(the misadventures of an expatriate corporate dropout)

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

and the heavens parted.

after days and weeks of predominantly warm weather days ... bits of rain at night, I awoke to torrential downpour. sheets of rain. thunder. hints of lightning. (ruh roh). I've been warned that for the big storms it is advisable to close the shutters because the lightning WILL enter one's window! WTF?!

It isn't cold though. I have a couple of doors open, letting in the fresh smell of rain and grass and such. Supposed to be sunny again by week's end.

guess I'd best break down and buy that umbrella, eh?

I'm off soon to buy paint and such for the final touches of my new chambre. Can't wait to show you pictures of the finished product. Next week, we begin on the kitchen.

deep breath. Courage, bon courage!


Randal Graves said...

Les parapluies de Brantôme ? You aren't going to sing, are you?

La Belette Rouge said...

Oh, Randal, nice reference to the Umbrellas of Cherbourg. I love that cheesy movie.

And, JNRR, when I woke this a.m. I thought I heard rain and it made me insanely happy. Unfortunately it was just wishful thinking. I envy you the rain.

Our Juicy Life said...

i love the smell after rain, last time it rained here..i don't know 1984.
Can't wait to see the chambre and I'm so excited for you to get the kitchen going.
Did you see "Under the tuscan sun"....there is a part where she's alone in her new villa, huge storm comes up, lightning hits the washer, an owl comes in her room and she covers herself with the sheet and hopes for the best.

La Framéricaine said...

You have no idea how many times I have told Le Framéricain that I would pay for a rain vacation--as in deliberately go to a place were it was guaranteed to rain! I am so envious!!!

OJL is totally right. The last time it rained here... All jokes aside, I will be so happy to be in France just for the rain. Last night we watched a movie on TV5 called "Le mauvais fils" and there was a scene in which 4 friends were driving back from Normandy in a torrential rain storm.

Just before falling asleep, after the film, I asked Le Framéricain if French people really did have 3 friends with whom to go on a weekend trip to Normandy or if it was just more stereotyping. Most of the French people I know actually do seem to have friends, except my BIL, but that's another story.

Cannot wait to see the bedroom!!!

Randal Graves said...

LBR, don't tell anyone, as it would totally ruin my rep, but so do I.

We haven't had rain in ages here. Damn summer, end already!

La Belette Rouge said...

Randal: It is totally our secret, well us and everyone on the internets.;-)

La Framéricaine said...

OK, what's up? Are you so busy painting your bedroom that you have no time for us anymore?;>)

Hope all is well and fun is being had by all!

Randal Graves said...

Yeah, we know les Français are lazy bums compared to us hardworkin murkans, but this is beyond ridicule.

Non, Je ne regrette rien said...

wow-8 whole comments I didn't respond to.

I must have been distracted. let's see, rain...

singing would scare my dear readers away, so alas - no singing. no matter how topical. and yes the rain made the whole world sparkle and smell nice. I'm constantly told my life is patterned after Under the Tuscan Sun (where the HELL IS that italian lover? stamps foot) ... so yes that scene was very relatable. Mes enfants have been whining to me about baking in California, so I understand the longing for the rain. What can I tell ya? guess you all will just have to move here. I have LOTS of room and loads of fun projects for each and all! I learned this week that all in-laws are referred to as belles and beaus, so LaF you must tell more about said beau frére.

finally, I may be a lazy bum, but at least the bum is shrinking!