Saturday, January 8, 2011

things I learned on holiday

AYE A FUCKENMUCKENNUCKEN! This is the new word I learned while I was in Dublin. It's the noise/ sound/ word that popped out of my mother as she plunged her hand into a sink of boiling water (It should be noted that she hadn't intended on plunging her hand into a sink full of boiling water. And it also should be noted, for future reference, that I get my clumsy, bumbling gene from her). But I kind of like it; aye a fuckenmuckennucken, it's a pretty good word.  And I learned a bunch of other stuff while I was there too like;

The best way to get a turkey down the steep, icy, snow covered hill to my mother's house is via a sled, with Niece holding on to it. Except sometimes when you hit a bump, and Niece is wearing mittens that don't give a good grip, the turkey pops out of the sled. (I should probably say that at this point the turkey hadn't been cooked yet).

Oh, and when I spend the night sleeping in the bottom bunk of Niece and Little Niece's bunk beds, I will undoubtedly wake up and not have a clue where I am, until I bang my head on the ladder. And that houses where children live usually have the heat cranked up HIGH, at all times. It felt like I was in the jungle. I guess there little bodies get cold. And sometimes the kids can wrestle the skateboard away from the old people long enough to have a little fun themselves.

{three kids, one skateboard}

The Husband learned that it's not wise to try to keep pace with the Guinness drinking, even when out with my female cousins. Those girls can throw it down. (I chose to daintily sip a Kir Royale. Because I'm so dainty like). 

Bringing the kids to see Megamind 3D first thing on a Tuesday morning is a fantastic idea, because sometimes you get to be the only people in the entire theatre, which is pretty cool. 

{that's right, we own the whole theater}

And then I learned that my heart will melt, absolutely melt and go all gooey when Little Niece wants to sit in my lap during the movie for a cuddle. 
Movie popcorn and Little Niece cuddles is really the only way to go. 

The best time for me to take a snap of the city at night is not when I'm walking from Yamamori Sushi on the quays over the Millennium bridge to the Octagon Bar when it's freezing, and I know that my martini which I've been waiting for since May is only a few minutes away, because the photo will basically end up being a blur of city lights like so...

{blur}

And that sometimes I can have a lost in translation moment, even in Dublin. Which is odd, because I was speaking English and the bartender was speaking English but somehow he didn't understand me when I told him that my barely half full martini was a little on the small side (and for €12 it really shouldn't be). But then instead of filling it more, he poured it into a different chilled glass. FAIL. But luckily for him I was far too happy being out on a date night in the city with The Husband to wreck the place (lucky lucky bartender). 

Not going out on the town on New Year's Eve can turn out to be the best way to start off the New Year. Especially when you spend it at your Auntie's house with some of her friends. And you play cards and you end up walking away with €30. Starting 2011 with more money in your pocket than you had at the end of 2010 has to to be a good omen right? (It should be noted that my mother started 2011 by shattering a wine glass. That's probably not a good omen. Sorry Mom). 

And I learned something that I have long suspected;  walking around a city, shopping, Starbucks cup in my hand, really is my happy place. Provided that he who huffs and puffs keeps the huffing and puffing at bay. Behold... me in my happy place (ignore fuzziness of photo, the huffing and puffing caused shaky camera)...

{me, in my happy place}

And I can pinpoint the exact moment when that wonderful holiday feeling left me; it was on the motorway back to Le Petit Village from Nice Airport, and we were stuck behind a woman at a toll who was arguing through the intercom with the toll people on the other side, screaming that she didn't want to pay her toll because there had been traffic (???). And at that very moment I knew I was back in France. 

Holiday Over.

bisou 

38 comments:

  1. That's funny about the toll booth. Welcome back to France!

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  2. I hope your mom's hand is okay! Sounds like you had a great time with family!

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  3. I had the same holiday blues returning from the UK to Spain. I always bump into one Spanish person in the airport who starts my mind asking the question "what the hell am I doing here?"
    Never mind..... until the next holiday.

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  4. lol! at least you didn't get stuck on that 13hr train a week or two ago that was all over the French news!

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  5. All good things come to an end. It seems like you took advantage of your time at home - that is so important! I felt the same way when I was with my little cousins - they hugged me and begged me not to go and it was heart-wrenching!!

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  6. Glad you had a great trip. I thought of you in Paris, I came out of Bastille metro and saw a Starbucks. I was super excited and was hoping they had the gingerbread latte, but sadly the place was closed. V v v disappointed.
    I may have muttered fuckenmuckennucken under my breath.

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  7. Ah, it looks like you had a wonderful time..... i'm booking a skiing holiday with just my mother in march.... now that will be interesting

    xxx

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  8. I am STEALING that new swear-word. I think I love your momma.

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  9. Sounds like a wonderful trip. My littlest grandson calls them snuggles,and he can get what ever he wants from his Nana for one.

