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Nana and the Really Big Number of Candles on the Cake. . .
I don't know about you, but I didn't expect this stage of my life to be quite so busy. It makes me think about how much got swept aside, tabled, pushed to the back burner -- all the idioms, in fact, and interesting that the ones that spring to mind are so kitchen-oriented -- in deference to work. . .
The weekend's doings? Over three hours dedicated to a mission to repair my iPhone, which turned into a decision to replace it, which then turned into an extended negotiation with our mobile service provider to get the best deal on a two-year contract. Ugh! But at least I have a new phone with decent storage and battery life -- and a plan with ample data -- to take on our travels, which begin this Friday.
Then opera Saturday night -- a great production of a contemporary opera, The Overcoat (based on Gogol's short story). Very entertaining and thought-provoking; a good way to close out the season.
And then Sunday morning, not long after I'd finished my gym workout downstairs, my family completely surprised me with a joint Mother's Day/Happy Birthday Nana brunch, right in our condo -- where, I hadn't noticed, Pater had filled the fridge with three dozen eggs, a dozen breakfast sausages, orange juice, Prosecco -- all the good stuff!
The Littles had chosen some sweet small gifts (a pop-socket for my new phone, courtesy of a Nine who knows about the latest tech aids; and a small star-shaped silver trinket box, just the right size for my hearing aids -- a Five had noticed that I like to store these on my night table, so thoughtful; the Three's contribution was the heartiest Surprise! plus his reluctant willingness to wait until after frittatas for me to cut the cake).
Of course, the best presents was the Presence of my loved ones (I wish all of them could have been here, but two of the four families is not bad!), especially the generosity of my daughters in giving up their own Mother's Day breakfasts-in-bed to humour the guy who thought I deserved a surprise gathering for a Really Big Number of Candles! (my birthday's not until Thursday, but he co-opted their Mother's Day with no shame ;-). . . And my beautiful sons-in-law who brought a salad and a wonderful Pavlova-inspired cake. . .
Sunday evening, as I write this, Pater and I are mooching on the leftovers and thinking about the week ahead -- a quick jaunt over to the island to see our son's family, and then back to finish packing and readying the condo for those who will be here while we're away (all those lists!!).
But I'm still thinking about that post on Authenticity, so I'll be back here again tomorrow with a few observations.
I've also uploaded some photos of Almost-Spring outfits I wore over the last few weeks, and I'll post those this week as well -- although we've leapt into sustained sunshine in the low 20s, so I'm in dress rehearsal now for the even warmer weather we'll be enjoying in Croatia next month. . .
As well, I do remember that I offered, quite a few weeks ago, to say something about how we choose train destinations and routes, and how we book and buy our tickets. Since then, however, all my carefully made plans have been thrown into disarray by the SNCF (French rail) labour action -- turns out that each of our train travel days falls on a day designated for possible strikes or slowdowns. I've decided that I'll wait until we have this challenge behind us before I offer my experience here. Meanwhile, cross your fingers for us, would you?
First, though, that jaunt to the island to cuddle a chubby little guy and his big sister. . . Busy days. . . Happy days. . .
The weekend's doings? Over three hours dedicated to a mission to repair my iPhone, which turned into a decision to replace it, which then turned into an extended negotiation with our mobile service provider to get the best deal on a two-year contract. Ugh! But at least I have a new phone with decent storage and battery life -- and a plan with ample data -- to take on our travels, which begin this Friday.
Then opera Saturday night -- a great production of a contemporary opera, The Overcoat (based on Gogol's short story). Very entertaining and thought-provoking; a good way to close out the season.
And then Sunday morning, not long after I'd finished my gym workout downstairs, my family completely surprised me with a joint Mother's Day/Happy Birthday Nana brunch, right in our condo -- where, I hadn't noticed, Pater had filled the fridge with three dozen eggs, a dozen breakfast sausages, orange juice, Prosecco -- all the good stuff!
The Littles had chosen some sweet small gifts (a pop-socket for my new phone, courtesy of a Nine who knows about the latest tech aids; and a small star-shaped silver trinket box, just the right size for my hearing aids -- a Five had noticed that I like to store these on my night table, so thoughtful; the Three's contribution was the heartiest Surprise! plus his reluctant willingness to wait until after frittatas for me to cut the cake).
Of course, the best presents was the Presence of my loved ones (I wish all of them could have been here, but two of the four families is not bad!), especially the generosity of my daughters in giving up their own Mother's Day breakfasts-in-bed to humour the guy who thought I deserved a surprise gathering for a Really Big Number of Candles! (my birthday's not until Thursday, but he co-opted their Mother's Day with no shame ;-). . . And my beautiful sons-in-law who brought a salad and a wonderful Pavlova-inspired cake. . .
Sunday evening, as I write this, Pater and I are mooching on the leftovers and thinking about the week ahead -- a quick jaunt over to the island to see our son's family, and then back to finish packing and readying the condo for those who will be here while we're away (all those lists!!).
But I'm still thinking about that post on Authenticity, so I'll be back here again tomorrow with a few observations.
I've also uploaded some photos of Almost-Spring outfits I wore over the last few weeks, and I'll post those this week as well -- although we've leapt into sustained sunshine in the low 20s, so I'm in dress rehearsal now for the even warmer weather we'll be enjoying in Croatia next month. . .
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| One of those transitional outfits I'll be posting about later. Last week, I needed the jacket walking to meet a friend for coffee; today, not only would it -- and the scarf -- have been superfluous, but the dress would probably have been too warm. . . |
As well, I do remember that I offered, quite a few weeks ago, to say something about how we choose train destinations and routes, and how we book and buy our tickets. Since then, however, all my carefully made plans have been thrown into disarray by the SNCF (French rail) labour action -- turns out that each of our train travel days falls on a day designated for possible strikes or slowdowns. I've decided that I'll wait until we have this challenge behind us before I offer my experience here. Meanwhile, cross your fingers for us, would you?
First, though, that jaunt to the island to cuddle a chubby little guy and his big sister. . . Busy days. . . Happy days. . .
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