. It wasn't very fun for me, though. The fur kind of stuck to my tongue.
 - Steve Martin

I got rid of my husband. The cat was allergic.
 - Anonymous

I think my favorite thing in the house has to be the cat...mainly because she's just like a big piece of noisy Velcro when you toss her at the sofa.
 - Michelle Argabrite

If one owns a pretty cat, it's best to avoid the furrier.
 - Jacob Cats

Ignorant people think it's the noise which fighting cats make that is so aggravating, but it ain't so; it's the sickening grammar they use.
 - Mark Twain

I'm not much of a cook. My favorite thing to make from scratch is a purr.
 - Anonymous

A cat at rest will tend to remain at rest, unless acted upon by some outside force, such as the opening of cat food, or a nearby scurrying mouse.
A cat will move in a straight line, unless there is a really good reason to change direction.
Any pill given to a cat has potential energy to reach escape velocity."
 - Anonymous

Managing senior programmers is like herding cats.
 - Dave Platt

My husband said it was him or the cat. I miss him sometimes.
 - Anonymous

Nature abhors a vacuum, but not as much as cats do.
 - Lee Entrekin

Never hold a dustbuster and a cat at the same time.
 - Anonymous

One of the most striking differences between a cat and a lie is that a cat has only nine lives.
 - Mark Twain

Or as Schroedinger's wife once said, "What did you do to the cat? It looks half dead."
 - Anonymous

Outside of a cat, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a cat, it's too dark to read.
 - Sign at Lilac Hedge Bookshop, Norwich, VT

Question: What about the way cats claw the upholstery?
Answer: Learn to like fringe!
 - Missy Dizick

The cat is a dilettante in fur.
 - Theophile Gautier

The clever cat eats cheese and breathes down rat holes with baited breath.
 - W. C. Fields

They say a cat always lands on his feet, but they don't mention the pain.
 - (as Garfield the cat) Jim Davis

To err is human, to purr feline.
 - Robert Byrne

We need a word for all the kitty-prints that are all over my windshield because the cats like to lie on my hood when the car is still warm.
 - Megan Coughlin

You know when people see a cat's litter box, they always say, "Oh, have you got a cat?" Just once I want to say, "No, it's for company!"
 - Anonymous

Cats do care. For example they know instinctively what time we have to be at work in the morning and they wake us up twenty minutes before the alarm goes off.
 - Michael Nelson

I found out why cats drink out of the toilet. My mother told me it's because the water is cold in there. And I'm like: How did my mother know that?
 - Wendy Liebman


In spring and summer winds may blow

by Walter Savage Landor

In spring and summer winds may blow,
And rains fall after, hard and fast;
The tender leaves, if beaten low,
Shine but the more for shower and blast

But when their fated hour arrives,
When reapers long have left the field,
When maidens rifle turn'd-up hives,
And their last juice fresh apples yield,

A leaf perhaps may still remain
Upon some solitary tree,
Spite of the wind and of the rain . . .
A thing you heed not if you see.

At last it falls. Who cares? Not one:
And yet no power on earth can ever
Replace the fallen leaf upon
Its spray, so easy to dissever.

If such be love, I dare not say.
Friendship is such, too well I know:
I have enjoyed my summer day;
'Tis past; my leaf now lies below.


July 30

Just started to read the Books of Tolkien. Lord of the Rings. So Wonderful!

What a beautiful world! It is hard to lay aside the book and do other things. I watch the movies again. It keeps me busy in the summer of 2010.

I have so much space on the website of Regina's Design. Still I fill it regularly with new websets. There are so many photo's waiting for a webset to make.

I start thinking on a new look on Heart Treasures. Am not sure what. I love the colour but want to change the look.

On this homepage I dont have the urge to change. Cant explain why. The background is simple black.

August 23

Still reading the book of tolkien. I am busy with The Return of the King. Too fast it goes.


Just got the news that the Chestnut of Anne Frank felt today. Pity....



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September 15

Just started to go to the library again. I really missed it. All the books. In my What do I read Book Selection I shall tell more about the books I have from the library.

hihi got it again on how to write a book; It is so funny!

Philip Pullman on How to Write a Book

First, make a plan. Get a large piece of paper, the largest piece you can find, and some of those little yellow Post-It Notes. Write down an idea for a scene on each of the yellow stickers and stick it somewhere on the paper. When you have a whole bunch of them, say about forty or fifty, move them around till they are in the best order you can find. That's the plot.

Next, you make up some characters. You need a mixture of good ones and bad ones, old ones and young ones, rich ones and poor ones, pretty ones and ugly ones, and so on. That way every reader will have someone to identify with.

Then you need to do some research. You want to write about life in a medieval castle? Go to the library and look it up. You want to know what kind of clothes they wear in the north of Finland? Go and find a National Geographic. You need to do lots of research. Make photocopies of everything you need. The more research you do, the more interesting your book will be.

Then. . .

Well, then you take your big piece of paper with the plot on its yellow Post-It Notes, and your careful notes about the characters, and your photocopied information about castles and Finland, and you bundle it all up into a heap and you throw it all away.

Forget it.

It's useless.

And you start writing something completely different, something that you have no knowledge of, something that just came into your head, something that is utterly strange to you.

And you're seized by a fever of excitement. It's like falling in love; it's like setting out on a thrilling voyage; it's like no other joy in the world. You are possessed. You feel radiant. You give off light.

