No , this isn't about me :)
I watched this film last night and it was so good that I want to share it.
Juliette Binoche is one of my favorite actresses and she does a brilliant job in this.
It will satisfy you, I am sure.
La vie d'une autre
There are things that a person just can't say. But they need to be said. Dear Diary ... this is where I am going to say whatever I feel like saying.
This is where I get to say anything I feel like saying and you get to agree with me.
We will also share stories and chocolate if you have any.
Naps are also encouraged, if shopping is out of the question.
Wednesday, July 9, 2014
Monday, June 9, 2014
Open to Everything
Indila - Deriniere Danse
Thanks to my Daughter, I get almost daily music to listen to and I fall in love with it.
This is todays ....
I like to think we are very eclectic in our music choices ... My husband loved Classical music and taught me to appreciate it even more than I did .... way back then.
But he also loved Jazz ( that is the one kind of music I can't love) and everything else .. Beatles, Stones, Charles Lloyd ( he knew Charles Lloyd) and he was open to everything.
I am often closed to things until I hear them then have to eat my words.
So I try to be like him .. be open to everything.
Thanks to my Daughter, I get almost daily music to listen to and I fall in love with it.
This is todays ....
I like to think we are very eclectic in our music choices ... My husband loved Classical music and taught me to appreciate it even more than I did .... way back then.
But he also loved Jazz ( that is the one kind of music I can't love) and everything else .. Beatles, Stones, Charles Lloyd ( he knew Charles Lloyd) and he was open to everything.
I am often closed to things until I hear them then have to eat my words.
So I try to be like him .. be open to everything.
Sunday, June 1, 2014
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
Sunday, May 4, 2014
Sunday Breakfast
On weekends, for breakfast, my husband and I would walk to one of our favorite bakeries and buy things like this .
Muffins, cakes, scones ... always scones.
I miss those walks to the bakery.
I miss the scones .
I miss the husband.
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