I finally caught up on some much needed sleep this weekend. It was that or I was going to have to make up some excuse for the dark circles under my eyes. I considered the following:
“I got into a fight with an elderly lady in the grocery store. I thought I was saying “Excuse me I need to get past you.” When in fact I said “Entschuldigen Sie mich Ihnen große Kuh” which apparently means: “Excuse me you big cow” Those Swiss have a mean right hook.
Of course the few people who know me here, would know that was a big fat lie, that yes I can say excuse me, but that’s about as far as it goes. So sleep was the best option.
Saturday evening L and I went to her secretary’s apartment for a Raclette party. Raclette is a cheese that gets melted and then poured over potatoes or bread. It was just the three of us and we had a very nice time. I may not completely fit in with the Swiss but at least I have two critical things down: I like cheese, and I like chocolate.
Sunday I went for a short run but primarily it was a quiet relaxing day. I started reading Jodi Picoult’s book “Sing You Home”. I’m enjoying it, and if all goes as planned I’ll have a review in the next day or so. Let’s see what else? L had to head out last night for a quick trip to Dublin, but she’ll be back this evening and fortunately I slept last night with all the windows closed because I had a minor night terror that resulted in me screaming. You’d scream too if you thought a spider that was the size of a dinner plate landed on your face. How does that qualify as minor? I didn’t leap out of bed, I didn’t fall on the floor, I didn’t try to run anywhere, and I was able to go right back to sleep. See, minor.
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