Thursday, May 17, 2007
Hurry hurry hurry
I keep messing my computer up. You see I figure that anything that costs that much ought to be able to do more than one thing at a time...I can, I have to all the time, so why the heck can't it be opening blogger and uploading photos at the same time. I mean really, why does it have to get it's chips in such a knot? Maybe they should have more women designing them. We can do more than one thing at a time for hours on end.
I had a morning that surged and swept around me, precipitated by a pair of e-mails that HAD to be answered, amputating half an hour from the morning routine. I don't know about you, but I can't do that to my morning routine without hefty payback. But, despite this, it left me with a feeling of increasing integration in this community. Still mightily fringe-dwelling in this small town, but sliding in sideways. I ran, literally, to the bakers to get bread for the girl's ezmorse, morning snack, although the word actually means breakfast. My Catalan was good enough that I could give a man directions to the bank, while running down hill and he understood them. Poor guy, he had to run to keep up with me, and the last I saw of him he was still running as he rounded the corner, as if he had been swept up and couldn't stop. I wonder how long he ran before he wondered why he was still running.
When I got into the bakers, there were a pair of ladies having a lovely and leisurely chat with the lady behind the counter, which peaked both my heart rate and my blood pressure, but my Catalan was also up to gracefully bumping the line! Whew.
We tore out the door on the way to the community center to drop eldest off at her gym class, and on the way saw one youngest's friends heading for school with her Mom and sister, again, the Catalan was up to pawning littlest off and sending her on her way. Although I didn't remember to use the ultra-polite favour asking sentence structure that I recently learned. Oh well.
Eldest and I jogged on, blessedly on one of the few relatively level bits, when I realised that I still had eldest's knapsack that had to be dropped off at the school, and I didn't have time before work. Fortunately another friend from the school was headed that way and took the bag! I dropped eldest off, whipped down to work used the keys to the place I had been lent and in I went. Then the student was half an hour late, but what the heck.
Two folks I know well enough to ask a favour, and keys to a workplace. Starting to belong.
I went into BCN on a lightning fast tour looking for some foodstuffs, and cloth for napkins. We have been napkinless here for a long long time, and every time I look at them they are ugly, skimpy polyester and a mere 4 Euros each, that's about US$4. *gasp*
So instead I bought fabric. Found some fun stuff too....One of them is like a magic match for my favorite mug at the top of the page. Now unfortunately I will probably break the mug, but what the heck.
The fabric is nice and think, and we are going to make them big...fancy restaurant big. I love the napkins you get in those kinds of places....
They had AMAZING fabrics there, I am going to have to get a pattern for a vest and make me some clothes. How hard can it be?