Morning thoughts

  • Must have more sleep. On a regular basis.
  • Yesterday I lost my last 4.5" metal hairpin, unavailable in the US. I now look like a potted fern. Or Richard Simmons. This is obviously a sign I need to go to Paris and find a pharmacy.
  • The lovely Ana sent me a huge box of perfume samples (If you have not seen her blog Invisible Magnet, you must; she writes brilliantly.) Some vials, some full sized untouched bottles all wrapped in the pink pages of the New York Observer. An amazing present, one of the bottles is, of all things, a full sized L'Artisian Patchouli. Not being a huge patchouli freak, I had to sample. Hmmm....dangerous. It causes hallucinations of Indian tea, cashmere shawls and shadowy rooms like being trapped inside a jewelry box. It's like dressing up like someone else more exotic for a day. (Patchouli is a known Republican repellent.) Meow. Thank you, thank you, thank you, Darling Ana.
  • The husband has the most delicious skin inside his elbows. He is taking it easy after concussing himself last week.
  • Currently reading Betty Fussell's memoir Kitchen Wars. There is a torrid paragraph about the effect of angora sweaters, but mostly it's about food. Joy!
  • My second cousin Richard was in town; I see him once a decade and think he is perfectly swell. He took care of causing havoc (left the Jesuit Brotherhood, became a Buddhist, married an beautiful Aussie with three girls) in the previous generation and has passed the torch onto me early on.
  • Looking forward to Carla Bruni's upcoming album.

Comments

Mnmom said…
What does your hubby's elbow skin have to do with his concussion, or was it just free-associating??
Nada. But with a concussion he is much slower moving so he is easier to pester and bite. Not a bad thing.
Melinda June said…
Tell me about this hairpin and I'll look for one in London.
Ana said…
I'm so glad you're liking the perfume box! I too look forward to La Bruni's album. Loved her last one.

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