the days of a lazy winter are long long gone. these are the days of four or five meetings a day, at least two activities in the evening and definitely four or five groups of tourists visiting. yes... if you repats are still trying to deny it... face up and chin up guys, busy season is here.
well... last night i was talking to a tourist and we were analyzing my life here versus the one i would have had in la. i was thinking ... today being friday, i would probably be waiting and anticipating for a new movie, a party, or a dinner dance weekend followed by a sunday at the beach.
instead this is what i have planned for my weekend and i love it. as you might remember arthur and i took a getaway weekend to our summer house last weekend. while we were there ms. ozzie (our golden) went to the neighbors house to scare the chickens. now a fun fact is that when chickens experience stress... they may not lay eggs. so this is what happened and now i will go the bird market to buy my neighbor chicks... thirty six of them (HOW CUTE). i also have a slew of cultural events to look forward to but this is the highlight. knowing how much i love animals i can foresee a fight...
i will ask arthur if we can keep just one. he will say no. i will promise that we can keep it on the balcony and that it will not be a bother. he will threaten that the chicken, ozzie and i can find a new place to live... then i will pout... and upon leaving the chickens at our neighbors at the summer house... i will cry... and arthur will hug me... and say... ok fine we can have just one chicken... and i will say... nooooooo (still crying)... i don't want a chicken... i want a parrot... and he will just stop talking to me for twenty minutes... until something happens to change the subject.
at first i started with a turtle... thinking who the hell would say no to a turtle... arthur did. now i am trying to devise schemes and plans to keep some kind of animal life on my balcony... we will see.
arthur and i are a bit like ricky and lucy from i love lucy. he is the foreign musician with an accent, successful and famous, (although it is me that is foreign and has an accent here in reality)... i am the curly haired wife who is always trying to convince my husband to let me be in one song... or one music video. when we were newly married... i got my way and was featured in des,den (a song) and in a music video for sirte (the heart)... but since he realized i am completely hopeless when it comes to talent... i have not been able to convince him otherwise.
irregardless of pet number two... i am so blessed that my husband (who does not like animals in the house) made the sacrifice to keep ozzie for me... that is huge and i am thankful for this.
well... last night i was talking to a tourist and we were analyzing my life here versus the one i would have had in la. i was thinking ... today being friday, i would probably be waiting and anticipating for a new movie, a party, or a dinner dance weekend followed by a sunday at the beach.
instead this is what i have planned for my weekend and i love it. as you might remember arthur and i took a getaway weekend to our summer house last weekend. while we were there ms. ozzie (our golden) went to the neighbors house to scare the chickens. now a fun fact is that when chickens experience stress... they may not lay eggs. so this is what happened and now i will go the bird market to buy my neighbor chicks... thirty six of them (HOW CUTE). i also have a slew of cultural events to look forward to but this is the highlight. knowing how much i love animals i can foresee a fight...
i will ask arthur if we can keep just one. he will say no. i will promise that we can keep it on the balcony and that it will not be a bother. he will threaten that the chicken, ozzie and i can find a new place to live... then i will pout... and upon leaving the chickens at our neighbors at the summer house... i will cry... and arthur will hug me... and say... ok fine we can have just one chicken... and i will say... nooooooo (still crying)... i don't want a chicken... i want a parrot... and he will just stop talking to me for twenty minutes... until something happens to change the subject.
at first i started with a turtle... thinking who the hell would say no to a turtle... arthur did. now i am trying to devise schemes and plans to keep some kind of animal life on my balcony... we will see.
arthur and i are a bit like ricky and lucy from i love lucy. he is the foreign musician with an accent, successful and famous, (although it is me that is foreign and has an accent here in reality)... i am the curly haired wife who is always trying to convince my husband to let me be in one song... or one music video. when we were newly married... i got my way and was featured in des,den (a song) and in a music video for sirte (the heart)... but since he realized i am completely hopeless when it comes to talent... i have not been able to convince him otherwise.
irregardless of pet number two... i am so blessed that my husband (who does not like animals in the house) made the sacrifice to keep ozzie for me... that is huge and i am thankful for this.

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