Meil oli Idaga vaja lavastada üks Eesti teemaline pilt. Mitte ühtegi ideed ei tulnud. Nädal aega oli mu peas täielik vaikus ja ma olin juba alla andmas, sest ei tulnud mitte ühtegi ideed. Täna hommikul istus Ida tugitoolis, seljas oma lemmikseelik ja mugis isukalt vorstivõileiba. Ja mulle sähvatas, et me ei peagi midagi erilist lavastama. See emotsioon, kuidas laps rahvariideseelikus sööb rukkileiba ongi piisavalt Eesti. Ei ole midagi paremat kui rukkileib. Eriti kui oled pikalt kodust ära olnud.

Minu fotode tegemise oskused on suhteliselt nullilähedased, kuid mu jaoks ei olegi see oluline – oluline on see, et emotsioon edasi saaks antud. Minu meelest sai.

Kui me juba Eesti teemas olime, siis lubasin Idal koos endaga turbamaski teha. Eks ta paras mökerdamine on, aga lapsel oli lõbus ja noh ma hetkel püüan õppida mitte nii range ema olema. Ei pea kõik alati läikima ja korras olema, kuigi Mr. Poppins eelistaks ilmselt, et meie maja läigiks 24/7 nagu prillikivi. Maski juurde tagasi tulles, siis mina teen parasjagu kuuri, mis pidada  näonaha nooremaks tegema. Mitte et ma näeks, et ma juba 10 aastat noorem välja näeks, aga nahk on küll juba paari korraga nii palju pehmem ja siidisem. Võib olla ma kujutan ette, aga mulle tundub, et kuidagi rohkem trimmis on ka. Igatahes hästi värske tunne on alati peale maski tegemist. Täiega soovitan Turblissi kõigile endasugustele, kes “oma vanusest nii palju vanemad välja näevad” (teadjakägude vanasõna).

Mr. Poppins tunneb ka end ilmselgelt palju paremini, sest terve tänase päeva on ta mööda maja ringi tuhisenud ja meid ahistanud oma koristamise jutuga. Küll on siin must ja seal must (hetkel näiteks peseb ta ahjuust). Et ta vaikima saada võtsime me Idaga ka mopi ja lapi kätte ja tegime siis elamise korda. Sai küll ilusam, aga kas see oli nüüd nii kiireloomuline asi, et meie nädalavahetuse idülli oli vaja lõhkuda oma argiliste asjadega. Pseudoprobleemidega.

Mu sõber sul on pseudoprobleem
Pseudoprobleem
Pseudoprobleem

Krt, miks Miljardid edasi ei saanud “Eesti Laulul”?

//Me and Ida needed to stage a photo, that characterizes Estonia. I didn’t have any ideas for that. For a whole week all I could think of was empty silence and I was already about to give up. But this morning, Ida was sitting in an armchair, wearing her favorite skirt and munching on a sandwich. Bingo! I realized, that we didn’t have to do anything special. This emotion, how a child, wearing folk costume, is eats rye sandwich, is Estonia enough. There is nothing better than rye bread. Especially, if you have been away from home for far too long.

I am not the best in taking photos, but for me that is not important at all – it is important to forward the emotion. I think I did it pretty well.

Talking about Estonia, I allowed Ida to do peat facial together with me. Yes, the process was quite mucky, but she enjoyed it and well, I am trying to learn how NOT to be that strict mum at the minute. Everything does not have to be nice and shiny 24/7, though Mr. Poppins would probably love that. Going back to the facial, them I am in the middle of a cure, which is supposedly making your skin look younger. Not that I can see that I already look 10 years younger, but the skin itself is much softer and silkier after couple of times. I might be imagining here, but it also seems more trim. Anyway, I feel so much fresher after every facial. So I highly recommend Turbliss to my kind of people, who “look so much older from their age” (according to the internet know-it-alls).

Mr. Poppins is feeling much better as well, because he has been rushing around the house all day and pestering us with his cleaning blab. There is dirt here and dirt there (at the moment he is cleaning the over door). Just to make him quiet, me and Ida took a mop and a bucket and did the cleaning. Well yes, it looks nicer, but how urgent it was to ruin our idyllic weekend with every day matters, is another story. Pseudoproblem.

My friend has a pseudoproblem

Pseudoproblem

Pseudoproblem

 Damit, why didn’t Miljard qualify to the final in “Eesti Laul”?