first camera phones, now mobile blogging (here's Tom's)….pretty soon we'll all have hat-coptors like Inspector Gadget….
it's starting to make me feel old, not being able to keep up with the technology. there was no doubt i was feeling my age the other day when i found a group of loitering french teenagers intimidating—i think i may even have said "Packs of teenagers are scary". now, i know i thought the same thing when i actually was one myself, but still…..
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Baby Mikkelsen-Faulkner 14 weeks, 6 days
my sister Peg is pregnant! she's due November 20th—bets are on that the baby will be born on my brother's birthday, November 27th. this is really, really happy news. Peg and Ryan are moving soon to a more hospitable London neighborhood, she's got a great new job and now the baby is coming! "Grandma", despite protestations of being too young, is thrilled to bits and searching for those all important knitting supplies..i see lots and lots of booties on the horizon…
i'm going to be an Auntie! Auntie Kate, the Coolest Auntie on the Planet… -
in the Comune Libre du Safranier neighborhood on our walk yesterday
Mom's back! and she got so tan and skinny! nothing like the "Sailboat Diet"…Bert is bringing the boat back from Italy, Mom took the train….and she may take it back again to Italy, she fell in love with both the coast and Tuscany…. -
we went to the Musee de la Carte Postale today, an amusing way to kill two hours, where we were treated to a personal tour that encompassed not only a history of the postcard but a bit of French history as well.
there were 5 or 6 American examples…one of which was from Portland, Oregon. hmm…a sign perhaps?
quoted Ryan: "The goddamn Postcard Museum didn't even sell goddamn postcards!" -
in Berts absence, i thought i'd be missing the "Bert-isms" we've come to know and love so much, but as Ryan points out…we have a few 'isms' of our own:
"These naps are exhausting me."
"What'd he do, send you a picture of the word 'cock'?" (on the possibilities of Scrabble Club meets Craig's List online dating).
"Did you raid the dwarfs?" (referring to mom's 7 fiances history).
"Aside from the smoking and the drinking, I'm kinda on a health kick myself." (i did give up soda and fast food!)
"Calendars are meaningless, what do I care what day it is?" (mom on retirement).
"You look like the little carton of Minute Maid before the three glasses of water." (i was concentrating). -
the Smart Car or a version of it is scheduled for introduction in the USA in 2006….it's a super thing here–parking in one turn of the wheel, zipping in and out of little lanes, outstanding gas mileage, just the room a single gal and her dog would need…just the kind of car i would have loved in Savannah….but does it stand a chance against the monster american SUV's?
Ryan's take on the Smart: it's so small, you'd need one of those orange warning flags off the end of your baguette sticking out the back. i love that image. -
Ryan had a package sent from the States with some standard allergy medication in it, his father, law-abiding citizen (and um, Police Chief) that he is, noted as such on the documentation. oops.
eight phone calls, two agencies, three faxes, one trip to the outgoing fax office, three translations, one declaration letter and some serious printer ink cartridge depletion later, Ryan was issued an Import License by the Ministry of Medications (Agence des Medicaments) and the package cleared for delivery.
as i turned to find a pen, i was stunned when the pen-less FedEx guy said don't bother…after all that, they don't even get a signature!?!?! -
me and Ryan in Haut de Cagnes -
Haut de Cagnes, our favorite local get-away spot—only twenty minutes away, quiet and as yet undiscovered by tourists, gorgeous and host to a great bistro and great views….but i just don't think there are enough archways…
