Tell me that this week, you’re cooking dinner (and washing the dishes). So when I get home from work in the evening I can focus on meeting my writing deadlines instead of fretting about in the kitchen.
swoon! :)
Category: how to charm me
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how to charm me…
Tidy all of the dark and scary corners of my garden so they become less attractive to the local rodent population, and even set up a table with a potting area for me to work on re-planting my herbs and flowers.
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Note: this morning, in full daylight, I happened upon a long-tailed beastie in my garden. I didn’t scream or throw a fit. I was just fine. Methinks my new nickname is “Jana-Beatrix-Potter Remy”…
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make me smile…
Fix my 1943 Singer sewing machine–the one that’s been broken for about 5 years. And in the process, give me a little bit of an electronics lesson, too.
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how to charm me…
While I’m enjoying some lingering goodbyes with my party guests, get started on the dishes and have them nearly done by the time I return to the kitchen. Swoon!
PS: other than my failure to acquire ample numbers of goblets, plates and silverware, the new house is a great venue for cooking and enjoying pie with friends! :)
PPS: Turning in the keys to my old apartment this weekend was a bittersweet experience. I will miss that home desperately–for so many reasons. But am delighted to hold on to the memories of sharing it with so many of you!
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plastic
How to charm me: Hear yesterday’s dramatic story of GameBoy and the dropped bottle of mayo (glass & goo everywhere) and then a few hours later, ever-so-casually let me know that there’s a new jar of mayo (plastic, not glass) in my fridge now…
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train
Recorded this soundbite during my lunchhour on my cellphone & am now listening to it over and over. I need to find a way to shield the mic from the wind, but otherwise this would be perfect– I especially love how you can ‘hear’ the sound of each car as it whooshes past me (click on the link below to listen).
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At night…
One of my favorite aspects of being in Provence was walking around the old cities late at night, when lanterns threw such charming shadows on the old buildings. Typically, I was more than a little warmed by local wine as we wandered up and around cobblestone streets, which certainly added a bit of magic to the experience.
This photo is a bit blurrier than most I snapped on those long walks, but I love how it captures the washed-out romance of the night. Now, if only I could add the loud hum of cicadas and the smell of water splashing in corner fountains and the sight of a few kitties peering down at me from red tile rooftops and an orange crescent moon growing larger every night that I was there. And maybe you can imagine me taking it all in, wide-eyed and smiling, hardly believing that I wasn’t simply dreaming such beauty.
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How to charm me…
Take me to a cafe in an old train depot…and then carry my camera bag around while I snap photos of the antique railcars…
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how to charm me…
Call and ask my opinion about cloud-based file storage services, then ‘share your screen’ with me as we debate the various options via Skype. Seriously. :)
(yes, I am a geek)
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it’s the little things…
I love how tea & cake is part of the everyday ritual here…
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how to charm me
thread flowers into my hair as we lounge around in the grass and watch the sun set.
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pilgrim classic: if this is you…
Originally posted 2/26/07:
If you have just finished shopping and you are trying to balance all six bags of groceries along with your purse, half an eggplant brie sandwich, a bag of sour gummies from Sweet Tooth, and your bike lock in your back basket. And as you are stretching the bungies across your taller-than-usual load, you pause for a minute and enjoy the incense wafting from the yoga studio next door. And if this is you, then the moment will be beyond perfect when you discover that someone you love has left a petite bouquet of pink poesies in your gearshift knob.
