Mike has posted his post-dinner-with-my-mom report and i'm happy to say it is excellent. and i quote…
" I bragged you up as much as a mother likes to hear about her daughter. No racy stories–I skipped the "Angel of the Morning" story–and the worst she had to say was, "I just don't want to know who's sleeping in my bed…!"
and it sounds as if mom has done her share of bragging up life in Antibes…Mike is thinking about make it over here for a visit next year…yippee!
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did i actually offend (scroll down to of August 5th "on to Salisbury" entry, see "comments") the ex-mayor of Salisbury? could that be true? and if so, why wasn't the reference to a low-quality public-school lunch program meat dish more offensive?
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cloudy and overcast today, a small relief from the heatwave, which continues to cause suffering and deaths here in France and throughout southern Europe. the air conditioner is now functioning (albeit with the help of plastic tubing, a square of poster board, the classic duct tape, a mop bucket, a bathmat and a watering can…long story!) in mom's bedroom, which you have already accurately assumed i am using in her absence.
spent the afternoon attempting to catch some of the infrequent breezes on the Smuggler Path on Cap d'Antibes which looks eerily like Cave Point in Door County, Wi.
note: previously unknown to me, a fear of/discomfort with hieghts also applies to viewing via goggles the dark, cavernous depths of the sea. (grimace) -
just got word late this afternoon about the major blackout in Canada and the Eastern seaboard of the US,…from where mom is due to take a flight to Maine today! no word yet if she had trouble, but i'm assuming that at the very least she was delayed if the reports of airport backups are accurate. if i recall her itinerary correctly, she does have a spare day to make the boat if needed.
wonder if the blackout made her dinner date with my friend Mike last night all the more interesting?! -
my dear, loveable, gorgeous friend Mike (there we are some 5+ years ago at Genna's in Madison, WI) is taking my mom out for dinner tonight in Boston..bless his heart, he offered to do so, and hasn't never even met her before. (though we've known each other going on 7+ years now, or are Nedrebo's years doubled?!-we used to work there together, ah memories…don't think i have any SOBER pictures of us though, come to think of it…)
just had a lovely little dinner party with the girls..and i managed to "cook" without using a heat source of any kind. just unbearable to think of using the stove (aka: cooker) in this heat… -
damn! damn! damn! mom took the digital camera with her! now i can't show you pictures of the newly-organized (labels forward!) kitchen cabinets!
did i say something before about needing a date?! -
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mom left for her trip this morning…
i've already purchased organizing boxes and attacked the kitchen with copious amounts of bleach…now, where did i put that label-maker?
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"Webster's gone to be with Snoopy and all the
other happy puppies now" -Hil
for an old friend of mine, who's feeling particularly sad today…my Miss Ruby is a shelter/rescue success story (she was one day from being 'put down'!)..but there are so many other sad stories out there…and on the same topic, i received this little so-true ditty from another old (as in "known a long time", you're still young and ravishing Mike) friend yesterday…
1. Dogs are never permitted in the house. The dog stays outside in a
specially built wooden compartment named, for very good reason, the
doghouse.
2. Okay, the dog can enter the house, but only for short visits or if his
own house is under renovation.
3. Okay, the dog can stay in the house on a permanent basis, provided his
dog house can be sold in a yard sale to a rookie dog owner.
4. Inside the house, the dog is not allowed to run free and is confined to
a
comfortable but secure metal cage.
5. Okay, the cage becomes part of a two-for-one deal along with the dog
house in the yard sale, and the dog can go wherever the hell he pleases.
6. The dog is never allowed on the furniture.
7. Okay, the dog can get on the old furniture but not the new furniture.
8. Okay, the dog can get up on the new furniture until it looks like the
old
furniture and then we'll sell the whole damn works and buy new
furniture…upon which the dog will most definitely not be allowed.
9. The dog never sleeps on the bed. Period.
10. Okay, the dog can sleep at the foot of the bed.
11. Okay, the dog can sleep alongside you, but he's not allowed under the
covers.
12. Okay, the dog can sleep under the covers but not with his head on the
pillow.
13. Okay, the dog can sleep alongside you under the covers with his head on
the pillow, but if he snores he's got to leave the room.
14. Okay, the dog can sleep and snore and have nightmares in bed, but he's
not to come in and sleep on the couch in the TV room, where I'm now
sleeping. That's just not fair.
15. The dog never gets listed on the census questionnaire as "primary
resident," even if it's true. -
seriously, i really do need to meet a boy. that little italian number the other night (whether or not a certain someone thinks he was a geek..hey, geeks have incomes!) got me thinking…
sorry, pervs, i'm not going to tell you WHAT i'm thinking!…