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  10. sounds amazing! hopefully that old adage about how your year is predicted by how you brought it in....more money in your pocket!

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  11. It's all about the love and the Starbucks of course.

    xo jane

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  12. I have appropriated your Mothers word! Just hope her hand is OK. That sounds like a really wonderful family holiday xo J

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  13. hahahahaha! I feel that way about walking with Starbucks too. Something about it. And I think I just adopted your MIL's word. That'll be a much harder one for my 4 yr old to repeat, for Brazilians to understand, and a lot of fun to say drunk!

    As for keeping up drinking, seriously, they are good there! I don't know how they don't get full That stuff is like blended bread!

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  14. I shall try that the next time I am at the tollbooth on the downtown expressway, "but, lady, I had to wait three minutes for the traffic to clear so that I could get to your booth to pay my 50 cents." Don't think it will work here, either! Glad you're home safely.

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  15. Beautiful pic of you in your happy place. Any chance the Husband wants to move back to Dublin?

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  16. You sound like you had such fun - I'm with you on the poor photos, I promised myself I'd take lots of snaps of my hometown to show everyone here.
    57 photos from New Years eve (that will never see the light of day)20 odd photos of my family opening presents and stuffing their faces on Christmas Day (not pretty) and about 3 of Australian scenery.
    Fail.

    When I knew we were back in France?
    At the luggage turnstile when a lady tried to complain to the officials that her bag had been damaged.
    Official's response?: Shrug, bof, shrug, extra big shrug, go have a cigarette.

    Ah, home sweet home.

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  17. That sounds like an amazing time with the family! I wonder if the lady at the toll both won the argument- I can't see tollbooth operators letting that slide over here.

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  18. I know I'm in Spain when the people in the airport could give a flying fuck if I've been "helped" or not.

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  19. Looks like a blast! Happy Holidays from Virginia across the ocean to you!

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  20. I love that photo of you with your Starbucks. Honey, you did more than find a happy place. You, like a Buddhist monk, found a small piece of Nirvana and greater understanding of the universe. ;-)

    It looks like you had a great time. I hope the post-holiday hangover has dissipated and you've found a bit of Nirvana back home. (okay, not quite as much as Starbucks provided, but, at least a little bit of that)

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  21. makes me look forward to my trip to ireland even more in May! and thankful that i'm not going to france... ; )

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  22. I love your happy place.
    Let's make it mine, too.
    Now, all I need to do is find a foreign land, live there, and be thrust completely out of my element.

    xoxo.
    http://glamkittenslitterbox.blogspot.com/

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  23. Haha! Glad you enjoyed your visit to Dublin, despite the very cheeky barman. And when my Canadian bro was over for our wedding in Dublin last year my sister kept advising "Don't try to keep up with the Irish guys" - he ignored her advice to his own detriment. :)

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  24. So glad you commented on my post because I am now in love with your blog! I am obsessed with all things French, so this is right up my alley. :)

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  25. Lucky bartender indeed and amazing restraint on your part girlie. Sounds like a lovely trip and you look adorable in your happy place.

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  26. Aw Sara..I feel happy for your wonderful time and I feel sad for that back to reality feeling of living in another country. boy, do I know that feeling.
    Funny that the bars haven't stopped over charging in the midst of the downfall of the tiger..
    a xo

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  27. I just hate that moment when you know the holiday is over! It never comes slowly, it's always like a huge slap in the face.
    It sounds like you had a great time :) Your poor mum though! Ouch! Also i though Megamind was fantastic haha. Children's movies are the best!

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  28. lovely post with lovely family picks

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  29. I love your mom's created word. Sounds like the right response to boiling water to me!

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  30. I'm going to try that word out next time I have an accident, which is likely to be soon.

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  31. Happy New Year Sara Louise you funny girl. Sounds like you had a hoot during the hols. x x

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  32. Such a pretty pic of you. You radiate joy.

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  33. Sara - sounds like a lovely holiday with fam and no 'huffity puffity' is going to change that. Happy for you - and happy for me when I can get to the wi-fi to see what's going on in your petit world. Always a pleasure, lady.

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  34. First of all...WONDERFUL picture of you! Your happiness comes right through the photo! Secondly, kudos to your Mom on enhancing our language just a bit, though I am sorry for the circumstances surrounding the same. Many blessings to you for a great year!

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  35. I love that happy-place picture! And I love the sign that just says "shopping" in the background. Glad you had a great time with your family and got to see Megamind - I'm so jealous. I often want to borrow people's children to have an excuse to go to cool kid's movies!!!

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  36. so nice to see you happy in your place:-) and what a grand time with the family!

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  37. Fun fun fun!!! I love your brown coat, btw.

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  38. I adore the coat you have on as you hold your cup of coffee. Looks delightfully warm and snuggly!

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