February 22nd is George Washington’s Birthday; it is also Luis Buñuel’s (the Spanish movie director) birthday. Andddddddddd it is my son’s birthday: number forty-eight. Continue reading
Today, the temperature finally rose above 0º C and stayed there. It even seemed warm after ten days not only below 0ºC, but sometimes as much as 11º below. That is the coldest I remember feeling in my whole life.
French is entertaining sometimes especially concerning expressive phrases. If someone is really bothering you, you can say “she breaks my feet” (me casse les pieds) and when you are feeling down it is “having the cockroach” (j’ai le cafard). Continue reading
Strange… I was going to say rootless, but suddenly the term above came to me and it sounded much truer. It was something I realized on Sunday, when Kiwi-san and I went for lunch and a game of Scrabble to a friend’s house. Continue reading