This morning I can twist to the right. Progress!!!
Random terrible fact: Every day 4 women in Colombia are murdered as the result of domestic violence. That’s not an estimate, it’s a death count by the country’s INML (coroner’s office.)
This year we did not have Christmas food. We had thai on the 24th and yesterday we had italian. We also didn’t send Christmas cards, instead we sent emails with an update of everything that’s happened in our lives in the past year. We received lots of updates in return, which seems more sensible and meaningful than just a card.
Mike’s (our?) nephew got an amazing new job after having invented an app. Don’t ask me, I have no idea what it does, but an American company thinks it’s brilliant. It’s a wonderful moment when the children in a family start doing better than the adults. I suppose I should stop calling him a child at some point as he’s married, has his own home and an excellent job.
His mother is living in Tokyo and despairing as a new building that’s going up right outside her window is removing her views of Mt. Fuji forevermore.
In Sotogrande not much has changed, at all. As usual, the talk this time of year is who’s having what party and who was or wasn’t invited. Well, to be honest that’s more or less the talk all year round, but anyway. It’s much more amusing to watch from a safe distance than actually being dragged into the social games and controversies.
The workers at the flats are off until after the new year. Mike decided to not waste this time and he’s there now, sanding walls. I get a pass because I’m half broken; But if my back allows it tomorrow, I think I’m going to start putting together the cabinets for the kitchen in the one bedroom.
In other news we recently went to a Moroccan restaurant that has vegetarian mezze. You don’t get to choose anything, they just keep bringing you one little dish after the other. It was spectacular. Except for Indian in India, I don’t think I’ve ever had vegetarian food that was as sophisticated. Layers on layers of complex flavours and spices. It takes some serious knowledge and experience to do what they do. Ever since I’ve been reading about it to see if I can reproduce some of what they do at home.
The weather continues to be excellent. Today it’s a lovely 18 degrees. The dogs are sunbathing outside. They’re saying temperatures will dip for the new year, but it’ll warm up again by the 5th.
In 26 months and 23 days I’ll be 40 years old. I’m quite surprised I’ve made it this far. When I was young I was somewhat angry that life wasn’t exactly what I wanted, expected or hoped for. In hindsight it doesn’t look nearly as bad as I thought it was at the time.
Sorry about your back, Mr. M – and the angst about being 40? acckk! Piece of cake! 🙂 Oh, and you’ll be delighted (as I am) to know that we are going to be getting 15 cm. of snow on Sunday/Monday – now THAT’s more like it! 🙂
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Not quite angst, more surprise at how life turned out, and that I’m already at this stage 🙂
And yes, I am delighted you’re getting snow! I’m sure I’ll be punished for my schadenfreude in due time, but for now I’m delighted.
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Do you get snow at all where you are? If you don’t, more’s the pity. . . I love it!
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We do! Our town is on the way up to the Montagne Noir: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Montagne_Noire
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It looks quite lovely!
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Stop shirking! 🙄
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Having hot flushes means: refreshing your tan in December!!
Here, it is two a week, for your random fact- getting better known here- appalling in a country which believes itself to be civilised.
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Christmas cards? My mother writes those to people she keeps in touch with (her relatives, her frenemies, and I don’t know who else) and signs my name and my sisters’ names to them like we’re five year olds. I hug my real friends (the ones who live here) and actually say merry Christmas. I email the friends who don’t live within hugging distance.
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Absolutely! What that generic christmas card really means is: I don’t like you enough to talk to you, but I’m too polite to pretend we’re not real friends 🙂
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Yup
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I’ve always been too lazy to write Christmas cards. Now I tell myself I’m saving trees. 😀
Glad you’re starting to get some mobility back but for goodness sake give it some time to heal!
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Can’t! My clock is ticking. Every other week my liver gets its lawyer to send me a certified letter complaining about one thing or another. If it decides to quit, I’m finished 🙂
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Tell your liver to stop wasting money on its lawyer and buy a supply of milk thistle instead.
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I’m going to post a picture tomorrow, just for you, just for that comment!!!
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-grin- you sound like a landlord with a tenant ready to trash the place! Teach that liver some manners coz I’m not ready to miss you. :p
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I do hope your back is mending well but please think twice about risking it tomorrow making cabinets up.
Well done on avoiding the sameness of Christmas foods and to treating your palate to a change.No doubt it was a delight.
Ah 40, I wish I remembered that far back but I didn’t think I’d be here wondering about it. In less than a month I’m 65 and I wonder where all the time has gone.
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I’ve decided that the fact that I’ve survived this long is a miracle, and I’m going to keep reminding myself that just waking up is miraculous.
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