one time for my birthday, i think 20th, my mom wrote "happy birthday, sara" on my cake in blue icing.
she couldn't fit the H at the end of my name.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
things that make me feel bad, PART ONE
1. just now realizing i haven't written in almost a week.
2. complaining
3. running/workout injuries
4. complaining (btw, this is VENTING, my last complaint! must relieve self!)
5. not liking people
6. 96% of the time that i look on facebook
7. eating too fast
8. feeling full (don't usually feel too full, but i did last night and it was yucky.)
9. hurting someone's feelings
10. saying something inappropriate
11. talking too much
12. annoying someone
13-21. failure of any kind.
22. thinking bad thoughts about someone.
23.-1,000. being judgmental
for the sake of brevity, #24 being fat
25. not working out.
26. picking at my face.
27. not having enough time to water my babies in the garden this morning.
28. watching tv or a dumb movie
29. spending money
must stop here. getting depressing.
2. complaining
3. running/workout injuries
4. complaining (btw, this is VENTING, my last complaint! must relieve self!)
5. not liking people
6. 96% of the time that i look on facebook
7. eating too fast
8. feeling full (don't usually feel too full, but i did last night and it was yucky.)
9. hurting someone's feelings
10. saying something inappropriate
11. talking too much
12. annoying someone
13-21. failure of any kind.
22. thinking bad thoughts about someone.
23.-1,000. being judgmental
for the sake of brevity, #24 being fat
25. not working out.
26. picking at my face.
27. not having enough time to water my babies in the garden this morning.
28. watching tv or a dumb movie
29. spending money
must stop here. getting depressing.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
la robe longue
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| la robe longue nezy a la robe longue henri matisse, 1940 I cannot find the original of this, but my sketch is a good depiction. Of course, she does have a face in the original. I am just not talented in that area. I am not sure why I have scribbled (upside down) about Morisot's "bergere couchee" in the corner...maybe i thought the flow is similar? Interesting. In my mind, I can see this in Musee Maillol. Maybe that is where she hangs. I am confusing myself. Isn't it a painting? I see that I wrote "dessin au papier." Maybe I was labelling mine. This is actually one of my favorite sketches. It happened naturally, and quickly. :) |
his artistic creation
probably one of the most ironic and most annoying things that ever happened to me was when i went with a friend to have her bridal photos taken. being in a real snapshot mood, i brought my camera and clicked away. we had barely started the photo shoot, outside in a gorgeous but stifling hot garden, when the photographer took a minute adjusting his camera. while he did, i had anna do a little something different while i took some shots. i think i had her put her feet in the stream while sitting on a small bridge and lean back or something. i was into it, and it looked good. very natural. pretty much unlike what he was doing.
when the superb-artist came back to take the photos, and while i continued taking shots of the position i put her in, he interrupted, so concerned, and asked that i not take photos of his artistic creations. WHAT? i do truly regret that i didn't have the gonads at that time (oh, how i would now) to say, "then don't take a photo of her, here, like this, because i created it!!!" instead, he talked about what a great shot it was and snapped away. what a jerk. seriously?!?! next you'll tell me that you thought of the whole internet idea. wth.
when the superb-artist came back to take the photos, and while i continued taking shots of the position i put her in, he interrupted, so concerned, and asked that i not take photos of his artistic creations. WHAT? i do truly regret that i didn't have the gonads at that time (oh, how i would now) to say, "then don't take a photo of her, here, like this, because i created it!!!" instead, he talked about what a great shot it was and snapped away. what a jerk. seriously?!?! next you'll tell me that you thought of the whole internet idea. wth.
