my week in pictures
It is Irish oatmeal season. Bliss.
I like it with golden syrup.
As an aside...because these things/people do not interest me...
This video popped up on Facebook, where I read about friends.
I can honestly say that I have no clue which famous sister that is.
It was a video about not objectifying women.
So.
There she is, not being objectified.
With her blouse open.
Next to a basket of melons.
This cannot be lost on you.
Everyone went to work this week. Most of us commuted together.
Each of us worked hard and was very grateful. Youngest had a difficult time but it all came round in the end...thank heavens.
I started my days with this -
and ended one evening at the local French place with a very dear co-worker.
And I got my hair cut,
which turned out to be a bit of a surprise as I asked that she make it choppy and layered and I thought I'd still have a bob and ended up with a pixie.
I never mind haircut surprises but this one was a big surprise. It's a great cut and I had, once, some months ago, considered a pixie and let it go. It's cold for a pixie and I still haven't figured out how to manage it. It's very short! I've worn a hat to stay warm for the first time in many years and I know, because she is so skilled, my hair stylist, that it will be tremendous fun to grow out.
I mostly bring my lunch but with the windfall of K working I "Mapled" one day. That would be Masala veg and couscous and it was very good.
After many days and countless attempts (and working on getting Paola involved) I was FINALLY able to arrange a cocktail party in Italy.
I have learned that Italian websites are infuriating. And that Paola, is, as usual, insightful, helpful and wonderful.
And whom did I see on my commute?
He looked very much like my pain management doctor.
Last night we had Loretta (!!!!) and her family to dinner. We had a wonderful evening with them and they brought us absolutely the best cheese EVER and some beautiful wine. It's a terrific thing, knowing bloggers and enjoying them in real life. Simply terrific.
And this week?
I'm seeing the surgeon to talk about my hardware, more snow is expected, and our work schedules are slightly less hectic.
Tonight?
I am making jambalaya whilst K works, we will watch Downton and then the football game - the only football game we ever see each year.
Who can forget last week's events on Downton?
I wish you a lovely week and will post some fun links.
I like it with golden syrup.
As an aside...because these things/people do not interest me...
This video popped up on Facebook, where I read about friends.
I can honestly say that I have no clue which famous sister that is.
It was a video about not objectifying women.
So.
There she is, not being objectified.
With her blouse open.
Next to a basket of melons.
This cannot be lost on you.
Everyone went to work this week. Most of us commuted together.
Each of us worked hard and was very grateful. Youngest had a difficult time but it all came round in the end...thank heavens.
I started my days with this -
and ended one evening at the local French place with a very dear co-worker.
And I got my hair cut,
which turned out to be a bit of a surprise as I asked that she make it choppy and layered and I thought I'd still have a bob and ended up with a pixie.
I never mind haircut surprises but this one was a big surprise. It's a great cut and I had, once, some months ago, considered a pixie and let it go. It's cold for a pixie and I still haven't figured out how to manage it. It's very short! I've worn a hat to stay warm for the first time in many years and I know, because she is so skilled, my hair stylist, that it will be tremendous fun to grow out.
I mostly bring my lunch but with the windfall of K working I "Mapled" one day. That would be Masala veg and couscous and it was very good.
After many days and countless attempts (and working on getting Paola involved) I was FINALLY able to arrange a cocktail party in Italy.
I have learned that Italian websites are infuriating. And that Paola, is, as usual, insightful, helpful and wonderful.
Why didn't you ask before???!?
People here have emails, websites and so on and so forth ... but do NOT USE, KNOW how or WANT to use them ...
Give me the details.
Paola*
It took three laptops for me to put the Adele album on my phone.
I guess we could safely say I was tech-challenged this week.
I guess we could safely say I was tech-challenged this week.
And whom did I see on my commute?
This lady with a very complicated hair/hat/fur/hood situation.
This lovely gent bringing flowers home. (I love men traveling with flowers).
This gal with great red boots.
This beautiful woman with a flow-y coat.
This gorgeous child (okay, 20-something) who had the perfect coat/hat/gloves/face and drifted off to sleep while I sat and stared.
And finally, this dapper fellow in his beautiful suit.
And finally, this dapper fellow in his beautiful suit.
He looked very much like my pain management doctor.
Last night we had Loretta (!!!!) and her family to dinner. We had a wonderful evening with them and they brought us absolutely the best cheese EVER and some beautiful wine. It's a terrific thing, knowing bloggers and enjoying them in real life. Simply terrific.
And this week?
I'm seeing the surgeon to talk about my hardware, more snow is expected, and our work schedules are slightly less hectic.
Tonight?
I am making jambalaya whilst K works, we will watch Downton and then the football game - the only football game we ever see each year.
Who can forget last week's events on Downton?
Not I!
I shrieked with surprise.
(I broke up with Downton some years ago but seem to not be able to resist this final season.)
I shrieked with surprise.
(I broke up with Downton some years ago but seem to not be able to resist this final season.)
I wish you a lovely week and will post some fun links.
*I hope Paola doesn't mind that I've quoted her here.
Comments
You can quote me whenever and wherever you wish. I only say what I believe and always stick with it.
Football, soccer, baseball ... I couldn't care less.
But I watched both the anthem performed by Lady Gaga and the trio half time. The latter because one of my oldest and return clients informed me her daughter was chosen to perform on stage but I coudln't say a word to anyone before it happened. Imagine. A 16 year old girl on THAT stage. They had to rehears for almost a month, some 8 hours per day for a few days a week. Impressive. Sadly, I couldn't see her ... to hard to spot someone there.
Forgive me for the long comment.
Re: growing out a haircut. Once when Elder Son was about 4, he happened to get a haircut that grew out beautifully. It looked every bit as good 2 months later as it did the day he got it cut (yes, I was very frugal with haircuts when my boys were little). Sadly, I neglected to take note of which person at Cost Cutters did the cut so we could not repeat the miracle.