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San Diego is sick! / San Diego malade

Weather for San Diego, CA - 20 ° C

Current:
Cloudy Wind: W at 8 mph
Humidity: 66%

Mon
21 ° C / 18 ° C




Tue
18 ° C / 17 ° C




Wed
17 ° C / 17 ° C




Thu

17 ° C / 16 ° C

Buuuuuh !!!!! What is this year only with the weather going on!

Yeah, I hear you saying already, "which complained that actually is better than here." That may be true, but we are

• for meteorological reasons and emigrated here
• sunshine tax we pay (in the form of exorbitant rents)
• and we have to mess with Teaparty and
• we do not have health insurance

With sun keeps you from all that, but is without sun all at the tragedy!

Fortunately, there is the desert - we were able to warm up the weekend at about 40 ° C.

Bouuouuhhhh! Qu'est-ce qui se passe cette année avec la température?

Oui oui, je vous entend déjà dire de quoi c'est bien elle se Plaint-pire ici. Vrai, mais nous

• nous sommes ici pour des raisons Expatriés Météorologique
• we pay taxes through rent sun indecent
• we must live with the TeaParty
• we have no health insurance

With the sun, it hardens, but without the sun, it's a tragedy!

Fortunately we have the desert or we could warm up in its 40degrees C.

Freeones Plus Size Models

It is autumn / C'est l'Automne

und die sind wieder da Kürbis! / sont de retour et les citrouilles!

I love this time of year. Although it is much more subtle in San Diego, because our palms not change color, there are also signs of autumn. Because we are in America, you will find most in the shops (you can find almost everything in American stores - except seasonally Pastis and Ramazotti and, oh, yes, foie gras ...!)

J'adore et bien que cette , à San Diego, elle est beaucoup plus subtle Puisque nos palmiers chan ne pas de couleur gent (ce serait cool!) il ya des signes que l'automne a commence. Comme nous sommes en Amérique, il y en a beaucoup qui se trouvent dans les magasins (on trouve de tout dans les magasins américains - sauf du pastis et du Ramazotti et, ah oui, du foie gras ...!)

Did you know that the sales area in USA 10 times greater than in Europe? all that we have visited so far have noticed it, how many shopping malls, supermarkets, restaurants, etc. is available here. And there are always the same! This is what one in the cities considered. Not the architecture or historic buildings or so. The Americans spend much of their lives in shops, it hat die Krise auch nichts geändert. Alles ist auf Konsum ausgelegt.

Did you know that the sales area in the U.S. is 10 times higher than in Europe? " Everyone who has visited ou date has noticed how many shopping malls, big box stores, etc. of Restautant. That's what draws the eye in the cities, not the architecture or historical site or something like that. Americans spend much of their lives at the store, and the crisis did not change. Everything is made to consume.

Und es wird immer Verrückter. So könnte man gleich nach dem ersten Weihnachtsartikel Schulanfang die in den Läden Found before Halloween and Thanksgiving. The decorations f ^ r Halloween are only now in the shop windows.

Et ca devient de pire en pire. Ainsi, tout de suite après la rentrée, on trouvait les articles de noel dans certains magasins, et même avant l'Halloween Thanksgiving (l'Action de grâce) .. Les decos viennent seulement pour l'Halloween d'arriver.

I've bought a big pumpkin, so you can ywei birds with one stone: a delicious soup - and a Jack'o 'Lantern for the children. Je me suis

akhet une grande citrouille, ca fait deux pierres d'un coup: une délicieuse soupe pour les enfants et un jack'o'lantern.

That's cool, hein but it is not our pumpkin / elle est cool, n'est-ce pas, mais ce n'est pas la notre!

Kosher Gingerbread Cookie

Too late / Trop tard

For weeks now I want me some new bras. But somehow the cut so stupid here, I just do not think that fits. 3 shops have already been through, and stood unsuccessfully for hours in their cars - and I hate Anprobierkabinen in clothing stores. Must somehow manipulate their mirrors, dass man da so drinnen unappetitlich aussieht.

It's been weeks that I want to buy some bras. But I do not know what it is, they are oddly cut here, I do not find me. I already typed 3 stores without success, I spent hours in their dressing rooms - and I hate those cabins. I do not know, but they must manipulier their mirrors in a way that they may have looked so repulsive there. .

