Hello from Londontown! sorry to leave anyone in the dark the last few days…i've had some nasty blog withdrawl myself..leaves a rash it does.
it's cold and rainy, big surprise, but an enjoyable change..sleeping with blankets! of course, that does not diminish the discomfort of sharing the double bed with mom, but i shall survive.
received word from Rach that Miss Ruby is doing well in care, having a blast playing with the big ginger dog.
i saw Mama Mia last night with Aunt Anna, and cousins Patsy and Alice..absolutely fabulous! (i have a serious ABBA fixation)
more stories and updates to come when we return early next week. teasers:sheep, an Eye, taking a march, "the sanctity of the marital bed" and accurate exchange rates as they relate to sofa purchases. cheers!
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how can we possibly go to sleep (regardless of 6am bus to airport) when Fargo is on tv?
i can't believe i used to talk like that. still do sometimes, when i'm reading emails from WI and MN friends out loud to myself. hmm..which is worse? reading emails out loud or saying things like "Doan'tcha know?" -
we're off to London tomorrow, at the ungodly hour of 6am. and i'm not human til at least 9am.
Miss Ruby jumped right in Rach's car tonight (my little dog is staying with her and Napo for the week, garden-running-happiness) without missing a beat. but she did look out the window in what i imagine to be confusion and sadness when she saw me, not in the front seat, but waving goodbye wistfully on the street corner. sniff. sniff.
oh yeah, it's my sister Margaret's birthday today! (we remembered at dinner tonight..oops) -
through Rose fog, having memories of meeting charming folks (at Saturday's highly successful bbq) who found girlatlarge.com some time back and have thoroughly enjoyed reading my little ramblings, and to my great delight, viewing my paintings as well.
i hope i didn't make a giant drunken-babbling ass of myself in person. -
rose is a very, very bad thing.
see, it even prevents me from finding the accent key on this english keyboard. oh, right..there isn't one.
back to bed. -
the french word for anti-dandruff is anti-pellaculaire. i like that; dandruff being peculiar.
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another dentist appointment this morning, this time to fill a cavity.(only one more left now) it's unseasonably hot here still, going on six weeks of record heat. today's small talk, pre-drilling:
"C'est trop chaud, n'est ce pas?" (Hot enough for ya?)
-"Oui, il fait trop chaud" (Yes, the weather is too hot.)
"C'est comme la vallee de mort! Las Vegas!" (It's like Death Valley! Las Vegas!)
so i had that to think about while sitting in the chair for the next hour. -
welcome to my sister Margaret and husband Ryan, who are now residing this side of the Atlantic! had a bit of a scramble to locate her phone number (i know i put it in one of mom's piles..but you know how that goes!), but were able to reach her this afternoon…they are a bit wonky with travel, but doing well and looking forward to our visit next week.
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we watched a Discovery-channel-style special on elephants last night…the footage was impressive..way up close and personal, done by means of something they called a "dung-cam". damn, i love the BBC.
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two buildings down the lane, an older woman lives in an apartment on the same floor as ours (third if you're American, second if you're French). every night about this time she chucks a large bucket of water out the window to the pavement below. she's not watering her window boxes or throwing out dishwater mind you, she's just randomly chucking large quantities of water down to the street for no apparent reason. not at least any reason we can think of.
she hit a courting couple the other night. she does that with alarming frequency actually. maybe she does have a reason?