But. . .There comes a time, part-way through (in my case it usually happens around page 70), when you fall out of love with it. In fact, you begin to hate it. You read it over and you are convinced that never has anyone, in the history of the world, written anything so slack and feeble. You are ashamed. You can hardly look at yourself in the mirror.

But because it's too late now to do anything else, and because you're a stubborn so-and-so, you write on grimly until you get to the end. Then you put it away and decide to be a football player or a film star or a brain surgeon instead. Anything must be easier than writing.

But after a little while you think. . .No, it wasn't that bad.

And. . .When I started it, I was really excited.

And. . . Maybe if I looked at it again, I could tinker with it and cut that bit out and maybe bring that character in a little earlier, and it might work.

And you get it out and think. . . Hey, this is actually not bad at all.

And so you cut it, and you fiddle with it, and you change the order of this bit and that bit, until the story works. If it were a table, it would stand up without falling over, and you could put things on it and they wouldn't slide off, and from some angles it might actually look quite pretty.

That's the time to stop. You can polish a story so hard it vanishes under the gloss. I like stories (and pictures, and music) with a rough edge here and there. I like to see the brushstrokes, the kind of marks that show that a human being made this, not a machine. So stop before your work becomes slavish, and send it to a publisher, and hope your book meets the eye of an editor as wise and intelligent as you are, with just as much taste and almost as much talent.

Then you do it all again. Get a large piece of paper. . .

Well, that's all I know about writing books. I've been doing it for twenty-five years, and I shall do it till I die. But long before I wrote my first book, I used to tell stories to anyone who'd listen: my younger brother, other kids at school, parents, teachers. . . And I haven't stopped doing that, either. I was a teacher myself for several years, and the classes I enjoyed most were those where I told stories: Greek myths, folk tales, fairy stories. I still do that. There's a college near my home in Oxford where I teach a course on the traditional tale, and I pretend I'm teaching something, but actually it's only an excuse to tell stories to an audience of students. And they pay me for it!

The Golden Days of October are here now and lately I wonder about life and death and meaning, also know that I thinking too much and let things slip away. With the death of and old lady I wonder and feeling also a bit death here too.

With someone else I have to deal her legacy. All her stuff, the old things and her belongings.. No, she wasn't rich. She left a lot of glasses and handkerchiefs and cups with flowers and golden edge behind. I witness a family member who put all these in bags and he hadn't enough hands to take more. If I was visiting him I bet he still has everything (a lot of things are broken) in bags. That hurt me so much. Those things don't have value but it belonged to someone. Someone who cared and the stuff was from her life. Then I look around to my possessions. Abba Books, Tree books. Tolkien, Albums, cd, clothes, dvd and photo's and all of this tells about the person behind. About me.

It will tear out my heart to see how other people will throw them away. But then you are death. When you are death the person simply stop. Perhaps there is life after death. Perhaps there is reincarnation or another thing but when you are death it is over. And you cant take things with you. I looked at the body of the old lady and saw only emptiness. The body just left behind and her soul, her spark did go to a place we cant follow. And once we all go that way...

On Death
 Kahlil Gibran

You would know the secret of death.
But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?
The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light.
If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life.
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.

In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;
And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.
Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.
Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king?
Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?

Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.


November 6...

 Leaves in the Fall come tumbling down,
Scarlet and yellow, russet and brown,
Leaves in the garden are swept in a heap,
The trees are ready for sleep.



November 16

The day the fog shows magic:

November 28

My guineapigs are so funny, They have a big not that beautiful yet place in the garden where they stay in the little gardenhouse and they can walk outside. It is cold now here in the Netherlands. A big and thick blanket I have on some little houses inside now for the winter. But often they are outside or walking around in the place inside without any cover. And when they think they get food they make sure I hear them.

Guineapigs are so wonderful and I like them very much.

Next year we give them more room and I will get some more guineapigs. I take them from the shelter of guineapigs. When animals are walking free they are so beautiful and so great!

December 21

With this cold weather we have now I like to drink hot chocolate or coffee with some delicious applepie so much!

December 25

Merry Christmas!

December 26 Second Christmas day

This morning I woke up. My boyfriend left the bed an hour ago. But whit snow outside and with still sleeping eyes I read and dreamt a bit. Didn't want to get up. So after reading some pages I decided to give my fear that is always whispering of quilt and future troubles and turn to myself in the warm and cozy bed and ask, please tell me about your fears and troubles and worries.

My little voice that often can be so loud didn't say nothing.

"Please" I say. "I listen"

Nothing was heard and it was a long, long time ago I experience that. I sit behind my troubles/worries and fear and give it all the space and still nothing was heard. My mind was quiet and that was so right, it felt so good.

The whole day Fear and Troubles and Worries didn't say nothing.

I got up, took a shower, put my beautiful blue long dress and joined my friend to drink coffee and a delicious cake to start the day.

Late December the 30.

Just watched an episode from Beauty and the Beast tv serie. Oh so romantic. The magic is still there.

Tomorrow the last day of 2010. Looking back I think it was not that great. Not that bad also but I hope 2011 will be better for me.

It seems we saying goodbye with a lot of snow. It is still snowwhite outside. And again such a cold and long winter.

Wish you a great 2011! The new diary is ready and waiting!

Hugs Regina









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