Freitag Nachmittag, bin ich nach meine Yogakurs sofort zu einem neuen Laden los, der gerade eröffnet und hat aus diesem Anlass Jedem Haushalt eine Geschenkkarte Geschickter $ 10 hat. Ich schnapps me almost every model of a copy in my size, better safe than sorry - and off goes into the torture chamber. And I'm successful: at least 2 pieces fit driven euphoria so I cross the store in search of other treasures and make myself at some point with another bamboo pajamas and socks on the way to checkout. When I want to see for the time, I realize I have forgotten my phone at home. I have for years not watch anymore, because there where I need it (alarm clock, kitchen, car) are everywhere and which I therefore ask the cashier if she had the time, and she says: "It is 4Uhr26.

Friday afternoon, after my yoga class, I try my luck again in a store that just opened and, for the occasion, sent a $ 10 gift card to each household. I take one of each model to put the odds on my side (and to avoid having to get dressed and déeshabiller thousand times) and presto, you go into the torture chamber! And behold, I am successful. There are two that make me! Full of euphoria thanks to this success, I start looking for other treasures, and after finding a pair of pajamas and socks bamboo I walk towards the crates. I search in my bag to see the time on my laptop, when I realize that I left at home. It's been years since I last watch, he's everywhere and I need it, I wake up in the bedroom, kitchen clocks, in the car. So I ask if she crating time and she replied: "Yes it is 4:26.

4Uhr26! Gottohgottohgott Oh! Wie die Zeit vergeht. Oh me!

; Mondieumondieumondieumondieu! How time flies! Ouch! Eigentlich hätte ich

to pick up Jerome to 3Uhr47 from the school. Jemin Oh, what I do now? which I can not reach me, because my phone is at home. Where is he well? Whether he has gone home with someone? Whether the school has called my emergency contacts? Whether he is even still there? Desperate and in tears sitting on the roadside? Or even at the police station? No idea, so what's never happened to me!

J'aurais du chercher à l'école à Jérôme 3:47! Dieu, que fais-je maintenant? Ils ne peuvent pas me rejoindre Puisque le portable est a la maison! Ou est-ce qu'il peut bien être? Est-ce qu'il serait Rentre avec quelqu'un? Est-que un appelle a l'école de mes contacts d'urgence? Ou est-ce qu'il y est encore? Fondu en larmes désespéré et au bord de la rue? Ou est-ce qu, il serait à la station de police? Aucune idée. Ceci encore jamais arrivé m'est!

All these Gadanken me rush through my head when I'm on my way to school is less than 5 minutes from the business. But it's rush hour and traffic lights for 10 minutes to red, especially for left turns, which I am necessarily straight. Just before the school reminds me that someone is still determined, since the boundary term care to open at half 7. Finally arrived, rase I in the office, completely resolved, where the Rector is now in the doorway of her office and talks to someone. "Oh, there she is," she says. "Jerome is in room 606". No questions, no accusations.

I go pick Jerome, coming towards me - as if in slow motion, it seems to me - the hugs me. I say: I'm so sorry, Jerome, I'm not even an apology, there is no excuse "It's okay, Mom is ok!" Toutes ces pensées

envahissent mon cerveau alors que je suis en route vers l'école qui se trouve à moins de 5 minutes away. But it's rush hour and traffic lights are red on 10 minutes, especially for left turns where I am, necessarily. Shortly before arriving, I realize that the CLAE is open until 6 and a half hours and there must be somebody. Finally arrived, I head the secretariat, while defeat or I found the director under the door of his office chatting with someone. "Ah, here it is, she said. Jérome and in room 606!" No questions, no blame.

I'll get Jerome approaching me, as it seems in slow motion to me in his arms. I told him, je suis Jérôme Désolée per n'ai même pas d'excuse excuses, il n'y en a pas d'! "C'est ok, Mom, c'est ok!"

I know that Dad is right to pick him up! Uff! This is again went well. This evening I receive countless hugs. Forgiveness is the grace of God.

Et puis, que J'apprends Papa est en route pour le chercher! Ouff, Quel chance. Les CALINS osnt innombrables ce soir. Le pardon c'est la grâce de Dieu.