The restaurant was half-empty with only six guests seated and a very beautiful Vietnamese waitress barking her orders through the tiny hatch in the wall where the kitchen lay. We ordered our food, and cool, refreshing drinks were promptly served.
It had been a long and beautiful day; class from 9 [...]
Hell hath no fury like this lady, barking loud orders into her phone.
Though February, the sun was out, so both my taxi driver and me had our windows open, as we waited at the light. The staccato of her yelling revealed some eastern European tongue. She almost couldn’t contain herself. I never saw such [...]
From our class room there is a view of le Sacre Ceur. I walked up there Tuesday afternoon. Today is Friday and my calves are still diamond-shaped, rock hard and sore like a hooker on Navy Week.
I go to class in the morning and on my way I meet the dads. [...]
One advantage of always turning up early is that it leaves time for one of my favorite pastimes; to people-watch. I imagine where they are from, where they are going, the relationships between them, etc. And this morning, as I was picking up my friend from the airport, I witnessed the miracle of birth.
I was to be the rock they could lean on. When the message came I crumbled into snot and tears and sobs and this rock was made of sand and foam.
They say that when you go to get a diagnosis for something, which they suspect might be complicated; you should bring a person to [...]
When I was in 6th or 7th grade, I was coming out of the deep end of the water and slipped into my mother’s dressing gown, which I had borrowed because it was so soft.
Towards me, from the other end of the pier, came my friend’s mother. As she came closer, she exclaimed: ”Is [...]
I wrote something else in this post and published it.
I re-read it days later and it all sounded horrible. Almost bitter. Negative, for sure.
Forgive me and allow me to try again.
THIS is what I think people would say if they were REALLY telling the [...]
It was the first day of Christmas break and I came home early with three kids on tow. We were going to make Christmas cookies. We ended up doing no such thing.
From the garden came the awful sound of Max wailing. I thought he might have been struck by a car. He was panicked, [...]
I swerved as I was getting my bike into motion, barely missing the elderly woman , who at the same time was passing me. She hissed angrily: ”WHOA! Watch out” and I yelled: ”Sorry” after her.
Fate would have us meet up 200 meters further ahead, waiting at the same red light. I caught her eye and said: ”I apologize, [...]
Monday night and I was exhausted. It was raining, and I had biked fast, so I was sweating – it felt itchy and gross in my wet woolen coat. I was carrying my computer bag, my kid’s backpack, my big purse and my bike helmet. The gym was crowded, it was a quarter past dinner [...]
By now, I am sure you are thinking: “She’s not blogging worth a damn – how DOES she spend her evenings?” (Yeah, I am sure you AND George Clooney are both spending A LOT of time thinking about me.)
So, apart from the fact that I am re-watching the best mothereffin’ television show [...]
We stood behind them in the check-in line. She was tiny and very tanned and very blond and wearing pink sweats with her toned midriff bare and revealing some large letters in winding letters sprawled across her brown, flawless skin, which was completely unstretched and unmarked and perfect. Her nails were very long [...]
My hotelroom is tiny. Still, it has balcony (diminuitive) and when I stand there, if I lean over, I can see the Eiffel Tower.
After classes, I come here, take a shower and turn on some French music television and sit on my tiny bed, going over my notes. Exhausted. Missing my kids. And excited [...]
Ella Fitzgerald: “I owe Marilyn Monroe a real debt…it was because of her that I played the Mocambo, a very popular nightclub in the ’50s. She personally called the owner of the Mocambo, and told him she wanted me booked immediately, and if he would do it, she would take a front [...]
Anastasia-Steele: “I groan and run my fingernails across his back. And he gasps, a strangled moan … ‘You are going to unman me, Ana … You—take me.’ I sink down onto him … reveling in the fullness of my possession, reveling in his reaction, watching him unravel beneath me. I feel like a [...]
Cinda: Today two guys called me beautiful. ”Hi, beautiful” – said by a guy where I work, and ”See you tonight, beautiful” – texted from Hubby. And while it is not an everyday event that I am called beautiful, by far, today I just really cringed both times. I was having a real turd of [...]
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