Here by Glimpses Known

 All that rain has to be good for something, right? Unfortunately, the rains now mean an end to the "summer" months  when the harvesting is done. Now we can expect a good four to five months of tomatoes being rotten and overpriced (anywhere from 8-15€/kg) and a non-existence of lettuces, things that one expects in temperate lands durning the winter, but here, when it is so hot and humid, a good salad is appealing year-round.

Don't expect mangoes when you plant papayas.--Mimfa A. Gibson

Gonna have to face it

I'm addicted to rugby. What did I ever do without the satellite? I count the days until the next match is televised. Does anyone know of a support group for this kind of thing? No, wait. I don't want to be cured, especially not with the Six Nations Tournament coming up (secritcrush, here's your chance to watch more international sporting events!). So, amidst the other matches, France vs Scotland this weekend. It'll be the first game for the newly-appointed coach, Marc Lièvremont, and his semi-new team. Lots of kids on the roster. I can say "kids" because most of them are younger than I, some by more than a decade. Ouch. That hurts. So, anyhow, with only a week to train together, we are expecting our boys to lose, but wouldn't it be sweet if they didn't?

In non-addiction related news, I still have loads and loads of laundry to do; some have to be redone to get the stink out. The terrace still looks a mess, but I'm just happy we can pretty much function in the rest of the house. I could have had everything back into shape by now if I wasn't feeling so poorly. So the mess is more my fault, as it were, than from any extreme nastiness due to the flooding. 

I haven't been able to attend any of my dance classes for over a month now, almost two months, in fact. I had thought to go to bellydance tonight, but given my cough and low energy levels, I don't think it's smart. More lazing about for me. Luckily, thanks to my dear friend, slmcgaw, I have two books to occupy me: The Forest Mage, and Renegade's Magic, books two and three of the Soldier Son trilogy by Robin Hobb.