No films, no books only CROCHET. My newest love. It won't last. Damn artisinal crushes.
Taking a bath, uninterupted, looking out a really big window, reading Vanity Fair.
Watching the transformation of parents into grandparents.
This lemon tart (we changed the crust to a regular pate sucrée).
Watching my sister read Tonka Tough Trucks for the nth time.
Outting to new friends my "troubled" university path and fast-track to parenthood.
Blaming the wine.
Contemplating child divorce (not the children of divorce, but rather, how to divorce your own child) Thinking about green grass and leafed trees.
Looking forward to coming home.