21 March 2008
Criminy
It's 2:22am and we've both just had heart attacks. Thought that one was gone ... Oh the madness! Just got a call from Cath and when Betsy gets off the phone we'll go straight to bed and lie there not sleeping for the next couple hours. Enjoy the next ones y'all.
19 March 2008
Duke vs Belmont
17 March 2008
11 March 2008
Around the city ...
From my walk to conversation group this morning ...

A lovely spate of visitors begins this Thursday. First Cathy will be here for a week (in the meantime, I'll be off to Brussels to see Gary for the weekend), then Jenny's sister Jessie, then our friend Dave for a few days, then the Magees for ten days or so. That's March 13 thru April 5, 23 days sans arrĂȘt! It'll be fun, but wish us luck!
A lovely spate of visitors begins this Thursday. First Cathy will be here for a week (in the meantime, I'll be off to Brussels to see Gary for the weekend), then Jenny's sister Jessie, then our friend Dave for a few days, then the Magees for ten days or so. That's March 13 thru April 5, 23 days sans arrĂȘt! It'll be fun, but wish us luck!
08 March 2008
Avignon photos going up
In case I don't get to post an update, you can go here to see photos from our trip to the Paris Agriculture Show and vacation in Avignon as I get them edited, titled, and posted.
Go, Duke!!
(Typo corrected, sentiment still stands!)
This will be a quick post because we're all pretty beat, just back at home after our vacation week in Avignon. We got hit by the Mistral in Avignon -- you know the wind is bad when it has its own name... On the bright side (so to speak), it blew away every cloud in the sky and we had brilliant sunshine every day of our trip. On the down side, the temperature dropped about 20 degrees and we had wind gusts up to about 60 miles an hour and even a flew snow flurries one night. Someone had told us that Avignon was the windiest place she'd ever been, and based on our experience, I have to agree.
Seeing as it might be our only chance to see the area, though, we still ventured out. Highlights were the Palais des Papes (although they managed to make it rather a dull audioguide tour, considering that it covers the time of the great schism in the western Catholic church, including rival factions electing separate and competing popes, who each excommunicated all the church members on the opposing side -- they also never mentioned that one of the popes of the time died of eating ground emeralds prescribed by his doctor for indigestion (!)), the Pont du Gard (an incredibly well-preserved Roman aqueduct), the tiny Provence towns on every hillside, and foosball at the local billiards hall.
It's nice to be home again, and we're steeling ourselves to going back to work and school next week, but still have a day tomorrow to relax. We'll try to get pictures organised and posted soon, but meanwhile, in preparation for the big game which will take place tonight while Paris sleeps, we just need to say:
Go to Hell, Carolina, Go to Hell!!!!!
GO DUKE !!!!!!!!!
This will be a quick post because we're all pretty beat, just back at home after our vacation week in Avignon. We got hit by the Mistral in Avignon -- you know the wind is bad when it has its own name... On the bright side (so to speak), it blew away every cloud in the sky and we had brilliant sunshine every day of our trip. On the down side, the temperature dropped about 20 degrees and we had wind gusts up to about 60 miles an hour and even a flew snow flurries one night. Someone had told us that Avignon was the windiest place she'd ever been, and based on our experience, I have to agree.
Seeing as it might be our only chance to see the area, though, we still ventured out. Highlights were the Palais des Papes (although they managed to make it rather a dull audioguide tour, considering that it covers the time of the great schism in the western Catholic church, including rival factions electing separate and competing popes, who each excommunicated all the church members on the opposing side -- they also never mentioned that one of the popes of the time died of eating ground emeralds prescribed by his doctor for indigestion (!)), the Pont du Gard (an incredibly well-preserved Roman aqueduct), the tiny Provence towns on every hillside, and foosball at the local billiards hall.
It's nice to be home again, and we're steeling ourselves to going back to work and school next week, but still have a day tomorrow to relax. We'll try to get pictures organised and posted soon, but meanwhile, in preparation for the big game which will take place tonight while Paris sleeps, we just need to say:
Go to Hell, Carolina, Go to Hell!!!!!
GO DUKE !!!!!!!!!
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