Friday, January 10, 2014

Cabin Feverish: not so much

That's the word these days in Indy. A "polar vortex" swirled around Naptown, leaving the city under a white blanket that brought record setting cold. 

Leaving the house was illegal for a day. When it wasn't a crime anymore, the mayor warned against it. And then the sliding semis in our front yard suggested we aught not to venture.

After days at home, the story usually leads to cabin fever. But I haven't felt it yet... (God bless the internet and a job that I can do online for a rare but perfectly-timed stretch.) We're lucky that the power stayed on and the wine never dried up and that we bought cat food ahead of the storm. So all those practical concerns addressed, I kinda wish I could hole up in this cabin a bit longer.

Ah, but then there's the dream of italia in the spring...and the garden to put in (and eat from)...and...

Tuesday, January 07, 2014

To Paris and Back

We are just now home from Paris. 4 days there was not enough, and Antonello and I spent time with our nieces and met up with my dad too. We saw Manet at the Musee d'Orsay, we visited Montematre and walked in the footsteps of Picasso and his pals, we gazed up at the Eiffel Tower while drinking vin chaud, we spoke (very) broken French. We ate pastries every morning (well, almost), and we had dinner and coffee (and more pastries) among family each night. We counted the stars. It was the perfect getaway.