Nädalavahetusest pääsesin napilt elusalt ja tervelt. Laupäeval käisime Kadrinas tööd tegemas - ladusime puid Ljuba kuurist auto kärusse ja hiljem käru pealt meie kuuri. Ja niimoodi mitu korda. Seal Ljuba kuuris tegime ketti, sest see kuur oli üsna kitsas (see oli suures osas puid täis, sellepärast). Mina olin peamiselt teine lüli - ma olin kuuris sees ja Ardo ja Enn kes puuriitadel turnisid (need ulatusid kõrgele lae alla) ulatasid mulle puid sealt ülevalt ja igalt poolt mujaltki. Igal juhul, selle tegevuse käigus sadas mulle kaela terve hulk puid, luud, potikaas ja nii üllatav kui see ka pole - väike vikat või midagi selletaolist, mis oli kavalasti puude vahele ära pandud, niiet keegi seda ei näinud. Alles siis kui see oli minust sentimeetri kauguselt mööda ja maha kukkunud, sain ma aru, millest olin pääsenud. Hämmastaval kombel ei saanud ma pihta ka ei puude ega potikaanega, kuid luud tabas mind küll veidi ootamatult. Õnneks oli see selline pisikene, niiet jäin terveks.
Katsumustest pääsenud ja kodus tagasi, otsustasin teha kaerahelbe-õunakooki. Tõeliselt hea tuli, proovige ka! ;)
This weekend was full of perils. On saturday we went to Kadrina to my grandmother's place where we had to get firewood from the shed of my grandmother's friend, who just died, to our shed. The first shed was tiny so we used the chain method - standing in a line handing each other the pieces of wood - for loading wood into a trailer (or whatever it's called...it's the open one you can pull with your car). I was the second link standing inside the shed and Ardo and my uncle were giving me the wood they were unstacking from the stacks that were quite high - they reached the ceiling, so they were over 2 meters tall. Anyway, while doing this work, a myriad of things kept raining down on me from these high stacks of wood - several pieces of wood, a broom, a lid of a pot and surprisingly - a small scythe or something like that, that was cleverly hidden between the wood so that noone saw it until it was lying on the floor after it had fallen past me with just centimeters to spare. I was really lucky because I didn't get hit by it, or as a matter of fact, the pieces of wood and the lid of a pot also missed me. Only the broom hit me by surprise, but it was ok as it was a very small one.
Later , safely at home, I decided to make a n oatmeal-apple cake. It was really good! The link to the recipe is in the Estonian text, but the site is unfortunately only in Estonian, but if someone is interested, I can translate ;)
Päev 11 - laul sinu lemmikbändilt
Ma arvan, et mul sellist suurt ja kindlat lemmikut ei olegi. Üks lemmikutest on näiteks Justament ja siin on minu lemmik nende lugudest - 36 :D Kui Ardo ükskord 36 saab, siis ma äratan ta hommikul üles just selle looga.
I don't think I have one favourite among bands, I have several that I really like. For example, an Estonian band called Justament is one of them. They make this kind of country style music (I guess...I don't know much about music styles :P). And here is my favourite from their songs - 36. It's about a man who has just turned 36...so it's like a birthday song; kind of. When Ardo turns 36, I intend to wake him up in the morning by playing this song :D