Rage against the bowl.
Four things.
- I lost my temper today. It happens every few years. I was repeating French gibberish while washing dishes and listening to my language CDs. Those CDs foul my mood. A plastic mixing bowl tried to get funny by repeatedly falling off the clean rack into the dirty muck. After three falls I grabbed the bowl and slammed it down. Not to be outdone, the bowl jumped into the air and landed on my head. So there’s that.
- Utility pole climber. Add that to a growing list of viable career options for Asia.

- Yesterday I took the kids roller skating. Weak pop music sounds totally badass in a roller rink.
- I booked the Paris flights and apartment. We’ll stay here for 4 1/2 weeks. See, I’m not all talk.

darn the bowl. oh, your pithy posts are always good for a laugh. *smiling* i was wondering 1) if you were ever going to post again and 2) if you were going to france.
oh, my. Generation X Goes to France.
Years ago, I read a memoir written by a man who had taken his daughter to Paris. It was memorable because it appeared in Victoria Magazine, a woman’s rag. I’ll try to locate an online source and send it. After reading it I always wanted to take my daughter. In her Madeline book I inscribed, “To Juliette. Someday, mommy will take you to Paris.” Funny how our dreams change. Not that I don’t still want to take her there or lots of places. You understand.
So, will you post?
Funny about the roller rink. Every so often, I need to work out my adolescent angst. Post some Leo Sayer playlist on my blog. Ha!
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oh, i need your wife’s song again. I had to clean my hard drive and I lost it. I’d like to have it. Didn’t you post it online somewhere so I could link? I really liked it and listened to it often.
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Four and a half weeks?! Am I invited??
I hope you’re planning on posting from over there!
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Formidable! (Say that the French way, that’s how I wrote it). It is so fabulous that you are all going to France. It’s unutterably fabulous. I wish we were going too.
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Where I come from, four and a half weeks in Paris translates into “totally amazing.”
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I was wondering why my bowl had a hole in it.
—-Da wife
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