san remo
| meet me at san remo. SAN REMO, 17th arrondisement San Remo is my favorite restaurant in mon quartier in Paris. It is just a couple of streets from where I lived, quaint, tourist-free, outstandingly delicious, and ridiculously inexpensive. I used to go with friends or "my kids" at least once a month. A time or two we ordered take-out. I think every visitor I had (about nine in a year!) experienced San Remo. Once or twice... A typical visit to my beloved restaurant: We would choose to sit inside or outside, depending on the weather, and on nice days the owners would open the store-front window so that everyone could enjoy the sunshine and light breeze. First, the serious servers would serve us a complimentary kir. The first time we came, we didn't know what was happening, gladly drank our kir, and assumed we would see it on our tab. Non! Pas de tout! Such a treat. I think now they even add a complimentary appetizer? We would order un carafe d'eau (tap water) and perhaps some wine. Sometimes we would order bread sticks, which are not to heavy, salty, and definitely whet the appetite. It is a pizzeria, but has other tasty options as well. For instance, La Salade Roi-Soleil has juicy chicken and chunks of pineapple with a creamy, sort of mayonnaise-like dressing. Sounds unusual, but chances are, you would love it. (Also, a tribute the Sun King, a.k.a Louis XIV. Not sure why, but it's fun.) The pizza is so similar to the way Italians make it, I'd almost think I was actually in San Remo (coastal town in Italy, not far from France.) I usually had the Quatre Fromage (four cheese) which pretty much blew my mind every time I ate it. I had an out-of-town friend who ordered a pizza with a sunny-side-up egg on top. Traditional, and delicious. We'd usually splurge on dessert. Something small, probably chocolate and tres rich, and just the right size. And then after, the customary espresso. Always a good experience, always left me smiling. I felt at home there. Please visit if you can. See the pictures below for your enjoyment. They do not truly represent the experience. (I think I took one picture there, I will look for it and post it if I can.)  |
| SAN REMO, PARIS |
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| pizza, just like italy |
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| complimentary kir |
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| always "un express" |
(the perfect ending to the perfect meal.)
planting dandelions
it just wasn't for me. and this doesn't happen too often. maybe i just couldn't get past the mental picture of the work space. and too much talk about kids.
i only recently started letting myself stop reading books i don't like. i never used to before, but life is too short. and there are too many good books within my reach. today when i was bored out of my mind and scowling occasionally, i was glad that i had banished my new rule.
sorry, neighbor. i am sure there are plenty of readers who adore you.
i only recently started letting myself stop reading books i don't like. i never used to before, but life is too short. and there are too many good books within my reach. today when i was bored out of my mind and scowling occasionally, i was glad that i had banished my new rule.
sorry, neighbor. i am sure there are plenty of readers who adore you.
a good sneeze
i have always loved a good sneeze.
about 6 months ago, i started experiencing several sneeze teases a day. this is when a sneeze comes on...ah, ah, ah, ah...
and instead of the huge CHOO...nothing. i really can't stand it. aside from death, severe pain, and heartaches, it must be one of the worst feelings in the world.
recently i have had about 8 teases a day. you can imagine my frustration. however, about every other day, one follows through. i don't care if i have to sneeze in your face (really, i don't, sorry) i am going to let that sneeze go.
and don't tell me to eat something hot, or a spicy peppermint, or even to sniff pepper...nothing works.
also, i used to be able to encourage a sneeze by squeezing the bridge of my nose. this no longer works. but try it out, it will probably work for you. and, of course, the gazing into the sun or light fixture. that almost always satisfied the sneeze monster. oh, and if you don't want to sneeze, try pinching the bit between your nostrils. that one really works. if only i needed it.
about 6 months ago, i started experiencing several sneeze teases a day. this is when a sneeze comes on...ah, ah, ah, ah...
and instead of the huge CHOO...nothing. i really can't stand it. aside from death, severe pain, and heartaches, it must be one of the worst feelings in the world.
recently i have had about 8 teases a day. you can imagine my frustration. however, about every other day, one follows through. i don't care if i have to sneeze in your face (really, i don't, sorry) i am going to let that sneeze go.
and don't tell me to eat something hot, or a spicy peppermint, or even to sniff pepper...nothing works.
also, i used to be able to encourage a sneeze by squeezing the bridge of my nose. this no longer works. but try it out, it will probably work for you. and, of course, the gazing into the sun or light fixture. that almost always satisfied the sneeze monster. oh, and if you don't want to sneeze, try pinching the bit between your nostrils. that one really works. if only i needed it.
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