19 Oct 2019


Oh, OH or Oh! is an interjection, proclaiming surprise (emotion). That's at least the official explanation in Wikipedia.

I don't know if there are only three Ohs or more because you can use it in so many different situations.

1. I go in a restroom, open the toilet door and a woman is sitting on the throne, I quickly close the door in horror and scream "Oh".

2. Looking out of the window, it rains and I say "Oh" I have to take my umbrella.

3. I see little kittens in a basket and a deep "Oooh" eventually also Awww comes out of my throat.

4. In a restaurant I kick over the bottle of water and exclaim "Oh" (I am sorry)

5. Somebody rings at the door,  I open and say "Oh ... it's only you !"

6. Standing on a balcony on the third floor I admire a sunset and "Oh, is that beautiful" comes out of my mouth.

7. Somebody called my name, I answered and then quickly added, Oh, I am sorry I thought you were Mary.

8. Then occasionally you say "Oh ! you cut your hair"

9. Oh ! you got divorced I didn't know !

10. Oh sorry, I thought it was my chair.... when I took a chair and the person who wanted it too suddenly  sat on the floor.

Oh, I think I could continue but oh, it's late my bed calls me !

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18 Oct 2019


The weeks are flying by so fast that when it is Monday it's already Friday, I think it is because every day I do the same thing, or nearly.

As usual we had our Scrabble game and I was fourth out of five, but close to the third. What an event ! Of course now it's finished to play outside and we were at Mireille's who has the big black dog Tosca. As we all have cats and no dogs she was very interested in our handbags but of course even more in the cake. Mireille had gotten the results of her eye test and unfortunately her Macula got worse and now she can see only to 25 % on one eye and nearly nothing but shapes and fortunately colors on the other. She never complains, does the best paintings and always wins at Scrabble ! Really I admire her.

These are her paintings

I had to go to the hairdresser who had big worries about her baby girl because it doesn't want to sleep and during the whole procedure of hair cutting I listen what she had to complain and tried to give her hope for the future. Fortunately she didn't put her worries in my hair and I was satisfied with my hair cut.

My friend Ilona has a new cat,  a ginger one named Dorie It had been a while that I hadn't been visiting her. Unfortunately the new cat which apparently is beautiful remained invisible so I didn 't see her and of course I couldn't take a picture. We chatted about Greta, climate, Trump, Johnson and the Brexit, and had to realize that we couldn't do anything anyway but finding funny things about them and laughing. It's already funny that Johnson and Trump look like twin brothers and have the same big mouth.

Our "renovated" painting class has two new members and a new fresh wind blows through the class and motivates all of us. We have changed the tables and seats so that we have 3 distinct groups. One learning different techniques, one who just paint for pleasure and knew already what they are doing and then those who do the pouring, which is a quite dirty thing, needs a lot of paper, so the old News Papers  are very useful again.

Our three group class

and my new painting which has now to dry.

After class to celebrate our renewed seating system we went for lunch in a Moroccan Restaurant which is really excellent. We had a lot of fun and I am sure the guests wondered who the heck these noisy old girls were !

The mint tea was served in the traditional way, but I suggested the waiter to climb on a chair to be a bit higher and try to pour the tea in the cup !

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16 Oct 2019


For the theme "One Liner Wednesday, I had to pick up a word of something which had happened in my birth year. I was very surprised to find "Café Americano" in this year, which makes this coffee rather old !

You can find out what happened in your birth year here

The first time in my life I had a cup of "Café Americano" was in England. We had visited a little village near Eastbourne and on the way back we stopped at a coffee shop called "Starbucks". It had just opened, I think it was in 2008. All three of us longed for a coffee and we sat outside while my friend asked me what cup size I wanted. I was very surprised because for me there were two kind of cups, one for Espresso, which are very little and then the normal coffee cups which everybody used before the mugs became the big fashion

Since my marriage I was used to either Espresso or normal coffee which is not at all "normal" in other countries then Italy and France because the coffee is very strong.

Espresso and a normal cup of coffee

When I heard that I could have a small, medium, or large coffee, I opted for the medium, thinking that small would be Espresso, medium a normal cup and large the double of normal.

small, medium, large

When my cup arrived my eyes almost popped out of my head ! The "medium" was enormous, the double of what I call a normal cup and at least for 3 people while the large must have been half a liter of coffee and the cup looked like a chamber pot. The cups were not out of carton like in the pictures but of ceramic.

Of course for me the coffee was not strong enough and Mr. G. would have called it waste water. My friends had a lot of fun seeing my face when I saw this huge cup arriving and I was happy that I had not ordered a large one !

Each family in Italy has such a coffee "machine" it exists in different sizes. This one is for 6 Espresso cups !

When I hear "Café Americano" I think of my American uncle, when we stayed in Madison/Wisc. Mr. G. prepared our coffee for us normal, for him far too strong. He said his spoon would stand in the coffee, when we had our cups filled he took a little bit of coffee and added at least 3 times water to it and milk and then it was perfect for him. That was his Café Americano and I at that time believed that they all drank such a broth ! Nobody should ever generalize !

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15 Oct 2019


When we arrived in the morning in Salzburg which translated means Salt Fortress, it was very hot already around 30°. Therefore I only discovered the "Altstadt", the old town of Salzburg with the house where Mozart was born, and the Mirabell palace with its wonderful park.

If you are interested in the history of Salzburg you can find it here

Our guide took us first to the house where Mozart was born. It was a quite big house which also was a museum. For those interested in music it was certainly worthwhile to see it from the inside.

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14 Oct 2019


I watch over his sleep

Hey it's dinner time, wake up !

Once he will get burnt ! I have warned him !!




The weekend was as awful as the whole last week, I felt a bit better and attacked the household scores which Mr. G. pretends not to be able to do, like pushing the button on the full dishwasher.

The only button in the house he really knows and loves to push on is the Microwave.

I felt weak and didn't go out because there was a terrible wind and a very humid weather. Today it was warm but cloudy, all not normal. Greta should marry Harry Potter and solve the climate problem once and for all !

For the last time (hopefully) I have put Oscar the lawn mower robot out and let him mow the lawn while I was busy with murder mysteries on TV. Mr. G. had to keep an eye on him, lately he bumped into a tree stump and stopped working.

Fortunately ours runs with a cord  and a plug !

In summertime I would have been out too

Now the weekend is nearly over and I hope to start a normal week again without carrying myself from bed  to sofa and sofa to bed !