girl at large

I like to write about life when you have a job, some kids, a fixer upper and a fatal disease.

Category: domestic bliss

  • i just got in trouble for using an egg. one egg. like three days ago.

  • it's rainy and chilly today, a good day to stay inside with a book. which is exactly what mom and i feel like doing since we've both picked up some kind of flu bug. nothing serious, but not fun.

  • sorry, no other pictures of Peg's visit afterall. though i brought the camera on the boat for our family sail on Friday, i was too frozen with fear to fish it out of my bag. it was actually my first time sailing on La Tishie Mae. once i got over the paralyzing fear of the…

  • we went to the Cirque Arlette Gruss Thursday evening…a great show, though none of us could understand the bit with the spangly-leotard-clad girl jumping about in a large plastic bowl of water. something was lost in the translation. and much to Bert's disappointment, no midgets (P.C. Peg: "little people! little people!"). but the boys flying…

  • Bert is happy as a clam today..loaded down with leftovers from last evening's little shindig at the boat (on the dock). Mom and i are loaded down with a bit of a hangover, quelle surprise. Ruby was the belle of the ball..and is sleeping it off this morning, tail still wagging. i hope Peg doesn't…

  • my sister, bless her, slept with her husbands t-shirt last night because it smells like him. awww…ack! isn't there a code of conduct when Married People spend time with Chronicly Single people?!

  • my sister Margaret flew in from London Tuesday afternoon…i now know why our family never does the airport pick up thing.

  • we had a fantastic dinner at Gavroche in Cannes to celebrate Liz's birthday last night…fabulous food, very friendly proprietors, great company and small charming atmosphere in the hilly streets of the old town. Mom won't stop raving about it, has decided that is where she wants her birthday dinner next month. i think the after-dinner…

  • we hopped the 200 bus to Cannes yesterday for a change of scenery and to pick up a few things at the well-stocked art supply store there..or so i thought..mom will use any ruse to go gambling.

  • as i've promised mom not to "rag" on her anymore about her domestic habits, or 'lifestyle choice" in regards to tidiness, i will vent via blog. because i can't help it, i just have to let it out somehow! and this should spare her having to listen to me grumble, i mean, i do totally…