Neighbours (aka The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly)

I live in a village, part of a big city, where some people find it hard to say hello. Even people that you know since ages.
I can't explain why. Human nature full of pride and prejudice.

I am very out of the circle of people ignoring... life in its most simple shape.

But then, out of that circle, my lil village is actually  full of wonderful individuals

I've just spent such a good time at my neighbours'. Simple, full of care and tenderness.
My kind of Human nature.

Temps modernes ?

..Just stressing Paris? Or a mom on her own ?

it's 7.30pm
Rushing back from work, taking lil time for the babes that have been on their own for some time after holiday camp.
Rushing out to the veterinary, with Morphine and the devils, before I'd pay twice the price because it's already night schedule.
Rushing back home, giving Morphine her lil medication.

Then rushing out again because a mom had promised her babes they would get new stuff for school. And they wouldn't wait.

Back home. It's 10.00pm. Gotta feed the devils.
But super happy devils just back from shopping by night.

..And then the sofa was mine, not even energy to check for the snail mail (invoices for sure) I got.

Well.. Super happy devils is motivating enough :)

Just a quickie

I wanna update my bloggie, so badly!
But I've been hardly behind my screen lately. Last weekend I was in Bretonie, to spend 3 days with my devils. I go back there tomorrow. My only precious holidays, 2 weekends far from my beloved Paris.

There, I spend my time in my mom's house. I can't go back in the hobbit house, it's too painful, it's too much for me. I feel like in the twilight zone there. Last year I spent 2 months in that lil house I did love. Today I try to escape the memories it brings me. So strange.

Work is going fine. It's hard, really speed, but very interesting. When I leave, I jump in a bus, in a tram, in the tube to join my sport place. I'm never back home before 10.00pm lately.

I love life this way.

I'll bring back photos after my weekend in the wild wild west ;)

Doomed (Vultures are prowling)

Doomed (Vultures are prowling)
... is the last painting I've done and sold. So happy to sell my art sometimes! And this one is truly beautiful, big and imposing : )

I'm working on two others. I will soon contact an old cinema in the Montparnasse district that exhibit paintings and is pretty well known for that. 6 months to wait before showing one's art but it's something I wanna try : )

The Job, part 2

I've spent one hour today working on my second job interview for the company I saw last week.

The first interview went well it seems. On Friday I got a call for second interview tomorrow morning at 10.00am, this time with the HR manager. 
I was so proud.
Funny when you've stopped working in a formal biz environment for 10 years... you get back into it, but you're everything but formal. You answer typical questions, but just can't answer in a typical way. Even if I imagine the expected answers, I have to go straight to the point : 

"Why do you want this job?" 
"because it is a very interesting position that will allow me to develop my career"
"because (and then I give my most pretty smile) I need to feed my kids"

It would take me 30 minutes to go there, very well located in Paris centre.
I wonder, god I wonder how I'll make it... alone, full time job, the kids, my painting biz, and myself. No holidays for a year.

I need Superman to take care of me sometimes. I should be an emergency for him! : )
Please Superman, come here and take care of me for a couple of hours only. 

It's stressing, but exciting. I'm going to be a super modern girl. Capable to do everything, alone.
And one day, one day trust me, my paintings will be enough. I'll be a successful artist. I wouldn't type it if I wouldn't believe it. Forced to make it happen now : )

edit: both appointments, the job and lawyer have been postponed ! boooo

Wish I was there

Rammstein's performing at Bercy right now. I bought my ticket 8 months ago.
Had to sell it yesterday to a young boy wanting to see their .... fireworks performance. Waaaaaaa



The show is being officially filmed. That's a very very tiny compensation for my broken heart : )




 They have some effect on me, you wouldn't imagine!

Fucking Valentine ?

.. When it comes to forced roses and chocolate, it gets so annoying.
(..... well, of course like anyone spitting on V day, I still love chocolate and roses! Roses made of chocolate would be a must :P)

But then, I looooove it this way  :

My lil musician

It's been a month since Loup has asked for a Djumbé.
He gathered enough pocket money to afford one. So He and I went to the frozen flea market on Saturday. We met helpful guys, musicians who found us a lil djumbé. They played a bit with Loup. Lovely.

Now Loup keeps playing at it, specially when we're out, he plays while walking in the street, while we're shopping, and loves it.

The exotic, intoxicating sound and rhythm is wonderful for inexperienced hands and delicate ears! Best instrument ever just right now ;-)