Showing posts with label paris hitlon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label paris hitlon. Show all posts

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Brr...



The cold front is here! I know that to all of you living up north this may come across as whiny. To them I say, bite me. The high was 86 degrees here 2 days ago!

Typically, I look up the weather predictions on the internet. I hate watching the TV weathermen. They are so darn dramatic!

Rain Event!
Snow Event!
Ice Event!
Tornado Event!
Blah blah blah...

As if I don't have enough drama in my life.

So I just look it up on the internet. Yesterday, I looked at the weather and the highs were supposedly in 70s. And the lows in 40s. So like everyone who lives in Austin, I wore a full sleeve cotton shirt and pants. As opposed to skirts and t-shirts.

What I did not know is that the highs were occurring at 5 AM in the morning. And then the cold front came. I froze my butt off.

This reminds me of the time I went to Paris in January. I thought I was prepared. I had my coat and my gloves and pure wool sweaters which you can never ever wear here in Austin. And Jeans of course. Everyone in Texas knows that Jeans are the way to go when it is freezing cold.

So I trotted around in Paris with my jeans, gloves, coat, and a woolen sweater. Oh yes and a cap. Fifteen minutes of being outside, I had to duck into a store. I was way too cold. After I thawed, I went back to my hotel room and found everything that was warm and put it on.

I had no idea that cold wind can go through your Jeans and freeze your legs. One pair of cheap fleece gloves is just not enough! The cap was just a style thing.

So I donned on my thermals, my fleece pajamas, my Jeans, my 2 woolen sweaters, my monkey cap, my 2 woolen scarves, my 2 pairs of gloves and my overcoat.

I had a hard time buttoning up my overcoat but I managed. I probably looked like a bundle of joy.

But who cared? I was in Paris and I was warm and toasty.

Today I am going to wear layers. If only I could find my woolen clothes!

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Ordinary








I have learned silence from the talkative, toleration form the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind. Yet strange, I am ungrateful to the teachers.

Khalil Gibran

A tree in Paris.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Birdie Speaks!



Hi,

My name is Birdie now. And here is my dismal life...

I used to be famous once.

Paris Hilton loved me. She smiled and laughed a lot.





Posh loved me too but she never smiled.





I used to be a model.





I was exhibited in every museum. Everyone loved me!





And then everything crashed around me.





So here I am today.





But at least I am the apple of his eye!





Note from Birdie's typist: A huge thanks to Photofunia for the images and blogger Coffee Slut for introducing this site to me. Also thanks to Jodi for helping me find Coffee Slut.

Here is a link to the typists' version of the story.

If you post something using this, let me know so I can check it out!