France, as always, was to die for, but it seemed like in no time at all we were back home. Quel boring! I mean, the neighborhood pool is fine a few times, and the park, and the beach, and the Children's Museum, but really, it's just kids, kids, kids everywhere! What's a discerning mom to do? So, Timmy and I left Ian with Nanny, and headed off for some "us" time at our pied a terre in the city. It was so funny -- Tim kept running into Oprah on his morning jog! Finally, I had to go with him just so I could meet her, and you all know how much I hate exercise! Timmy always says if I had to choose between exercising and being mauled by a bear, I'd pick the bear. Ha. Anyhow, Oprah was completely charming, but she looks so different without makeup!
Tim was able to virtual commute via the laptop and his Blackberry, but then, quel horror! -- a computer malfunction left us without the Internet for more than a month! Steve (Jobs) was so sweet about it. He apologized left and right, and even offered to jet in to fix it himself, but we told him to just take care of his cancer, poor man, and we'd go to the Genius Bar like everyone else. Anyhow, Tim's boss is soooo good about giving him the summers off. Really, it's embarrassing how well that man treats him!
So finally, after all those weeks, I got my computer back and had tons of interesting tidbits to blog about, what with France and Oprah, etc., but by then, it was time for our month at the cottage by the lake. I can't tell you which lake, because, wouldn't you know it, another celebrity ended up next door, building a glass monstrosity which is not at all architecturally in keeping with the darling little Arts & Crafts bungalows we've all restored so painstakingly. Muffy was miffed, I'll tell you. And there was all this extra security because of "those people" -- we can't even tell you their initials, but I'll give you a hint -- she takes better care of her Chihuahua than her kids, and he's covered in tattoos but is secretly a Republican -- so that we could hardly get in or out of our own driveway. Quel irritating.
Of course, it's too remote up there for any Internet connection, so we live quite primatively. I couldn't have blogged even if I'd wanted to! It was so cute: Ian and one of his little friends "camped out" in the backyard with Nanny one night, but we had to run an extension cord out the door for the DVD player and the Xbox, and they kept coming in to use the bidet! I laughed so hard, a very nice, fruity but not too fruity Sauvignon Blanc came out of my nose!
Well, that wraps up my summer vacation. Hope yours was just as smashing! Ta ta for now!
