Thursday, July 22, 2010

Summer seasonings


I have always measured summer as that delicious, uninterpreted space between the last and first day of school.

Being in Europe, this mentality has robbed me of a good month of summer.

We're galloping towards August and I'm still dreaming about all the things we're going to do this summer. Meanwhile..... it's here, we are now. No. It is now. We are here.

Whatever.

But, what I"m really trying to say here is... does Anybody know where to find a dairy bar where we can get a giant, twist, soft ice-cream cone in Burgundy?

I thought not.

And what about the June bugs banging against the screens? Where are they? Where are the screens?

And why don't my kids have any mosquito bites?

Oh the crusty resistance of the American-born, or is it New England-born, mind. Summer, spent in one particular way, a way that involves ponds, lakes, freezing cold rivers with lots of big rocks to lie on, marshmallows, popsicles and, yes, mosquitoes, is so embedded in my brain, I'm not sure I will ever, ever recover.

Some exciting news over at Momformation where you can find this post:

The whole BabyCenter blog is getting nipped and tucked and liposucked, not to mentioned powdered and plumped, in hopes of emerging curvier, tastier, and way more sexy. It should be ready to admire, whistle at, and even fondle, on Tuesday, July 27th. Come see for yourself.


13 comments:

Brooke G. said...

A summer with NO mosquito bites - is that even possible!?!? Try to enjoy your summer anyway :D

Betsy said...

Really. I feel robbed.

mooserbeans said...

This seems to be the fastest moving summer ever. It seemed like it was full of endless possibilites and now it is rapidly drawing to a close. I hope that you enjoy the rest of this summer making new traditions (just make sure to leave time to reminisce about the old ones).

MT said...

That was my biggest surprise of our camping trip through Switzerland 2 years ago....no mosquitoes. It freaked me out. I can assure you though that there are mosquitoes aplenty in southern Germany. And giant slugs. HUGE!

Virginia said...

No mosquitos? I don't think I would miss that! In ME and MA they always get me through my clothes. I do understand though. Having grownup in the Lakes Region of Maine, summer wouldn't be summer with out a lake or an ocean to play in. I'm sure that when you return from France you will miss things from there as well. I know Esther and Isla must be making some incredible memories.

Emma said...

Summer is a tactile season, isn't it? And spending one where things are not quite the same must leave you feeling restless, i can imagine.

Thanks for your thoughts over at my blog, i appreciate it.

Karin (an alien parisienne) said...

Loved the poop post over at MOMformation, and here's to hoping they are not liposuctioning you right out of the site!!! Does not sound like that is the case. So I guess I don't have to go and smack anyone, right?

Summer. I think wherever we spend our summers in childhood is what absolutely is impressed upon us for life. For me, it is Colorado afternoon thunderstorms and escaping the dry summer heat in the cool Rockies.

But hey -- our local store here in Paris has Mr. Freeze/Otter Pops that you can pop in the freezer! Maybe you can find those...

Meanwhile, think about how this experience is impressing upon your girls. Maybe to them, summer will not be "summer" if it is not spent either traveling or being somewhere in Europe. :) It will be interesting to see what they remember when they are older, won't it.

Stay cool, Ms. Betsy. :)

Betsy said...

No liposuctioning here. In fact they've given me some collagen for my lips, meaning I may stand out a bit more when I speak. The Momformation redesign looks good. A much needed change.

Karin (an alien parisienne) said...

I just checked out the redesign and it looks *great*. It's got a clean and organized look and feel while retaining enough elements of the prior site that it doesn't feel like a completely different place. Very nice.

And ohhh noooo. So "Isla" is the new "Emily" huh?

Aw, pshaw. It's still a really cool name. :)

Anonymous said...

oh my goodness, Betsy, i hear you. such a coincidence that you say this. i feel the same way, but on different coasts on same continent, rather than you on different continent entirely. i've lived in NJ for 10 yrs now. my kids are 7 and 5. as you've probably heard, (if you hear about weather from wayyyy down east coast from your homeland neck of the woods) we've had crazy insane 100 degree summer.... so the other night, suddenly it was mild, 70s, sun going down... and i was sitting outside in our yard, and wondering what this feeling was, and I realized "This feels like home." Well, home for me is where I spent every summer of my growing up memory, Los Angeles. And I tell you, Betsy, just like you said about yourself, I don't think it will ever leave me. There were not the foreign cicada sounds of NJ. There were familiar cricket sounds, and slow and calm, because of the mild temp. I almost cried. I think I did get tears in my eyes. I hear you. I feel for you. I guess for you I feel the same way you do, that you should remind yourself to soak up this "foreign" time, because you may blink and be back in Vermont for rest of your life, and you will be glad you enjoyed this time.... or be mad if you didn't? (it is Vermont right? mother memory loss brain...) hugs to you.

Anonymous said...

(my post about NJ/LA summers is from Elizabeth/Liz, I've posted before, you've responded to me before, I just never can remember my google account info...)

Betsy said...

Elizabeth: Sense of place is a powerful thing. Yes, you know just what I'm talking about. It's the backdrops and soundtracks of our childhood that stick with us, like stubborn burrs. We'll forever be comparing things to how we remember it....

Anonymous said...

It's KiminAZ. Can't remember my acct. info.
Creemee's! They don't have them here, either. Now I want one..... I guess that we'll just have to go to VT and get one. There's no rush to leave..........................