not with a blind man - on the cell phone

This -



is one of my favorite scenes in Amelie (though I have many) and exactly how I felt, yesterday, rushing around during my lunch hour whilst on the phone with K...

I had, the day before, spied a dry cleaner/tailor just down the street from my office building. I went back with two pairs of pants which needed to be shortened and was amused to see that the entire facade of the store had been removed.



With the store completely open to the street, I was ushered into a curtained area, I changed into the too-long pants and the tailor measured for new hems. Even more astonishing: they were ready four hours later and it cost the same amount as having it done near my home where the sewing would have taken a week.



I like to take a deep sniff when I pass these flowers. I bought red and purple ones for the woman I have replaced. She has been very patient with my questions. My many questions.



I am admiring those jars in the window across from my building. I have two big window sills in my office - but what would I put in those jars? Fake snow I'm thinking.



I must remember to get a report on the cupcakes at this cafe. They don't look that good but I could be wrong.



I was hoping I could find someone to cut my hair near my job as the woman who does it near my house is okay, but someone in town might be better...but not at these prices. Haircuts start at $98.



Is this the falafel cart my boss mentioned? It smells great but my appetite is so small I could never finish one of their sandwiches.



I was walking too fast to see what it was like inside - but I love this sign.



Someone is always digging/inspecting/working in a hole.



The weather was good. The nannies were out in force.



I'd need an entire hour for this thrift shop - it's very large. The window displays are terrific, those vases are suspended with fishing line. Very clever.



The five-dollar-pashmina-man has messenger bags and backpacks at the moment. I wish I had known that before I bought my small black leather bag.



The baked potato place sells only baked potatoes! Heaven. There are, probably, twenty toppings available and the potatoes come in a sturdy brown paper box with a smaller box of salad within. I could live on baked potatoes.

What did I miss showing you?
The fabulous old store front with the sign over the door that reads: HARD TO FIND ITEMS.
The ice cream trucks which are on every corner.
The paper store. Yes! A paper store.
The long line of people who wait, nearly every day, to be let into sample sales.

But it's only my second week!