whew mes amis, sorry for the pause. first I was at chartres. then I was studying and taking a midterm exam. then I went to belgium for 2 days. and I just got back. also, my computer charger has decided to be spastic again and not work, so I'm on allison's computer, so my forays into the internet are a little less frequent.
belgium was awesome. first we went to bruges, a quaint little 15th century town. it was full full of people because we were there the day of the procession of the saint-sang, the holy blood of christ. the procession actually reminded me a lot of the mormon tradition of pageantry. it was really cool and clearly a strong part of the community and identity of this town. then we went to ghent, my favorite. hurlbut detailed the van eyck altarpiece for us - it really is incredible and inspiring. and we ate at a most excellent restaurant, hurlbut splurged, and I thoroughly enjoyed that meal. I savored every bite and lingered and talked with richelle and maren (we were talking boys) for a long time after. we spent the night there at a pretty sweet hotel, I was loving it, and I went to a little flea market this morning and got 2 silver rings and 2 records - buddy holly and the simon & garfunkel that mysteriously disappeared from our house a few years ago. we only spent a couple hours in brussels. I ate fries and bought chocolate. that's about it.
it was pretty cool to hear flemish instead of french. I didn't realize there was so much tension between the two sides. hurlbut actually advised us to speak english rather than french to the flemish because they learn english rather than french as a second language, as a matter of separatist pride.
I love road trips, especially in the comfort of a luxury "autocar" (charter bus). wish I'd had a pillow, though. had so much fun on this trip with richelle and maren, those girls are the best. we're going to normandy next weekend for 3 days and that should be equally fun and awesome. I can't wait!
on other matters, I sent another email. and I finally finally got one back. it was almost as wonderful as the first. now I'm waiting again. story of my life.
5.17.2009
home sweet home
places I would love to live in:
isn't the lack of stuff so refreshing?
I wish I could get by with a book, a notebook, a sketchbook,
a tea tray, a butterfly net, and a bed.
maybe someday.
5.14.2009
macrons & genie pants
so ... awhile back I kind of made fun of all those bloggers who were raving about "macrons" and how silly they were. well, I ate some. I ate six. and they were, quite possibly, the most exquisite things I have ever tasted. it was ... oh my goodness. incredible. I forgot to take a picture of my six little beautiful sandwich cookies in their laduree mint green box before I ate them ALL, but no worries, I will be going back and buying more in another adorable box and I will take a picture then.
I commend myself on my buying prowess of finding things on sale. so far I have hit up h&m, etam, camaieu, naf naf and jennyfer. still have a few more on the list of approved coolness to check out, and I'm sure I'll find some more. I am loving this. today I bought genie pants. they are so fun and comfortable and I absolutely love them. I get so much pleasure in little things. I wear my genie pants and everywhere I go, I realize about every five minutes, I am wearing genie pants, and suddenly I am so happy. I have fresh tulips on my desk and every time I glance that way, I am so happy. I bought the cutest water bottle today that I plan on reusing, and every time I get it out to take a sip, it just makes me so happy.
it probably has something to do with my hormones because other days, somebody says something, anything at all, and I will think they are the most annoying person in the world. IN THE WORLD. and usually I have a hard time containing those sorts of vibes. I may not say a thing, but people generally know when I am not liking them. I think I have such concentrated passions that people can't help knowing what's going on inside of me. and usually I don't mind.
I have been packing so much stuff into a day this week and it's taking it's toll. monday was class and st. denys. tuesday was class and 2 paris walks and the ballet. wednesday was the louvre and versailles. today was the louvre and 2 paris walks and shopping. I like going out and doing things, but a thing, maybe two, and then I am satisfied and ready to come home and rest. the last couple of days have been one thing after another all day long and I am so exhausted. tomorrow and saturday are early mornings for our castle excursions. I'm hoping the bus rides will be long and relaxing so the days don't feel too full.
I bought fresh carrots and apricots today. I hope they are delicious.
I commend myself on my buying prowess of finding things on sale. so far I have hit up h&m, etam, camaieu, naf naf and jennyfer. still have a few more on the list of approved coolness to check out, and I'm sure I'll find some more. I am loving this. today I bought genie pants. they are so fun and comfortable and I absolutely love them. I get so much pleasure in little things. I wear my genie pants and everywhere I go, I realize about every five minutes, I am wearing genie pants, and suddenly I am so happy. I have fresh tulips on my desk and every time I glance that way, I am so happy. I bought the cutest water bottle today that I plan on reusing, and every time I get it out to take a sip, it just makes me so happy.
it probably has something to do with my hormones because other days, somebody says something, anything at all, and I will think they are the most annoying person in the world. IN THE WORLD. and usually I have a hard time containing those sorts of vibes. I may not say a thing, but people generally know when I am not liking them. I think I have such concentrated passions that people can't help knowing what's going on inside of me. and usually I don't mind.
