So yesterday I was getting ready to write a post to mock all the Dansko Pool Players, calling them “amateurs,” because who did they think I was? A new Siberian owner? Then Mr. Wild Dingo and I came home from our anniversary dinner to this: Wait, it’s my yoga block. And it’s in the foyer. Hmm. [...]
Nine years ago today we tied the knot. Who knew where we’d be going? Who knew we’d rescue these two? Who knew I’d have to buy new shoes every few months? Who knew we’d be living in here in Switzerland? None of this was planned. The best things in life never are. Happy Anniversary Mr. [...]
One of the hardest things about living here is deciding where to walk each day. I know I mentioned it before but there are literally hundreds of trails and different directions I can take just outside my house.It’s not like hour home in California, there were probably a half a dozen walks at best and [...]
Alert readers will note a new feature in the right side bar: The Dansko Betting Pool. The Betting Pool is now open to take bets on the number of days my Dansko shoes survive. The house (me) bets that shoes will last for 180 days or more. If they don’t make it to that fateful day, [...]
Below is a video I took on one of Mr. Wild Dingo’s home coming from a business trip shortly after we came to live here in August. The house is a bit empty and both dogs are excited to have him home. I’m posting it so the Internet knows what kind of cracker the three of us [...]
“I just don’t understand why everyone laughs at me all the time.”
Look what came in the post today: “Hm. More Roman History books. I wonder if they taste better than the other Italian book I had for dinner last week?” Ah! A few necessities arrived from the States. More Roman books for Mr. Wild Dingo, a few American/English-speaking movie DVDs and …
Animal Planet called the other day. They received an anonymous tip from my phone number about chicken legs that attack. They were interested in doing a series replacing their series about sharks. Hm. Think. THINK. THINK! Who could have called from my telephone and complained about scary chicken legs? “It wasn’t me. I pity da [...]
Last week, our Sea Shipment arrived. No, we didn’t get a truckload of lobsters. It was the rest of our furniture. We were told it could be up to 12 weeks before we saw even a delivery date. Happily, it arrived in customs at 5 weeks but we couldn’t receive it right away because Mr. Wild [...]
A few weeks ago, Morges celebrated its annual fall harvest “La Nuit des Epouvantails.” Prior to the event, I photographed a few of the “epovantails” (scarecrows) in Denens on one of my bike rides. Denens is two-villages away from our home and occasionally the dogs and I walk that way, but I always ride by it on [...]
I left the house for 15 minutes. Fifteen lousy minutes. Not a lot can happen in 15 minutes, right? “They say historians cannot fully explain the rise or fall of Rome. Soon, they will say that about Siberian mastications.”
This month’s masthead is dedicated to adjusting to life as we now know it. All four of us have shown various signs of coping. Loki specifically has shown his coping strategies quite explicitly. Some days it breaks my heart. Other days, it makes me want to leap for joy to see him cope so eloquently. Juno [...]
