So i fell for a meme.
Monday, June 30
Thursday, June 26
School preview
Bruno will start school this year. He's very excited and calls it 'The basketball school for big boys', since he caught a glimpse of a court when we drove by the first time with him. He says he can't wait. He tells everyone.
This morning, Pablo and I went to a parent's meeting at the new school. It is massive. It has three huge buildings and the area for the 3 to 5 year olds was built only four years ago. As we were walking into the school, and then through all the other buildings to get to Bruno's area, everything felt big but not extravagant and cold. It was rather lively and fun looking. I was a little surprised by this.
The meeting went well, except that we were asked to take two full weeks off work in September in order to "adapt" our family to the school routines. This is our third adaptation period, I guess we'll manage. I kept picturing the future school years for Muffin in that place. I conjured happy times in my mind.
I didn't attend a large school myself, so I freaked out a bit when i first visited the school. Mine was tiny and it was an easy place to bond. In fact, our class reunited after 20 years last February. But that is definitely another post. Bruno's school won't be the intimate, slightly hippy centre where I grew up, but so what. This is pink. It is nice. It is surrounded by nature. It is Bruno's.
Bruno will start school this year. He's very excited and calls it 'The basketball school for big boys', since he caught a glimpse of a court when we drove by the first time with him. He says he can't wait. He tells everyone.
This morning, Pablo and I went to a parent's meeting at the new school. It is massive. It has three huge buildings and the area for the 3 to 5 year olds was built only four years ago. As we were walking into the school, and then through all the other buildings to get to Bruno's area, everything felt big but not extravagant and cold. It was rather lively and fun looking. I was a little surprised by this.The meeting went well, except that we were asked to take two full weeks off work in September in order to "adapt" our family to the school routines. This is our third adaptation period, I guess we'll manage. I kept picturing the future school years for Muffin in that place. I conjured happy times in my mind.
I didn't attend a large school myself, so I freaked out a bit when i first visited the school. Mine was tiny and it was an easy place to bond. In fact, our class reunited after 20 years last February. But that is definitely another post. Bruno's school won't be the intimate, slightly hippy centre where I grew up, but so what. This is pink. It is nice. It is surrounded by nature. It is Bruno's.
Monday, June 23

Back in the city
I arrived at work and found a happy mail waiting for me. Subject: Would you like... Text: to attend SATC premiere tonight at 9? I was quick to reply my friend Dixie with a huge YES and a little (must search for sitter) tagging along. But mum was nice enough to agree and so my giddy excitement grew with the hours.
The first part of the premiere was not as fun as i expected. Queing up under the sun, surrounded by, say, four hundred girls dressed to the nines, was boring. Plus Dixie got stuck in traffic and we were all several years late, but so was the screening. While i was waiting in the line, another girl i knew showed up, looking for me after receiving Dixie's instructions over the phone.
Liv and i used to work together but i really started being friends with her after both of us left the newspaper. She comes across as being really serious and a tad uptight but the truth is she is hilarious and sweet. We sat together in the theater (lucky Dixie? ended up in the VIP area) and spent the hour before the film began chatting about families, real estate and really great shoes.
The movie was fun. I wasn't expecting anything more (or less) than what it is, just a huge episode with lots of Sex and The City clichés, but it makes you laugh out loud, it gives a shine in the eye and it entertains all the way.
After the film none of us had the courage to brave a middle of the week party in town and so i kissed Dixie goodbye and drove Liv to her car, chitchatting all the way. It was oh so good to have a night out, mellow and girlie as it was. I felt "back" in the city.
Monday, June 16
I'm liking the new header.
It comes from here:

This was taken in the children's area of the Getty Museum, 2005.
It comes from here:

This was taken in the children's area of the Getty Museum, 2005.
Saturday, June 14

Geek dose (non spicy remix)
1. I have fallen in love with Twitter and Facebook. Still, my heart -deeply- belongs to Flickr and all things Blogger.
2. I am toying with the idea of landing myself a Blackberry.
3. I think i don't like iPhones. They seem big and weird and just a tad pain in the ass to keep clean.
4. USB sticks are my favourite mates at work.
5. I'm typing this on my tablet laptop which i hardly ever move (from the spot or change its screen orientation) and i have been lacking the big enter cap on my keyboard for perhaps eight months now.
6. Must own this.
Saturday, June 7
Naturally
I'm not too happy with the current title image on this blog, and i'm certainly not thrilled with my updating frequency, yet after all this turns and crashes with the page i still feel grateful just to have it.
I was very close to letting it go when a few days back the hosting company neglected to keep my domain mine, but there was always a wee little something inside my head telling me to save the one personal space i've always had. Dusty and rusty as it is, this site truly reflects who and where i am at all time.
Neglected when i'm, say, having a baby.
Scarce when my feelings are.
Giddy if i have a bubbly head.
Musical when i try to keep the beat.
Gone when i don't even know where i stand.
And so we're bearing together.
I'm back. Again.
I'm not too happy with the current title image on this blog, and i'm certainly not thrilled with my updating frequency, yet after all this turns and crashes with the page i still feel grateful just to have it.
I was very close to letting it go when a few days back the hosting company neglected to keep my domain mine, but there was always a wee little something inside my head telling me to save the one personal space i've always had. Dusty and rusty as it is, this site truly reflects who and where i am at all time.
Neglected when i'm, say, having a baby.
Scarce when my feelings are.
Giddy if i have a bubbly head.
Musical when i try to keep the beat.
Gone when i don't even know where i stand.
And so we're bearing together.
I'm back. Again.
Monday, May 12
It shouldn't be so hard (right?)

We live so far away from everything. From our jobs, our friends, our former lives. Yet we live in a place beautiful enough to bring us regular visitors, happy faces and provide interesting excursions. So, after a few years we've come to realize that we live in the country yet we do not have the country pleasures in our lives. All this to say we're considering moving into a house. With a garden. Or something like that. Hello to the nice mountain air and the sunshine tickling our noses while we sip white wine out of balloon glasses. It shouldn't be so hard. Do you want to buy our lovely flat?

We live so far away from everything. From our jobs, our friends, our former lives. Yet we live in a place beautiful enough to bring us regular visitors, happy faces and provide interesting excursions. So, after a few years we've come to realize that we live in the country yet we do not have the country pleasures in our lives. All this to say we're considering moving into a house. With a garden. Or something like that. Hello to the nice mountain air and the sunshine tickling our noses while we sip white wine out of balloon glasses. It shouldn't be so hard. Do you want to buy our lovely flat?
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