I have been packing so much stuff into a day this week and it's taking it's toll. monday was class and st. denys. tuesday was class and 2 paris walks and the ballet. wednesday was the louvre and versailles. today was the louvre and 2 paris walks and shopping. I like going out and doing things, but a thing, maybe two, and then I am satisfied and ready to come home and rest. the last couple of days have been one thing after another all day long and I am so exhausted. tomorrow and saturday are early mornings for our castle excursions. I'm hoping the bus rides will be long and relaxing so the days don't feel too full.
I bought fresh carrots and apricots today. I hope they are delicious.
5.11.2009
paper > pastries
the boy does not answer me
so I write pathetic poetry
and dream of him at night.
giving up would seem intelligent at this point,
but the thought makes me want to cry.
oceane does not answer me
so I spray her perfume in my room
so it will smell like her scarves that we share
and look for other dark-haired light blue-eyed frenchies.
there's quite a few.
I make myself feel better by buying office supplies.
there's (almost) nothing I love more than brand new office supplies:
a clairefontaine notebook
a new journal (mine is filling up faster than ever before)
2 mini rhodia notepads (one for vocab, one for notes)
loose sheets of french paper (oh how I love french paper)
cheap-o bic fountain pens
a real fountain pen (parker)
ink cartridges
books:
green guide to toulouse
another petit nicolas book
les fourberies de scapin by moliere (scapin was my absolute favorite of all of the plays charles did in high school. just recently discovered that it's a moliere ...)
and it's only the beginning, my friends. you can never never have too many notebooks. and with the volume of poetry I'm producing these days ... I'm gonna need them.
so I write pathetic poetry
and dream of him at night.
giving up would seem intelligent at this point,
but the thought makes me want to cry.
oceane does not answer me
so I spray her perfume in my room
so it will smell like her scarves that we share
and look for other dark-haired light blue-eyed frenchies.
there's quite a few.
I make myself feel better by buying office supplies.
there's (almost) nothing I love more than brand new office supplies:
a clairefontaine notebook
a new journal (mine is filling up faster than ever before)
2 mini rhodia notepads (one for vocab, one for notes)
loose sheets of french paper (oh how I love french paper)
cheap-o bic fountain pens
a real fountain pen (parker)
ink cartridges
books:
green guide to toulouse
another petit nicolas book
les fourberies de scapin by moliere (scapin was my absolute favorite of all of the plays charles did in high school. just recently discovered that it's a moliere ...)
and it's only the beginning, my friends. you can never never have too many notebooks. and with the volume of poetry I'm producing these days ... I'm gonna need them.
5.10.2009
5.09.2009
think happy thoughts
I'm sure some of these things are repeats, but I don't care. right now, I just want to think about the things that make me happy.
brand spanking new art supplies
orange sherbet
scarves
house slippers
feeling the raised ink on laserjet copies
jack johnson
dryer sheet smell
driving stick shift
curly hair
the mannerisms of a certain someone
singing singing singing
wind
feeling completely at ease
tartines in the morning
buying something you've been looking for
statues
paper and notebooks
ink on my fingers
when what I am wearing is exactly me
words that say just what I mean
ranunculus
parades
absorbing the echoes of a gothic church
orangina
names
lunch in the park
colors
genuine smiles
feeling at home somewhere
waking up to birdsong
and just for the record, something that does not make me happy:
cats. cats do not make me happy. in fact, I pretty much hate them.
brand spanking new art supplies
orange sherbet
scarves
house slippers
feeling the raised ink on laserjet copies
jack johnson
dryer sheet smell
driving stick shift
curly hair
the mannerisms of a certain someone
singing singing singing
wind
feeling completely at ease
tartines in the morning
buying something you've been looking for
statues
paper and notebooks
ink on my fingers
when what I am wearing is exactly me
words that say just what I mean
ranunculus
parades
absorbing the echoes of a gothic church
orangina
names
lunch in the park
colors
genuine smiles
feeling at home somewhere
waking up to birdsong
and just for the record, something that does not make me happy:
cats. cats do not make me happy. in fact, I pretty much hate them.
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