… and don’t ask me where these past weeks disappeared to, because I have no idea. I was sitting at the computer, posting pictures of India and fantasizing about peaches and saucisson, and next thing I know, I’m back at the computer, suffering from jet lag – I usually sleep, at 5 am – and even though I recall eating peaches, saucisson and so much more, I can’t believe it’s all in the past already.
Highlights of the summer ?
I went horse riding and I was actually riding the horse on my own, as opposed to sitting stiffly on some enormous polo beast and requesting that the young man holding him remains with me at all times, which is what happened the few times I tried, here in Hyderabad. Of course, I didn’t have the proper gear, so I made quite an impression, riding with my bright pink Converse…
I painted one of the bedrooms of our house from top to bottom in a lovely trio of shades – white, green bamboo and chestnut brown – and got so manic about it – we had guests coming and I wanted it ready AND perfect – that I was still at it at 9 PM, trying to see, on the ceiling, the spots that I had not yet covered with fresh white paint, and I still have pains in my hands, more than two weeks later. But the room looks really nice, doesn’t it ?
Look at the Palais des Papes, in Avignon, in the pinkish twilight : pure magic.
I went back to Paris, the city where I was born and lived until I was 16, for the first time in more than ten years. I had forgotten how beautiful it is.
We discovered the new project just launched by the city of Paris – after Lyon where it’s been a smashing success : Rows of bicycles await customers, who pay a fee to rent them, and later leave them at another of the many parking spaces created around town. With the kids and the stroller, it wasn’t an option, but I can’t wait to try.
Something else that definitely wasn’t there last time I was in Paris: a Starbucks coffee ! Est-ce bien raisonnable?
I was so busy redecorating, entertaining guests and eating peaches that I had to withdraw from the Enneagram online class I was taking. But there will be another class in November, and this time, I’ll be there from start to finish.
I had to imagine my friends having an absolute ball at the SCBWI conference in LA, and then read all about it in their blogs, but that’s OK. Next year…
I had to give Amadi a stern lecture about not using people’s blogs – not even mine – without asking first.
I did not have a minute to write a single line. Bad, bad, bad girl. I have to get back to work. NOW !