Last
weekend, the Brit and I went to Melrose Market
which wasn’t around before we left Seattle. Afterwards we decided to pop up the
street for some coffee and on our way to the coffee shop we saw people marching
up the street. It was Occupy Seattle protestors on their way to I don't know where.
Yesterday early afternoon the lights flickered in our temp apartment and about a minute later they went out completely. While I was trying to figure out what was going on, the fire alarms started blaring. I immediately put on my shoes, grabbed my purse and headed outside.
There were a few of us standing around and I chatted a bit with one of the other tenants. I mentioned that the fire trucks hadn’t arrived even though the alarms had been going for quite a few minutes. It turns out she works for an insurance company and said that the fire department not receiving the alarm signal happens much more often than people would think. It turns out, that’s exactly what occurred.
Fortunately, there was no fire in the building. But there was a fire at an energy substation that cut power in Kirkland, Bellevue and Redmond. I know this could have happened on the other side of the lake, but this gets added to my list of reasons not to live on the Eastside.
We found a house that we like and that’s within our budget. It’s a new build and has never been lived in, but even though it’s brand spanking new we decided to have it inspected. Everything was going well until the inspector came down from the attic area and announced…there is no insulation.
The Brit and I both had a wtf??!!! reaction. It turns out there’s no insulation in the crawlspace under the house either. We certainly weren’t expecting this.
After nearly 8 years of living in France, I’m going home. The Brit and I have decided to move back to Seattle…
You know the ones…Reading, wRiting, aRithmetic and Recognizing a “Tu” vs. a “Vous”.
I was on the bus when a little girl (she couldn’t have been more than 6 years old) starting talking to me. What surprised me was that she used Tu instead of Vous. I’ve been told I don’t look my age, but in relation to the girl I clearly fall into the adult category. In my mind this means I use Tu with her and she uses Vous with me.
I’ve been tutoied by a stranger in Paris before – he was a retail clerk around my age and he tutoied all of his customers. But the little girl was a different situation, it would be like me walking up to an elderly stranger and using Tu as if we were friends or family. Perhaps I’m being a bit too old-fashioned. Is the singular Vous becoming passé?
I find these tea bags with caricatures of national leaders both amusing and slightly creepy.
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The Brit and I have returned from our Caribbean vacation and coming back to Europe has been a shock. On top of the jet lag, we’ve experienced a 30 degree (F) change in temperature.
The trip out was less than pleasant. On the long plane ride from London we had to listen to an annoying former elementary school teacher praise every little breath her 3 children took, in a cloying, high voice. To top it off, I was suffering from a cold and had a rather large man sitting next to me (not the Brit, he was on the other side) who appeared to also have a cold AND he slept for most of the flight and snored.
That said, once we stepped off the plane, things were great. The 2.5 weeks went too quickly. Just when we got used to the sun and heat, it was time to return.
But the big news is…….. the Brit and I are married. That’s right, we eloped!
My parents weren’t really surprised and are quite happy for us. Apparently my mother is telling everyone she can that she has a new son through marriage. Our friends were caught off guard but have congratulated us.
The Brit’s family has been ok for the most part, but one of his sisters hasn’t even acknowledged the fact that we got hitched. I have no idea what her problem is, but at the moment I don’t really care.
The Brit and I are currently on an island with a population of under 200. It certainly makes a change from Paris...
The brit and I are off for a much needed vacation. So you might not hear from me for a while...
A while back I posted a photo of Xmas trees made of recycle bottles. Last month the Brit and I were in the same neighborhood and noticed even more of these trees.
This artwork is on the wall outside of a crèche. I don’t remember the arrondissement (I think it’s in the 1st). How nice to see building art that doesn’t have graffiti on it.
While giving a speech, President Sarkozy stated that he was in Allemagne (Germany) when he was actually in Alsace. Maybe it was just a slip up and it certainly wouldn’t be the first by a French politician (see They sound so similar and What kind of prints?). But given the region’s history, I can understand why the locals were upset. View the oops moment here.
Seattle has a resident known as Phoenix Jones who goes around town dressed as a superhero and fighting crime. He’s been stabbed, had a gun pulled on him and had his nose broken.
I’m all for people trying to make a positive difference, but Phoenix might end up with something more serious and permanent than a broken nose if he keeps this up.
Seattle Superhero 'Phoenix Jones' Patrols Streets, Fights Crime
Seattle's 'superhero' has nose broken in confrontation
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