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Post by auntieannie on Dec 23, 2017 18:48:16 GMT 2
Christmas eve in Kanya Kumari many many years ago. Everybody (hindus, muslims, whatever religion) wishing us white people a "Merry Christmas. We took it for what it was. a lovely gesture of attention.
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Post by tzarine on Feb 27, 2018 1:23:16 GMT 2
taking tzarevich to see the tree @ rockefeller center he was so delighted
a late night drive w a mate on motorcycle. stopping for breakfast @ a roadside diner
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Post by Scrubb on Feb 27, 2018 1:45:04 GMT 2
Skiing this weekend made me think back to living in a ski resort in Switzerland. I specifically remember the time it seemed so warm and sunny that I decided I didn't need to wear ski pants, leggings would be warm enough. And a long plaid shirt over a t-shirt, instead of a jacket.
It wasn't warm enough.
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Post by tzarine on Feb 27, 2018 21:14:02 GMT 2
the overnight ferry to koh samui before the hot stone massage spas
tea @ the mandarin oriental w the lads after wontons from a street vendor
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Post by tzarine on Mar 3, 2018 2:33:32 GMT 2
our host asked me what i liked i told him anything maracuja one morning he made crema de maracuja for breakfast
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Post by rikita on Mar 7, 2018 14:38:32 GMT 2
a bush growing by the little river behind our house, the bush itself was already a bit beyond our own ground, but in an area that wasn't fenced, so to us it didn't feel like it belonged to anyone. it was a huge bush, or maybe some kinds of different plants growing together, you could go inside and there were areas where the branches were enough apart to create some hidden spaces covered by the leafs of the plants, so of course we turned it into a "house"/hiding place ... i dreamed of spending a night there, but of course my parents didn't allow that (and i'd have been too scared at night, anyway).
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Post by tzarine on Mar 17, 2018 23:29:20 GMT 2
tzarevich age 2 & i @ a lyons cafe, drinking diabolo menthes
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Post by tzarine on May 1, 2018 5:01:04 GMT 2
i was staying @ a hostel & nina was making dinner for her prospective mother in law, who was a grand dame type, always the center of attention, kind of a difficult woman. after dinner which was delicious, nina confessed she wished i could be her mother in law
some years later, she & rodri broke up & she left the country.
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Post by sophie on May 1, 2018 6:42:06 GMT 2
Our grandson reminds me so much of our son at the same age. His concentration on building a LEGO vehicle was so much a memory trip for me.
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Post by tzarine on May 1, 2018 18:27:12 GMT 2
sophie
there are some boys who are lego fiends perhaps he'll get involved in the lego robotics world along the way!
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Post by tzarine on May 5, 2018 23:35:07 GMT 2
10 years ago, tzarevich & some other kids from his elementary school were selected by a team of teachers & architects to help design a multiuse park from the school playground into a community park. the architects rendered his sketch & he was asked to speak @ the community board & to other groups, which he loved.
then, i began to suspect that my child was used for a publicity effort. tzar & i called the firm & they had some excuse about funding. by the way, the school playground is still a playground. .
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Post by sophie on May 7, 2018 17:54:50 GMT 2
Yesterday I spent helping a friend move some of her late mother’s stuff to one of the gulf islands. Every time I go to one of these islands, it brings back memories of previous visits. They are bucolic and pastoral.. great memories of past parties, hikes, friendships.
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Post by Voy on May 8, 2018 1:40:04 GMT 2
Here's one of the stories I told yesterday at Barbara's "Celebration" -- the previous speakers had concentrated on many of her wonderful qualities, but none had mentioned her wicked sense of humor . This was at Christmas dinner , probably 15+years ago, she had just had the downstairs rooms recarpeted -w ith white .. as there are at least 14 of us around the table, with all it's leaves in, when she came around the corner from the kitchen - carrying one of those silver serving dishes with the glass inserts - in which were the buttered peas - and the insert somehow came flying out ... she just looked down and said " Peas on Earth". After her brother-in-law and I picked them all up, I took them out to the kitchen,, rinsed them off, rebuttered them and hotted them up in the microwave - and dinner progressed!
