Lady at Fleur de Pain was wetting herself laughing…
Tag: slice of life
Everything’s not lost
The times, they are a changing.
From yesterday to today, nothing has physically changed. No decision has been made. Things are pretty much as they were 24-48h ago. Except now I have an immense feeling of dread and despair. I’m unconsciously humming coldplay. I’m thinking black thoughts. This is completely irrational behaviour and I know this. It’s not a normal response. It’s probably triggered by similar past events, but it doesn’t make it less real or easier to deal with.
I sure picked a fucking great time to quit smoking.
Byron does learning
It actually went better than expected, and he settled down much more quickly than we thought he would. At the end of the day, he was snoring out loud under our desk.
Horse whispering
As part of Katy’s zootherapy course, she has a few practical stages. This weekend was one of them. As always, I was Katy’s right hand man while she’s still at limited mobility. She was frustrated at not being to participate in everything, but it is what it is, and I got unexpectedly called into a few activities. Horses are… big, empathetic, predictable but unpredictable, tame but wild, won’t put up with this shit, large fragile prey animals. We spent two days trying to understand how to interact and build a rapport with them, but at the same time project enough confidence and truth that they’d defer to us. It was a long weekend, and not just because of the fact it was in France. This afternoon, something clicked just for a little while.
Also, judo chicken.
So I turned 50
The day itself was quiet at work, and drama-free at home, which is kind of what I wanted. Gino, Mira, Colin and Karen are coming on saturday for drinks and nibbles. Physically, I feel the same. Psychologically, I still need to process what I want it to mean that I’ve turned 50. I am somewhat smug that I’ve “won” the bet Mel made so many years ago (and doesn’t remember, and Katy doesn’t want me to remind him of), but beyond that, not much has changed.
Brunch train
Chateau de Vuillerens
Congrats to the graduating boy
Boy not only successfully graduated from high school, he was singled out to get the biggest prize for the best grades in his class, and a special mention in his efforts and willingness to motivate the others in his class and his teachers.
So very proud of the boy.
The ceremony itself was f’n painful however – between the heat and the village-level am/dram singing contest – kids taking on songs what are waaaaaay too big for them at their talent level (i.e. James Brown and Nina Simone)
I is mum
When Bubs is a better Katy than Katy.
International coffee shop
The coffee shop where we go on the weekend to walk Bubs has an amusingly decorated pillar.