Look what came in the post today: "Hm. More Roman History books. I wonder if they taste better than the other Italian book I had for dinner last week?" Ah! A few necessities arrived from the States. More Roman books for Mr. Wild Dingo, a few American/English-speaking movie DVDs and ...
Animal Planet called the other day. They received an anonymous tip from my phone number about chicken legs that attack. They were interested in doing a series replacing their series about sharks. Hm. Think. THINK. THINK! Who could have called from my telephone and complained about scary chicken legs? "It wasn't me. I pity da […]
Last week, our Sea Shipment arrived. No, we didn't get a truckload of lobsters. It was the rest of our furniture. We were told it could be up to 12 weeks before we saw even a delivery date. Happily, it arrived in customs at 5 weeks but we couldn't receive it right away because Mr. Wild […]
I left the house for 15 minutes. Fifteen lousy minutes. Not a lot can happen in 15 minutes, right? "They say historians cannot fully explain the rise or fall of Rome. Soon, they will say that about Siberian mastications."
This month's masthead is dedicated to adjusting to life as we now know it. All four of us have shown various signs of coping. Loki specifically has shown his coping strategies quite explicitly. Some days it breaks my heart. Other days, it makes me want to leap for joy to see him cope so eloquently. Juno […]
Our fence is in! And not a moment too soon. It went in last week a day before Mr. Wild Dingo and I started our Cultural Training Program. "Come again," you ask? Yes, that's right. Mr. Wild Dingo and I don't got no culture and we don't got no class. So we had to hire […]
"Hey Princess, is it a coincidence that we live in a town (Tolochenaz) on the way to another town (Biere) named after Pop's favorite beverage?"
I still can't get over the spectacular views we have from our home. We set up our office in the best part of the house, on the second floor, overlooking Lake Leman. Ok, it will always be Lake Geneva to me, but when in Rome, or I guess when in Morges ... "Hey Pop! […]
On a recent bike ride through the Jura villages, farms and mountains Mr. Wild Dingo says to me,"It totally sucks here." And I'm like, "Ya, let's go home. Just one more ride." In fact, it sucks so bad here that we couldn't even take photos of our lame-ass rides through the quaint villages or rolling hills. […]
When I come up for air from the bottom of all the Ikea boxes invading our home, I'll manage to post some more of the gorgeous sites we've explored around the surrounding towns. For now I hope these hold you over. So far, Loki and Juno have only explored Switzerland on foot in a 1-hour radius […]