Parler Paris
Kinda makes you feel rude, eh? Like your taking a look up someone's skirt! Not my intention, I promise!!
Quick happy birthday greetings to the Bro (and brotherly blogger, StungEye), and of course the one and only Daddio (who for some reason isn't enamoured by his affectionate nickname Paps).
Too much work to Blog!
Love from Par-ee!
~Dazzle
Speedy Gonzales
It looks like its going to be an eventful day! It’s only 11 am and already I’ve chased a man on a bike for 2 blocks who was "in possession" of my purse. Yes, as Mo was happy to remind me again today, these things only happen to me!
So, as I was driving to work this morning, my purse (which was strapped onto the back of my bike) fell off while crossing an intersection. I noticed once I had gotten to the other side of the street, but at that point cars were already whizzing by.
As the traffic slowed down, I watched as a man on a bicycle, in one quick graceful movement, scooped up my purse and cycled off into the distance. By the time the traffic finally stopped, I managed to get a glimpse of him, a block away, turning a corner. Huffing and puffing (and thanks to my brand-spanking-new tires) I sped off after him. After a block or so I managed to pull up beside him and say, out of breath: "Hi...ummm...that’s my bag".
He looked startled to see a sweaty, dishevelled me pulling up beside him, but quickly explained how he saw the purse, was late for work, and decided the "right thing" was to quickly drop it off at a neighbouring police station. I thanked him and we both happily rode off. As I turned around I saw Mo driving towards me, panicked, "Are you crazy?!?!" he yelled.
Apparently all he had seen "was his girlfriend bolt off in the opposite direction of work, yelling and chasing a Dutch man on a bike". He said he figured I had a good reason, but then again (given my track record) wasn’t entirely sure!
"I'm not crazy, baby. Crazy things just happen to me!"
"Really..."
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P.S. Am off to Paris for a month tomorrow
P.P.S. Above pic by Flee. Check out his beautiful series of Amsterdam bike pics at www.flee.com.
Crush
You laugh as I cry shamelessly at a scene on television. "It’s a recap-show!" you howl. "I can’t believe you’re crying at a recap show! You’ve already seen this seen before, and you’re still crying?!"
And you ask, "Are you always going to be like this?"
"Are you going to cry like this when you’re a mother?"
"What about when you’re 30?!"
And I answer, "I hope so."
"I hope I never lose my passion, good or bad. Sure, maybe sometimes it’s too much, too rash, too harsh, too weak, too telling, too carefree, too heartfelt, too hurtful. Maybe I go through intense bouts of obsession, of introspection, of jubilation, of confession. But it’s true, and it’s me."
And you say: "That’s why I love you."
And we sit, and we smile, and we breathe...and you laugh.
And we laugh.
(And that’s why, I love you).
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Confessions...
Does it need to be this hard?
I drop back down in Amsterdam to sheer frustration. I decided to call the IND today to see whether they had any news on the status of my immigration papers. Very very bad idea. To recap the facts:
- Applied for visa
- Was rejected for no apparent reason
- Have now gone through 3 lawyers.
- Filled an appeal on Feb 14th (yep, Valentine’s day, how ironic?)
- Appeal decision is allowed to legally take a maximum of 10 weeks
- Has now been 27 weeks (no exaggeration, almost 3 times their self imposed maximum)
Conversation with IND today:
Me: Its now been 27 weeks, can you give me the status or ANY information on my case?
IND: No
Me: Is there anyone I can talk to?
IND: No
Me: Can I make an appt to meet with someone about my case?
IND: No
Me: Can you at least tell me when you think they might have a decision?
IND: Ummm, No.
Me: So, I can’t talk to anyone, talk write to anyone, can’t have an apt with anyone, and can’t have any information on my case?
IND: Yes
Me: And do you think it’s a bit strange that your maximum is 10 weeks, and its been 27 weeks and there is no solution in sight.
IND: No, not really
Me: Can I file a complaint about the delay?
IND: Technically yes, but...there is a current delay in the complaints department, and they won’t receive your complaint for an average of 6 weeks.
Me: Which will probably be more like 12 weeks right?
IND: Right.
Oh well no worries, right, 'cause tonight is M-A-D-O-N-N-A!!!!!
