I’m reading the best book. Z: A Novel of Zelda Fitzgerald by Therese Anne Fowler. The Jazz Age, F. Scott, New York City, great writing…what’s not to love? I think I’m going to give The Paris Wife a go next.
I gave up on Winter’s Tale because it was boring me to death. I know many people who cannot bear to finish a book once they’ve started it, no matter how much they dislike it. I am not one of those people. Life is too short to do things you hate; I feel the same way about reading books. There are too many books out there and not enough life time to read them all. I’m not wasting my time on ones I don’t like. You have 25% of a book to get me interested and decide whether or not to keep reading. I think that’s a generous effort on my part but if I’m not into it by then, back on the shelf you go.
I’m starting an online course in Modern Poetry in a couple of weeks and am pretty excited about it. This site, Coursera, is really great. There are courses on all kinds of topics and they are all free, completely legit, and taught by professors and professionals from universities and organizations all over the world. My workplace has courses on it, which is how I learned about it. Its a fabulous resource for those of us with a little bit (or a lot) of ADD in life who want to learn more about lots of things and expand the ol’ bean. I’m a fan.
We’re back from Paris and wow, what an adventure, learning experience, stress-filled, magical, amazing, and frustrating time it was. I definitely consider myself a more seasoned traveler after this trip! I’ll post more about it all later including some of my favorite photos.
My love for the city remains firmly intact and even deeper than before. As this was our second trip there, the newness was gone and it was nice to feel somewhat more connected to our surroundings, if that makes any sense. For instance, we were much more comfortable communicating with people and dealing with the language issues. The concern of getting lost was mostly non-existent; we took the metro everywhere and covered so much territory using public transportation that it made getting back into a car once we got home seem really strange. Sure, it still felt like we had a big “‘Murica” stamped on our foreheads but it was much easier to feel at ease and as if we could actually integrate and fit in with the flow of the city, given enough time.
Kiddo did great staying home with my mom but the little one missed us a ton and vice versa. She and I were attached at the hip more than usual today and you better believe that I enjoyed every cuddle. I have one more day off tomorrow, albeit a very busy one, before heading back to the day job on Tuesday.
So, sleepy time for me. Bonne nuit!
Its been a long wait to return to La Ville-Lumière but it is finally here and The Accountant and I leave tomorrow evening! This trip is in celebration of our 15th wedding anniversary earlier in the summer, and is the perfect excuse to return to Paris (not that you need an excuse). We’ll leave Nashville on Friday (tomorrow) and arrive in Paris on Saturday afternoon, which will be like experiencing a bizarre time-warp. We will have some time to defeat jet lag and get settled in before joining up with a small group of fellow travelers on Sunday.
Our plans are as such…
“So, what do you do?”
This question always trips me up. What I “do” is a bit complicated and hard to explain and even after my poor attempts I usually get blank stares. If The Accountant is with me after I’ve stumbled through a long and rambling explanation to someone, he’ll say, “so what do you do again?” Cracks me up every time. Not that what I do is rocket science or anything but to someone who isn’t in this particular field, it may seem like it. And I can’t just say “I’m an an accountant, or a hair dresser or a widget maker.”
Anyway, some big things happened today in the workplace in relation to what I do, in a good way. The boss is happy and you know what they say about happy bosses. Or maybe that’s happy mommas. Whatever. Same difference in many cases.
I may not be able to explain what I do, but part of it entails getting to wear cute headsets sometimes.
There is a screaming contest happening on my back patio right now. The neighbors are probably going to call the cops or otherwise stage some sort of intervention. Kiddo had a birthday party at the house earlier today and is now embarking on that rite of passage known as her first slumber party…hosted by yours truly. Two girls, one a cousin and the other her bff from kindergarten. They are good girls but this is rather exhausting. Hubs bailed and went to the movies. I don’t blame him. He also helped a lot too, just to be clear.
The party went well however. We turned on sprinklers and had water balloons (yes, I spent 2 hours filling up 300 balloons) and water squirters. I don’t know that I won’t resort back to paying to have someone else do everything. It’s just WAY easier. So anyway, y’all pray for me tonight if that’s your thing.
Later…..Well, that post got interrupted due to girly chaos. Ha. But we all survived and I was even rewarded with a nap this afternoon. All’s well that ends well.
Oh, and the new hamster is named “Juliet” and is still alive as of right now. Winning.
Kiddo is breathing heavy beside me, borderline snoring through the thunder and lightning. I love storms. At least those of the non-threatening, not gonna blow your house away kind. The snoring blond bundle turns six years old tomorrow. I’m not going to say the usual “I can’t believe how big she’s getting”, or “She’s growing up so fast” because while those things are true, that’s sort of a lame observation isn’t it? She’s getting a pet hamster and having a party at our house with her little munchkin friends. It will be a good birthday.
My trip to PA was awesome and amazing for the most part. Good friends are hard to find. Good friends who are married to each other that you like equally as much, even harder. I think a few days in PA is going to become an annual summer thing for me. No complaints about that. Speaking of trips, Paris is only two weeks away and I feel very unprepared for some reason. We did order euros and I’ll pick those up tomorrow. I need to be rounding up passports, our European plug power adapters, guidebooks, and random stuff like that.
The thunder has subsided and now there’s just a soft murmur of rain that’s making me drowsy. Time to join the kiddo and do that whole snoring thing.
The rain to the wind said,
‘You push and I’ll pelt.’
They so smote the garden bed
That the flowers actually knelt,
And lay lodged–though not dead.
I know how the flowers felt.