Did you get to see baby ebrown?
Last month, a concert violinist has moved into the apartment next to mine. She is just about to finish her studies at the conservatory, and she has been practicing for her concert exam all day long. She started before I left for work, and evidently wasn't finished when I came back three hours ago. She still isn't. Right now, it is very rainy and warm as the sun sets over Munich (what little of it can penetrate the clouds anyway.) That, together with my new neighbor practicing Bach's partita in b minor, has conjured up a smile on my face that has been lasting for at least an hour already as I write. As settings go, it doesn't get any more beautiful than this one!
Leaving the terrace of Cafe Chagall with its charming waiter, I turn into Zichy Jenö utca. Behind me I hear the two boys and the girl who had been kicking some tossed-off car parts about loudly clanging down the crossroads. Two women getting out of a car stand and watch. Another car starts away, as they close the doors the loud punk-metal wafts out before sprinting off after the car. Out of B. Street Cafe, a beautiful girl behind the bar, who's talking with the only customer in the entire place, looks out and smiles. From the third floor on the right, I hear someone playing the guitar, And I wish you were here" - to an audience I guess, because friends laugh, some sound of beer bottles. From a basement bar on the same side, there's ska music. I peer in, it looks cool, no-frills tables on a tile floor, the place is full. Another car leaving down the street trails out techno pop music. I reach the end of the one block East from Cafe Chagall. Residential Zichy Jeno utca, Terezvaros, Monday night at 10:45.
I learnt a new word today - Debonair. I heard it when a news reporter was using this word to describe the French Foreign Minister, who the word was indeed made for. Now I can't stop thinking about the word and for some dumb reason, it makes me smile all the time.
Debonair, Debonair...
boxing. went for the second time and got the full deal training. sparred with another girl, starting to get the hang of it. never felt so alive!
dagmaraka wrote:boxing. went for the second time and got the full deal training. sparred with another girl, starting to get the hang of it. never felt so alive!
Dag, you are soooo ready for the car guys.
Good for you ! :wink:
Today apparently is put-your-big-trash-out-and-see-if-anyone-else-can-find-anything-they-like day in Erzsebetvaros ... and thus on every streetcorner and by every gate there are piles of broken furniture, TV's, old mattresses and random garbage, with youths and old men prowling around and digging in, sometimes even with makeshift carts.
I had my first day at playgroup and was thrilled to death to be surrounded by smiling, gurgling babies!
And the toy storage area was a bit...out of order....so I rearranged things a lil bit
Wait, it gets better! Two lil girls I met the first day I did rounds as a Patient buddy were back at the hospital today! It was so nice to see them! We had heaps of fun!
And their lil brother got discharged while I was still at the hospital so that is good that he did not have to stay in hospital over night.
It was a good day
There's a coffee place near my house that roasts its own beans, so every so often, when the timing is right, I walk outside to find the neighborhood engulfed in the smell of roasting coffee. Love that smell.
It's so much nicer than the northeasterly August breezes that bring in the air from the Oscar Mayer plant up the road.
Yeah.
Sozlet's favorite stuffed animal, Beary, is missing. I haven't launched an all-out search yet, partly because I'm terrified we won't find him, partly because she happily slept with another stuffed animal the last two nights Beary's been on the lam and didn't seem overly concerned.
This morning, my husband told me there was a bad smell in the kitchen somewhere that he hasn't been able to track down or identify. My first thought was "Oh god, it's Beary!!!" It took quite a while before I remembered the part about how he's never been, you know, alive.
Reminds me of the Calvin & Hobbes where C loses H in the woods and the parents are out looking... mom calls out, "Hoooobbbbeeessss!" as though he'll respond...
Thanks for the laugh, soz.
Who says Beary isn't alive? (a la "Velveteen Rabbit")
<I found Beary!! After writing this I realized I had to just look for him already instead of worrying that I'd never find him, and he appeared at the bottom of a box of clothes in sozlet's dress-up closet. After joyous reunion, she asked "Where was he??" and when I told her she said ohhhh, that's when me and [her best friend] were packing to go to the hotel. OK. Anyway, whew.>
My Dad's office has a wheely chair... and a wooden floor.... hours of fun
Also there is a sleepy happy warm bunny sunbathing outside
Oh and i woke up at 4am to find my wrist still glowing bright turquoise
Ohhh...I had to pay a parking fee today. But then I met one of my friends and he teased me how I was so protected in this "new world of ticket operators." That made me giggle all the way to the computer lab.
What degree did she do, george?
