Category: it’s all relative
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Mom's purse was stolen last night while she and Bert were eating at DeCito. money, credit cards, French bank card—gone. (and i'm really bumming–she had our only pot of Carmex in there). that's what she gets for going to our local without me. the staff was just as upset as she was, Cute Waiter said…
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Haut-de-Cagnes we've been feeling a little house-bound lately, so mom and i decided to spend the afternoon in the medival village of Haut-de-Cagnes (above Cagnes sur Mer), have a little lunch and a wander around in the tiny, charming lanes. lunch was great–the town is dead quiet this time of year, though it wasn't much…
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"I'm getting a little drifty in my head".
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Margaret has a job interview this week, Maria has four strong leads for her new property management work (with some spillover work for me) and i've had two good responses to my work inquiries…things are looking good this week. could there be a 'career' star in our houses or some such hippydippy thing? i tell…
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winter 1974 and winter 1977 (by which time we'd graduated from cardboard and a bit of string to a proper sled) i have to remind myself of winters like these when i find it too chilly and grey here this winter…it's all a matter of degrees. no complaints here today! at least it's not minus…
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my brother works for the coolest (and kookiest) place…wouldn't it be nice if a large part (or any part) of your job included humor like this?
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Christmas Day, sunny, in Menton Mom and Bert sailed (motored) to Menton for lunch with Aunt Peg and Uncle Natale…Ruby and i took the warmer (though slower!) train over.
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me and my sister, Christmas 1977, Fond du Lac, Wisconsin, wearing our new Sesame Street Big Bird winter stocking caps–one of which came to a disasterous and somewhat violent end a few years later whilst atop my little brother's noggin. bad dog. very bad dog.
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to me, Christmas will always be Tea at The Drake, munching Frango Mints til you're sick, window displays down the Magnificent Mile, peeling obscene amounts of potatoes for mom's famous dish-to-pass, staying in Mies Van der Rohe apartment buildings, clothespin angels on the tree, shopping at Water Tower Place (and pretty much ignoring the actual…
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