Right of Answer!!!

I think i have the right to explain myself about the ashaming attack i've been the victim by my beloved Carla...... :)

I've been raised in the respect of others, always beeing polite and respectful of my neighbors.... but only in one condition... the respect as to come the other way too.... so let me give you some examples....

There are a lot of dogs in our neighborhood, but only two are annoying, and guess what the two dogs are the only dogs the owners don't take care of. Those poor animals are tied 24/7 behind the house without beeing able to run and play, nobody takes care of them.... you really wonder why people take dogs.... i guess one day they were like, oh yeah my neighbor has a dog, i need one too... but never noticed that in fact a pet is alive and need attention.... I'm sorry i don't respect those kind of people, plus in our street, true, people are not rich and i understand that, but people make efforts to keep their houses clean. Those neighbors are the only one with the crappiest garden i ever saw, plastic everywhere, trashes... and more...

My second point will be the stupidity.
Let's go back to this same neighbor that regularly burns his plastic trashes in his garden, making everybody suffocate in the street, and killing slowly our planet... i mean really? those people are that stupid not to understand that plastic is not meant to be burned like this? I'm sorry, but when i see this, it doesn't appeal my respect a lot.

My other neighbors wich are nice people, at least taking care of their dog.... (By attaching him at OUR door everyday so they won't be bothered lol). those 'nice' people have a van, at least 200 years old, and yesterday they started the van and let run the engine for ONE HOUR before they actually get in it and leave.... The whole street was full of smoke, my all house was smelling benzin, all the clothes Carla just washes were good to wash again cause of the smell....

I say ok i can be respectful... but not with basic stupidity, i won't respect people who doesn't know basics of respect to the neighbor, the ecology, and animals.....

True those people are very smiley, they always great you when you get out.... but I say... smiling doesn't make you smart, or civilised....

Another annoying point, the children... ok they're children... but i think even them are grown alone and not taken care enough by their parents.... i feel like a circus attraction since I'm here.... example two days ago the technicians from Indovision came to install in my place, i had to open the gates to let their car in... In less than one minutes at least 6 or 7 kids came to the door, to watch me while laughing and even without asking were coming inside the garden, checking how it was inside.... I don't blame them of course, I blame the parents.... cause for example my mum was concerned enough to teach me respect of property, and not to be rude with people.... Once again i blame those stupid parents taking care of nothing.....

So question : WHY SHOULD I RESPECT THOSE PEOPLE IF THEY DON'T EVEN HAVE A CLUE OF WHAT RESPECT IS?


let the one without sin throw the first stone in my face lol :p

The Enemies are....

the neighbours' dogs and children.

As opposed to Surabaya's many cats, neighborhoods in Bali are full of dogs. Dogs are cute and Vincent and I love them. In fact when we feel we have more time to put affection to one, we will get a dog.

But when there is at least one dog in every house of an alley that has perhaps 50 houses cheek to cheek, it may not be a good idea. Add at least one child in every two houses to it. And these are the noisy children who ran back and forth, shouting and scaring the dogs out.

Result: the most noisy morning (or afternoon, or evening, or night).

Vincent almost lost his temper (as usual) last weekend. He took a few small rocks, put them on the balcony of our bedroom upstairs and said to me, "If these evil dogs bark again, I'll throw these rocks onto their house!"

I tried to cool him down that there is no point of making enemies here. But he was like, "But they started first!"

And very quickly as we talked, the dogs started barking again. In a blink of an eye, Vincent jumped out to the balcony and threw one rock on top of the roof where the dogs were.

Coming back inside the room, he said, "One more bark, I'll aim at the window."

He's unbelievable!!!

I mean I'm disturbed, too (though not as bad as he is, since I was brought up with a 24-hour noise - cats meowing every night), but I really don't see the point why we have to attack them for what the dogs have done. True they could have educated the dogs. True they could have silenced them since they were really disturbing the neighbours. But who would really care to do that when the other neighbours also have dogs and they don't silence them either?

This is what I was worried about before we took the house. Not the house itself, but the surrounding. Vincent didn't get it back then. But now he does.

Chef in Action

Meals

Normally I'm the one cooking in the house. But since we moved, and my working schedule is changed to a later hour, I naturally come home later too. With the 30 minutes drive suffering from suffocation - thanks a lot to the car/motorcycle exhausts - I'm now too tired and demotivated to do any cooking once I arrive home.

Dear boyfriend was at first grumbling and protesting that I did not feed him lately. But then he finally gave up sulking and started preparing the meals himself.

First one was beans and sausages. It actually tasted very, very, very good if only it didn't burn.

Second one (shown in pic) is avocado salad. Presented nicely with salad sauce on top. I could finish 2 half-parts of them (the four halves were supposed to be all for me). But my Indonesian tongue is not used to too much wine vinegar and Dijon mustard. The cook said, "But I already made it mild!!!"

Third one and last one so far was ham sandwich. We went to Ace Hardware yesterday and there was a toaster on sale. Vincent said, "Hey I want you to prepare me sandwich with this for my lunch!" I went like, "Sure, take it." But as usual, he is hardly a patient guy. As soon as we arrived home, he insisted to try out the toaster at that very time. So he went out again to Carrefour and bought some bread, ham, tomatoes and cheddar cheese, while I fell asleep in my room. He went upstairs to tell me that dinner was ready. And.... guess what, this is the best meal he made so far. Hihi...

But apart from that, ISN'T HE FREAKING SWEET???