Thursday, February 27, 2014

What's in a name

I have 2 people very close to me that want to be called something other than their given name.  What a weird thing.  I knew a girl in middle school that did that for a year or so, but suddenly she was her old name again.

These 2 wanted to have a break and start something new.  Be something different than they had been.
But here's the thing, I have years of memories with them. Years of laughing and eating (because most of my life revolves around food), and fun with that name.  I don't want them to be something new.  I want the person they are.  I want to keep saying that name and having all those good memories come back every time I say it.

So for the moment I am holding my own personal French strike and not actually calling them anything. 

Monday, February 24, 2014

global warming, ravens and crows

It is strangely warm here. And we're getting a weird amount of clear sky days. I am sure it has to do with climate change but I'm inclined to like it.  I have not been wearing an extra layer under my down coat.  I have been going commando.

But the other day I heard a crow and I automatically zipped up my coat. Even though it was almost 60°. (Like a sweltering summer for my nephew.) 
See the crows are the mascots of winter.  The black, menacing, overlords of the neverending gray of winter. (permagray soup anyone?).  Everyone is rushing around trying to get in and out of the metro or in a building or somewhere NOT outside. The only distinguishable noise is the sound of the crows.  They are like Edgar Allen Poe's poem The Raven.
Quoth the Crows of Paris:   The sun?  "Nevermore"

So climate change? I'll take it.

Too bad it's not the
The Black Crowes

Thursday, February 20, 2014

The best thing I've bought 2013

This is our alarm clock. 
I got a whole load of business from B for buying this expensive little spotlight.
It starts a "sunrise" a half an hour before our oh-so-early wake-up time of 8:00. 
But now instead of tearing ourselves out of our warm cocoon after 5 snoozes, it's just light.  No noise, I just open my eyes to the light of day. 
Best. Buy. of the Year.

Monday, February 17, 2014

And since my neck smells like old people...

This is my my new perfume and the LOVELY little package they wrapped for me.  How can you not love them for putting in the pretty corresponding paper and spraying it with perfume, then closing it all up and wrapping it in a perfect bow.  You can't, I tell you.

And then the tulips were just, well it was gray outside and I was feeling particularly puffed with my new perfume.  

Anyway, I really needed a new perfume for my stinky neck. And tulips, because everyone needs tulips.

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Going downstairs

Going downstairs after another 3 hour dinner. 
no elevator
6 floors.

Friday, February 7, 2014

So fresh and so clean, clean...

Laundry/Shower Room

And in Frantasyland we have super clean clothes because our "normal" wash cycle takes 83 minutes. 
And our apartments always smell fresh because we clothesline dry in our magical Room of Requirement (the 2 1/2 square ft of undedicated space in between the dresser and our bed)

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

apparently my neck smells like old

I put on my scarf yesterday, and I noticed it smelled. 
I tried airing it out, and then washing it, but low and behold the source of the smell is me.

Better make use of this French perfume...
It smells like old people.
Well, apparently I smell like old people.
My neck smells like old people.
The rest of me smells like roses (not a joke, I use a rose perfumed soap)
but I am at a loss for my neck.

Sooo... watch out for my neck.