[zelda_pinwheel]

Originally Posted by recluse

Hi, Zelda!

hi recluse ! (i know i know, late. but hopefully you're asleep anyway and you won't even notice. )

Originally Posted by dreams

As to right now, well, the wind just switched directions and when I edge the lawns it will now blow away from MY yard.

I just have to decide if I should wait until the wind dies down some, so I can stand up AND hold the lawn trimmer at the same time.

pff, it's not nearly so much fun that way. so what did you decide ?

Originally Posted by nomesque

I stuffed up my back Noticed it was a bit stiff, stretched it a bit, then went and lifted a box and turned to put it down RIP went the muscle, I yelled, then it was stuff the knitting i was going to do for the toddler and lie down with an icepack. And some brilliant person put the icepacks in the bottom drawer of the freezer where I CAN'T REACH NOW!!! *pathetic sniff* Darn, I feel dumb. On the bright side, the codeine I was prescribed a stack of 2 years ago is slowly getting used up... there, isn't that Pollyanna-ish of me? <--- not that i can DO that atm!

ouille ! i sympathise with you, that's miserable. i hope you feel better soon.

Originally Posted by beppe

Look at those. What memories of driving convertibles over the winding roads of the Riviera, with a pretty girl with the wind in her hair. Ah, le gout tres douce de la jounesse. The sweet taste of youth. Sobbing noises of nostalgia.

They came out in the late 50's and originally they were made in suede. Cars did not have sync gears yet, so one had to make fancy ballets with the feet. Double clutch, point-and-heel, .. The little bumps on the back were to avoid the slipping of the foot (mostly the right foot) on the floor, often cluttered by sand or little pebbles. Quite normal after a day on the beach.

The top in fancy driving was to brake with the left foot while keeping the revs up, like the crazy pilots of the time.

Here is a movie of those days that can give an idea of the whole thing.

Of course this has nothing to do with me personally. I just learned this from the tales of the old men in the family. My father in law had a Maserati 3500 and if gently prodded he will tell endless tales about those times, like yesterday night when I drove him home he told me episodes of the Mille Miglia of 1964 won by Ascari, that he went to see in Piacenza just before the bridge, covering himself behind a big tree. He came for the festung of Little Daughter that went very well thank you. We feasted him for his birthday also. 79 and he wears them very well, thank you.

wow, all that from a few little nubbins ! thanks beppe ! but florence, be careful, you might get a prune for walking in driving shoes ! i hope you have your permit...

Originally Posted by nomesque

Ouch! Back injuries are so often so incredibly mundane in origin, aren't they? What's the point of being in pain if you don't have a good story to go with it, darn it?? Like the time I broke my toe in a rug store

oh sheehs, i know. i can do the most hair-raising stuff with no worries, but whenever i injure myself it's when i'm carrying groceries or something incredibly boring like that. i once cracked a rib ; how did i do *that*, you ask, expecting to hear some wild story of motorcycles or trapezes ? you'd be disappointed, because i'd be forced to admit i did it coughing.

Originally Posted by recluse

I'm settling down to read, hoping I get some sleep tonight.
Been up about 36 hours.
Wish me luck.

Originally Posted by SneakySnake

doxylamine works better for me than luck

i'm with sneaky snake on this one. good luck though...

Originally Posted by FlorenceArt

I ran into my neighbor as he was piling mattresses into his car. As I was beginning to suspect, they are moving out, and he assured me that they should be finished today. So it looks like I'll have some blessed quiet at least for a few days. Then, of course, the suspense... how noisy will the next tenants be?

oooh, suspense ! good luck, i hope you get a couple of nice old people up there. they're the best !

Originally Posted by FlorenceArt

I bought a planter and loam (says Google translate - I hope that's the right word) and support sticks for my tomatoes. Now all I need to do is to put all this together and put them on the balcony

balcony time ? wow ! *snif snif* they grow up so fast !!

Originally Posted by montsnmags

We're lucky. In that for our neighbours on both sides the houses are holiday houses. For about 9 months of the year (and right now actually) we don't have any neighbours at all (and they're both quiet when they're there).

I don't know what they think of my music. They're probably too old to appreciate Plastic Bertand on constant repeat.

Cheers
Marc ("I am the king of the divan")

Originally Posted by FlorenceArt

Don't know if I'm too young or too old, but I don't think I would like that!!!!

oh god, tell me about it. when he says stuff like that i'm thankful marc isn't my neighbor.

Originally Posted by beppe

rock-hopping barefoot

In years you must have developed wings. They could have turned in Angel wings in few occasions. Unless that rotating thing that you have on your top is not only sun-powered like mine and has some real horse power.

i think definitely the rotating thing he's got on his top has some real horse power. at the very least.