It's so miserably damp and cold right now that I have had 2 pairs of socks on my feet for the last 3 days and I still can't feel my toes.
I also wanted to murder everyone on the colectivo today. Why must everyone be on their cell phone at the same time, telling some dumb story in a voice that is much too loud for being in an enclosed space ? Also, I really don't appreciate having to listen to some inane conversation between 2 dumb argie women who both have horrible mullets and braces. No one cares how many sit-ups you did at the gym, and no one wants to look at the poor orthodontic work going on in your mouth. Also, is it a part of being 85 years old or is just coincidence that every old woman whacked me with her bag on her way off the bus ? Just checking.
It's snowing in every part of Argentina, minus Buenos Aires. I am gladdened by that fact. No snow for me, unless I'm going skiing ( aka falling down a mountain ). I am ready for Spring. Only 6 more weeks and it will be warm again !! Hooray.
I got another haircut today. It was a blessing, that little trip to Cerini. Last time I went I was there a total of 90 minutes ( 10 of those minutes were spent actually getting said hair cut ), because no one knew how to pronounce my name and therefore left me to the wolves, aka, the waiting area, to read and re-read the magazine Para Ti until the pages wore thin. That was fun. Not. This time I was in and out in half an hour. Why, you ask ?
Because I told them my name was Pilar.
Success !!
I am now officially Pilar. Woooo. Anyway, small victory for Paige today.
That's really it. I have a new addiction to fuschia and coral Gerbera daisies. I have made some lovely little arrangements to spruce up my apartment. I also am now into clusters of antiquey looking roses and covering every table surface in sight with them. It's fine.
Anyway, off to watch Seinfeld and make tomato soup. I lead a very gripping life.