all about that - basic

The high school French book that I never returned. It meant more to me than to the school so...I love this book- it makes French language easier than any other book I have found- elementary to be sure! And if you have been staying awake at night, singing Fais Ton Dodo , wondering about the translation , here you go.  Also I loved this book when I was fourteen- like a ticket out of town and someday Maybe I would actually go to France. Several trips to and through France, when I could be the boss of myself, determined that I do not really like France. But I still love this book.
 

The flowers died very quickly, only a week old. Petals everywhere and one dried blossom, I scooped them up and put them in the bowl on the table while I washed out the vase. Accidental coolness.

On my way home from Flora's house I stopped in at the Assistance League with purpose in mind. Looking for yardage to make a thing. There was this viking bowl for two dollars!  Yes please, I will have that- beside it, is the only thing I brought back from Norway- a stone from the shore.

Flora likes phones and cameras. This is her selfie .

This is her second selfie. The kid's got skills!

Much of the day spent figuring out the diaper business for dolly.

Head wrap, yes...arm wrap, yes. Dust cloth, yes. Diaper on baby's butt , nope. 

She talks to her babies and says GA GA GA GA- she also says " I ya ooo" Which is "I Love YOU"-her vocabulary really is growing and blows me away when she says something clearly , knowingly, like she is teaching me. I now know "car, tree, hat, Papa, owl, apple" - pretty soon I may be speaking English  fluently.

I take a bag full of toys when I go over, pack them back home after Flora has had the entertainment of emptying the bag. Electronic toy is just OK, not fabulous. Flora would rather have human interaction and that is how it should be! Her imagination is superb.

I was doing something with my back turned for one second and I heard Baby girl saying "yum umyumm" - I had half of a chocolate chip cookie in my purse,  in the double zipped pocket! Miss Flora sussed that out licketty split.  Man, she is fast and clever. I convinced her that  cookie was not a good idea and gave her nut butter on seed bread instead. Agreeable little pixie! 

What am I doing with half a chocolate chip cookie in my bag? I went to a friend's house for lunch , she baked them and fed me so well in her new slick- trendy- gorgeous-  television- worthy kitchen. I have not seen her for many many years , we drifted apart as people do. Pretty amazing to re-unite over lunch and art, Her house is a gallery! It is the most perfect place I have ever been, I think, besides all of those other perfect places that are not my house! I just can't seem to help myself- two more sawdust Polish dolls arrived in the mail. Think I can stop now- twenty is enough ? My friend's house has a theme, an aesthetic of good taste , complimentary colors , light , soothing , artsy and  interesting. This house is like " are you trashing that - I'll have it!" I mean really! Keeping dead petals? Sure.