16 Sunday Dec 2007
Blog buddy John Pangia has just been interviewed by the Star Ledger, the largest newspaper printed in the state of New Jersey.
I’ve been hooked on Sid in the City ever since I came across one of John’s fab graphics while I was looking for a good image for my ‘poison popcorn!’ post.
Do read the Star Ledger interview and then stop over and check out what Sid has been up to . . . it’s quite fun and funny stuff. 
15 Saturday Dec 2007
26 Monday Nov 2007
Posted in food & drink, friends, health & happiness, home, life stuff, nablopomo, retail therapy, sevilla
Actually, I don’t hate Mondays at all. In fact, I have quite a nice Monday schedule these days, starting with an 8.30 yoga class, followed by a bit of food shopping and then home to do the marathon cooking thing for the week that I first talked about here (still doing it – it works great!). I don’t have any English classes on Monday morning, which makes it possible. Then after I’ve done cooking and Nog has finished his morning classes, we might go out for a pre-lunch beer or vino. After lunch Nog goes off to his afternoon classes and I have an hour or so to obsess on the internet take care of a few things before my first class of the afternoon. On Mondays I usually work from 4.45 – 9-15 pm.
Anyhow, today it turned out that two of my afternoon classes had to reschedule so I was free from 6pm, and so after obessing on the internet doing a few chores I sent a text message to Nog asking if he wanted to meet me at the half-way point between his classes and home, as I had a couple of things I felt a sudden need for (comfy slippers and a new sweater). So I hopped on a rental bike and was at the mid-way point shopping centre in about 15 minutes. Found both comfy slippers and a gorgeous Liz Claiborne 100% cotton sweater (that I couldn’t afford, but I also almost never find 100% cotton sweaters here so I decided – ah, fuck it), and then met up with Nog to do a little pre-Christmas digital camera reconnoitering.
The plan after we finished was that we’d take rental bikes back to Catalina for a glass of wine before going home for dinner, but for some reason Nog’s card wouldn’t work, so we decided to have a race (me on the bike, him taking the bus) to see who’d get there first. Nog was there about two minutes before me because a bus came straight away and I had to stop for a red light. I’m totally loving this rental bike thang, especially as the first half hour is free.
Anyhow, got back home and I went – eek! I haven’t posted anything today! And so, here I am. 🙂 Just heating up some stew I made this morning (which was inspired by this one we had at La Estrella the other day) and then we’ll curl up on the sofa with hot stew, fresh country bread and a couple of cats to watch an episode of The West Wing. Then it’ll be a nice hot shower before getting into fresh sun-dried sheets (Monday is also ‘clean sheets day’ at casa az) . . .
How was your Monday?
21 Wednesday Nov 2007
Are they for real?
I’ve never been a ‘group person’ , nor someone who likes to surround herself with lots of casual friends. Yet I seem to have acquired quite an assortment of very interesting ‘virtual friends’ over the past few years. Some of these friends I’ve met in person, others I’ve only been in contact with on blogs & forums, by email or on IM chats. Oh, and sometimes on Skype, which is cool – hearing someone’s voice seems to make them feel more like you know them… somehow.
These days I have far more virtual friends than RL friends, which I think has to do with the wider variety of personalities available when you are speaking to people all over the globe rather than, say, just in Sevilla. My RL friends think this is odd.
What do you think?
15 Thursday Nov 2007
Posted in friends, life stuff, love, musings, nablopomo
This is in response to comment 6 on this post.
It was suggested by nursemyra that I could tell about how Nog & I met as part of NaBloPoMo , and then I thought that it would be fun if other people also shared their ‘how we met’ stories. So here is mine and I look forward to reading yours . . .
casa azahar 
