the digital camera is staying with Mom in Antibes for the moment, so the blog will be a little image-light for awhile. sorry. it's rainy and gray here now anyway if that's any consolation.
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cat: 5
dog: 2
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i'm such a wuss. it's chilly here tonight, like in the mid to low 50's (13C)! thank goodness mom brought over (to Cannes) not only my dog, but The Ugly Sweater as well. but i can't find anything to keep my toesies warm and to top it off, somehow the hot water decided to call it quits this afternoon. i don't think i can face a cold shower in the morning. i might have to stay in bed under the covers all day tomorrow instead.
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why is it that cats never fail to know exactly when you are reading an exciting passage, and choose that exact moment to sit on your open book? why does the sun vanish and the cold wind appear when you have loads of laundry to do (sans dryer) and not a clean pair of knickers in sight?
and why, why, why does watching sappy love story movies late at night, alone, with a glass (um, bottle) of red wine seem like a good idea at the start? will i never learn??? -
gorgeous, unique jewelry store. charming sales gal/owner. very helpful, cheery and interested in helping Erin, 'the young' find a ring that suits her and thrilled to help me, "MAMAN" find an appropriatly stylish necklace.
that's right: i was mistaken for THE MOTHER of my same-age girlfriend. dear god, what did i do to deserve this?!?!?!
she and i both realized right away her error of course (or so i choose to believe!), but she was too embarrased to ask if she was wrong, i was too mortified to correct her. so it continued. "Maman" bought a very sassy necklace–you know; for an old lady. "La Jeune" can go to hell! -
Thomas got the job with World of Wonder productions! woo-hoo! he's off to Hollywood!
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update from master researcher Peg re:my Visa nightmare. so far, it doesn't look good. though the Artist Visa allows me to live here, it does not allow for working. she did discover however, that i can legally work as a prostitute without a visa, as long as i don't have a pimp.
or i could aways try (harder) to find that EU husband. hmm, that's the same thing isn't it? -
Erin's "Flying Chicago to Nice via Brussels (who goes thru Brussels??) Alone with Two Year Old Toddler and The Giant Misplaced Jogging Stroller" story is getting a run for its money from Thomas' "40 Hours Each Way to LA via Amtrak" saga. read about it and have a good laugh here.
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another Regatta today…so many sailboats, so little time.