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Post by tzarine on May 8, 2018 18:46:46 GMT 2
a rainy night cochin a tuk tuk driver w flashing disco lights blasting cake on the ocean
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Post by tzarine on May 15, 2018 19:14:34 GMT 2
My first trip in Beijing: going dancing w a group of students from the us, rwanda & malawi, seeing party officials w their younger dates
the bus driver to badaling, once learning i was american, insisting i try basi juzi, caramelized tangerines
tossing a frisbee in tiananmen square
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Post by rikita on May 18, 2018 1:53:58 GMT 2
memories today are of the husband of one of my grandpa's sisters, who passed away yesterday ... from what i remember, he was originally from eastern prussia (baltic area) and moved to sweden with his family in his early teens. my grandma's sister met him when she was in sweden on what i suppose was meant to be a limited stay, she ended up staying there. they had a house that looked like out of an Astrid Lindgren tale, surrounded by forest and hills, keeping various animals, and he always seemed to be working on some kind of project ... i visited them for a few days during my cycling tour in sweden when i was in my twenties (had also been there as a kid, but don't remember that as much) - and one day we hiked to a viewpoint near the house, where he quite proudly showed me the area. during that visit, since there were other guests in the house, i slept in a tiny building on the other side of the sheep pasture, which was an old stone house build half into a rock, that he had discovered and rebuilt a few years earlier. it was kind of cold in there (was in september), so an hour before bed time, he lit a lot of tea candles in the building so it'd warm up a bit ... his german to me had a special sound to it - i suppose partly for having been gone from germany so long (though then again, i suppose he spoke german to my grand aunt, as their kids once told me they spoke mainly german until they started school), and partly because it was a dialect that isn't common anymore these days ...
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Post by tzarine on May 24, 2018 19:57:59 GMT 2
an afternoon w tzar's grandmother, who decided she was going to buy me a hat! we went to a los angeles department store where i gamely put on all sorts of headwear!
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Post by rikita on May 25, 2018 2:20:15 GMT 2
as we are traveling to a village in the lüneburger heide tomorrow, memories of the last time we went there (my godmother celebrates big birthdays there with the whole extended family) - that was two years ago, and during that time, my brother and his wife started telling people that they are expecting their second child. they kept trying to get my brother B. alone for a moment, and he, not knowing why, was annoyed why they were making such a fuss ... and i made a remark that told my aunt, whom they hadn't told yet - she was pouting a bit, as that was my mom's third grandchild, why she didn't have any yet ... now, this year, i will get to meet my cousin's baby - that very aunts first grandchild ...
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Post by tzarine on May 26, 2018 4:14:05 GMT 2
having dim sum w an uncle in hong kong (one of those distant relatives) & the lady pushing the dimsum cart said to me, "having an education is even better than winning @ horses"
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Post by Voy on May 26, 2018 14:54:55 GMT 2
unexpected great advice : about 6 or 7 years old, waiting in NYC at a bus stop at about 7pm on a winter evening. Reeling drunk comes up, I stare - utterly fascinated, having never seen a drunk before and not knowing what he was all about . He looked right at me and said, " Keep your nose in your face, girlie."
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Post by tzarine on May 27, 2018 2:47:34 GMT 2
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Post by sophie on May 27, 2018 15:47:18 GMT 2
Going to the airport shortly to pick up a friend and her husband for a few days. They are on their way back to Australia. She and I have been friends since grade one. We grew up living close to each other. We even lived close to each other as adults until she and her Aussie husband moved to Australia. We will be sharing many memories over the next few days. There may be a few bottles of wine and/or beer drunk as well.
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Post by tzarine on Aug 16, 2018 2:34:07 GMT 2
crawling into bed w my mom during a thunderstorm w loud lightning
having free drinks @ planet hollywood w the lads in hongkong during the typhoon
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Post by Scrubb on Aug 16, 2018 4:22:24 GMT 2
Mom and Dad making a "bed" for us in the basement out of flattened cardboard boxes. It was for hot summer nights when our bedroom was too stuffy to sleep. The basement was cement and undeveloped and, truth be told, a little scary. But my sister and I were together which made me braver, and Dad worked at his desk downstairs until we fell asleep.
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Post by tzarine on Aug 18, 2018 21:40:07 GMT 2
tzarevich's castle made of a refrigerator box
running around Los Angeles City College which i CC Park
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Post by rikita on Aug 23, 2018 2:06:34 GMT 2
today i suddenly started thinking of the last time i saw my granddad - on my grandma's wake, and we all stood around her bed, he was pushed next to her in his wheel chair, and he'd been quiet and confused all day, like he didn't know what is going on (had suffered a heart attack two days earlier). but then, when he was next to her he said "my [her name]" and got up from his wheel chair a little bit to his arms around her.
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Post by rikita on Aug 23, 2018 2:09:56 GMT 2
a happier memory - somehow the photo of a fish made me remember the taste of fried common roach, which i really liked as a kid - in part because the ones we caught were usually not very big so they were nicely crunchy when fried, and i liked chewing the fins as well, and in part because it was the only fish i occasionally also managed to catch, when i had the patience to fish at all.
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Post by tzarine on Sept 3, 2018 20:30:35 GMT 2
weekends picnicking @ griffith park
when tzarevich was 1, we took him there & they had restored my favorite carousel horse!
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Post by tzarine on Sept 20, 2018 2:27:55 GMT 2
beijing i had done a particularly upsetting interview tzar & i went to maxim's to eat cake & listen to the rock band
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Post by tzarine on Oct 12, 2018 1:44:15 GMT 2
i was about 5 it was the big l.a car show & the band serenaded me w "oh susannah"
in san antonio for my birthday (tzar was teaching @ ut austin) & he got the mariachi band to play happy birthday
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