Saturday, February 4, 2012

Unnatural

Uh oh. My flowers think it's spring already, thanks to this January heat wave. I foresee only cold and disappointment. Maybe tears too. I get so attached to these little  plants.


Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Oh Happy Paris!

I've been to Paris once. It was wonderful in the way that only Paris can be. And it was also kind of miserable.

It was February and it was freezing cold -- add to that the dinky, dark hotel that was nearly impossible to find (I spent a long time wandering the streets looking for it), and the fact that when I checked in, they informed me in broken English that the heat was broken. And so was the hot water.

So I slept in my sweatshirt and I didn't shower for four days (apparently I wasn't the only one -- the stench in those underground metros was intense).

But despite all of that, Paris still enchanted me. It really is a city of light and music and romance, full of warmth that the winter chill and gloomy sky can't touch. It was fast and exciting, and those four days were like riding a bright, sparkling (cold!) carousel, right down to the accordion music.

I'm posting this partly because I would love to win the 7-day trip to Paris contest that blogger Oh Happy Day  is sponsoring. (I just discovered her blog and I'm going to have to spend more time there -- looks like lots of fun stuff!) If you'd like to enter too, click here for the contest rules and information.

But I'm also posting this because whether I win or not, it was nice to relive those memories for a few minutes.

Gorgeous photo from Mr. and Mrs. in Paris.
I forgot to mention that my photos of the sparkling Eiffel got erased.
That's another bad Paris memory.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

You kids get off my lawn!

I spoke with a woman earlier who needed her school records from the '70s. Requests for school records are supposed to be submitted online -- it's faster and easier both for the students and for us.

Instead of the usual response ("It's online now? Ok thanks!"), I received a torrent of shouting into the phone: "I don't use the internet, I won't use the internet, I resent being forced to use the internet for everything!"

When I could finally hang up, all I felt was pity. What must it be like to resist change with such vehemence? The world is passing her by and she's shaking her fist at it instead of hopping on for the ride. Ten or twenty years from now, she may just regret her attitude.

But more likely, she'll still be railing against the internet, crotchety and bitter, seeing herself as the last of a superior but dying breed.

Sad.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Twister

(photo taken by Jeremy Mau)

It seems so unfair that the sun should be shining today, after such a terrible night.

I know that life still goes on, that there are worse terrors and disasters out there. I can't expect the whole world to stop for this. But it still feels as though it should, that even the sun and the sky should pause for just a moment to acknowledge the suffering.

I'm grateful to be safe, to have a roof over my head tonight, and electricity to power my computer. I'm thinking and praying for those who weren't so lucky.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

This dress is perfect

The shape. The bow in the back. The soft watercolor print.

(via BHLDN)

I love it. I think I will try to make it someday.