Sunday, August 2, 2009

Is this really necessary?

July is sale month in Europe. Unlike the US, where every month is sale month, Europeans only have sales in July and January. On the first of the month (some stores start a few days early) everything goes on sale. As the month progresses, so do the markdowns. By the end of the month, the stores are just about empty, ready to restock for the winter. As you might imagine, it is a madhouse. We went shopping 3 times the first week to make up for the 3 previous month of shoplessness. I bought some T-shirts for 3.97 euro. Whoooo Hooooo!
Then I put one on.
Look what was attached to the side seam:
5 mattress sized tags! Care instructions in 16 different languages. I ask you--is this really necessary? I have to decide if I am going to keep the tags on so I remember how to wash this 3.97 shirt or if I want to live in comfort without direction. Which would you choose? Here are the languages in case you have chopped one of your tags off and you need to know how to wash your shirt in Greek.





Catch-Up

Since it is almost August 4th, I am now going to tell you what we did on July 4th. We ran. All of us. We joined the American community for the 4th of July 2/5/10K. Kim, Benj, and I all ran the 5K. Benj won. He is kind of a beast in the running arena. David, Sarah, Anna, Matthew, and Jubes all did the 2K. Anna came in fourth. She has vowed never to run again. We made tie-dye T-shirts for the run and because we have a family tradition of making shirts for the 4th. We skipped last year, but as the kids say, we skipped most things last year. This was my first 5K and wow, was it long. At least the course was pretty. We ran around the former Imperial Palace, past the US Ambassador's estate, and around a lovely lake. All in all, it was a great way to spend the morning.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

IP Nonsense

Sometime in the last twelve months, my computer figured out that we don't live in the US anymore. I don't know how it figured this out and I dón't know why, but you have just witnessed the first evidence of how troubling this can be. Do you see that little accent over the o back there in don't? That is my computer deciding of its own accord to go euro. Don't ask me why it did it on that don't and not on the subsequent three. I don't (4) have answers.

We first noticed this when one day we, meaning Benj and Sarah, could no longer access the Hollister clearance page. That was a bad day. Then we started getting a profusion of pop-ups from Neckermann, a Dutch company with an enthusiastic add/tech department that seems to be similar to Big Lots. Next to go was Google. We no longer default to Google.com...it is now google.be, which in principle is the same except that tons of the results are either in French or Dutch. I find that irritating when I am looking for graphs of the Norwegian brown rat population and its destructive impact both economically and ecologically (don't ask, but I really did do that search). I not only have to sift through dissertation abstracts but a bunch of franco/dutch hoopla as well. Last week my Facebook page got stuck in Czech, and let me tell you, that is a language with a lot of consonants and accents and little cappy things that look cute but are difficult to pronounce. I had to call in teenage backup to fix that one.

My Blogger homepage is now in Dutch. I am choosing to look on the bright side. I now know that Aanmelden means "Sign in," Onthouden means "Remember Me," and Watchwoord means "Password." That last one was pretty easy. Mostly this is not a big deal. I might have to click on things a few times before I get where I am going, but that's OK. The big deal part of this is that certain tools are no longer useful. Very important tools. For those of you who know me well, you can appreciate what I am about to say. I am not a speller. I have never been a good speller but I have fully repented for cheating on my Third grade spelling tests. I think it has something to do with the fact that I never see words in my head--ever. Only pictures. But never mind that. The important part is that when the homepage is in Dutch, SPELL CHECK IS IN DUTCH AS WELL!!!!! When I write a post and click on the spell check button, the only words that aren't highlighted are things like ör (did it again--I don't know how the dots got there). Just imagine how that makes a spelling-challenged person feel. Everything looks wrong. It is like the computer is mocking my disability in neon yellow. So, if you notice in subsequent posts that things are spelled differently than you might think they should be, take pity on me and let me know. I am counting on you...

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Leeds Castle

This year Dave and I decided to take each of the kids on a trip for their birthday. Two declined (go figure). Anna and I went to London for two days and walked each other to exhaustion, pausing only long enough to see Wicked. Matthew and I went to Leeds Castle in Kent, England for the day. I know I promised to post pictures, but guess what...someone (under the age of 20) took the card out of my camera to download some pictures and...wait for it...didn't put it back in. So I took my camera all the way to England and carried it around without being able to take one picture. Not of the jousting tournament. Not of the falcon show. Not of Matthew admiring the rock garden. Not of us eating mushy peas and meat pies. Not of the proud peacock with full feather display or the albino peacock that Matthew described as looking like he was wearing a wedding dress. Not of the beautiful gardens or the amazing castle. Not of Matthew enjoying being 11 in England. Oh well. We still had a great time, and Matthew's DS had batteries, so all in all it was a good day. Here is a pirated picture from the internet so you can see what we saw only not exactly. Close enough...

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Wishful Thinking

Sometimes I check our blog to see if anything new has magically appeared. Then I remember that I am the one that has to put the stuff here. Do you ever do that...look in the sink to see if the dishes are still there. Get into the car hoping that some gas gremlin as filled the tank for you. Stare at the laundry basket hoping to catch the laundry dissolve before your eyes. I do. So, sometime in the near future, there should be posts about Sarah in Ghana, our spring break in France, Julia's trip to the Belgian coast, Benjamin's track triumphs, Matthew and my trip to Leeds castle, plus other ordinary little things. I just have to get after it...or work on my summoning skills. A personal assistant would do very nicely.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Work

I spent last week substitute teaching for 6th grade...in Florence, Italy.






This is what I missed:
7 loads of laundry
10 kid pick-up's
8 meal preps
2 trips to the bank
Mother's Day
470 dirty dishes
4 grocery runs
13 socks on the floor
3 "Can you get me some toilet paper please"
15 math questions
1 Romeo and Juliet paper revision
3 overdue books
American Idol semi-finals
2 field trip meetings
1 sore throat
5 "Time to get up--I mean it this time"
25 good night kisses
My 6 favorite people in the whole world

This is what I got:
























Plus 22 of the most unbelievably well behaved kids I have ever seen.
And, I didn't have to do their laundry.
I did have to medicate a few...

Kind of a fair trade...for a week.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Sarah's Wallet

In Sarah's wallet there are:
8 Dollars
20 Euros
10 Francs
7 Moroccan Dinars
An expired US drivers license
A Belgian ID
A US Passport
A Victoria's Secret gift card from 9th grade
a couple pennies and some nickels
two boarding pass stubs to Casablanca and one to Accra
and a poem written by Brennan in Ghana

A little slice of the world contained within a knock-off Coach clutch from China.