On Monday we leave for our week in central Mexico to check out the place and see what life there might be like. We'll be meeting a few of Seb's new job connections, seeing a house that we may rent and then otherwise just taking advantage of some wonderful couple time, that is if I can stay awake long enough in the evening.My in-laws are here tonight to take care of things in Thonon and look after Little S while we're gone. I am grateful to have them but their early arrival right before our leaving is a hefty load to bear. Cooking three meals a day while combatting all this sickness is not going to be easy. We've been severely abusing Picard this past month because I just can't find it in me to cook. The house right now is no picnic either and will have to be regulation army style cleaned before they cross the threshold lest I get the folded arms darty eyes from mother in law. This will be hard because the house is a nightmare right now. It's probably the worst it has ever, ever been: the noise level, the boxes of crap, the guy outside sawing stones who floods my kitchen with a nuclear cloud of dust each morning--scary stuff. I'll have to bring back a nice gift for mother-in-law. Hopefully I can find something she'll like.
In unrelated news, I just read in The Times that Kurt Vonnegut died. I immediately wanted to run to my bookshelf and start digging through my tattered paperback looking up quotes and reliving all those wonderful books. I can remember being completely blown away after reading Slaughterhouse Five. After that I went back and read all the others and found myself in the very fascinating Vonnegut phase of my life (because most of my life can be earmarked by the books I read).
He was truly one of the great novelists. One of those writers who makes you stop and feel and think. A goose bump writer. And what a fabulous career.
Ironically last night I saw the Season two episode of Grey's Anatomy where the novelist eats his manuscript and it forms a mass in his intestines and gives him mercury poisoning from the paper (sorry for the spoilers). I couldn't stop laughing. If you are a writer or live with writers you'll understand. Writers are wonderfully strange and funny creatures. I could just see my mom or some of my friends doing that.
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My husband just emailed me about KV. Very sad. TH was a HUGE fan. Slaughterhouse 5 was the only book of his that I read and I LOVED it too. I never thought I could laugh out loud so much from reading a book until I discovered David Sedaris...
Hi, I have been following your blog for a long while now and enjoy it immensely.
You may as well get all the Picard you can now; the quality (for frozen food) supercedes anything available in North America though fresh salsas and tortillas - not to mention icy margheritas do sound good.
I suggest you read 'A Fine Balance' by Canadian author Rohinton Mistry - definitely one of those life altering novels.
Emily I hadn't though about his books in a while. Unfortunately it usually takes someone dying to remind you of their work.
Anon yes! I'm definitely going to miss Picard. I'm not sure about the quality but it's the lazy housewife's best friend in France.
Hope you enjoy your trip!
Adios amigo! ;o)
I hope you enjoy your trip but please be careful. The US state dept has issed an alert for all of Mexico because of the drug related crimes and killings. We have friends that travel to Mexico to the DR and it is becoming very dangerous for all. Their DR was a target for a kidnapping as were members of their family. They are now in hiding. Again please be careful.
jh in Texas
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