Archive for the ‘my crazy Geneva life’ Category

An unfortunate woman

September 26, 2011

My AI benefits are up for review for the next year, and part of the ginormous package that I have to send in is a letter from my oncologist stating to what degree I’m disabled.  My oncologist is Indian, so sometimes her turns of phrase in English are a little quaint.  In her letter, I am characterized as “an unfortunate woman with renal cell carcinoma”.  It kind of cracked me up…


What do Société Générale and Carmax have in common?

August 11, 2011

Commercials with catchy theme songs and depressing lyrics.


Société Générale:

Déjà vu

March 24, 2011

In Geneva last year:

In the States this week:

So frustrating

February 17, 2011

I have weird dreams a lot.  Last night was no exception.  The dream is too long and complicated and disjointed to repeat here, but it featured the guy I had a crush on in Geneva.  And there’s nothing I can do about it.  Damn.

Quit losing my paperwork!

February 7, 2011

I just had to send a sharply-worded letter to my Swiss insurance agent, who has apparently lost the paperwork that my doctor faxed her back in December.  The sad thing is that my written French is better than my agent’s…


December 20, 2010

I finally finished my “Why I Want to be Jewish” essay for my rabbi.  He gets a gazillion of these, but I think mine might stand out a bit — we’ve got earthquakes, sex, cancer, and a mysterious lost generation of people, plus more traditional topics like prayer, Jewish values, and ritual observance.  All in six pages.  😉

Beaucoup de parchemin pour ne rien dire

November 5, 2010

I got a letter from my university this week to let me know that because I graduated, I’m no longer enrolled as a student…

I almost forgot — one-year anniversary

October 28, 2010

Today is the one-year anniversary of my emergency brain surgery — the one that I was not expected to awaken from (or, at best, awaken from in a vegetable state).

My mom hopped on an overnight plane to Switzerland with the Baptist hymnal her church gave her when she graduated high school for her service as their pianist, thinking she was going to sing hymns at my bedside while I died.  Instead, when she arrived, I was conscious and talking and demanded that she give me her carry-on book to read (the latest Diana Gabaldon novel, which I had been… well… dying to read ever since it had come out).

It was odd being the healthiest person in the men’s brain surgery ward… one man had completely lost the ability to speak and to use his left arm, another kept trying to escape to the “kitchen” while improperly clothed, another thought he was in France (actually not so crazy, since he was from just over the border), and another had been shot in the head and was inoperable.

I got away with just a heart in my eye.  After asking me a bunch of questions, the neurosurgeon made me draw a picture of it — not sure if it was because he thought my French was a little shaky or if he thought I might be a hair crazy like everybody else.  Anyway, after he saw the picture, he exclaimed to the nurses, “She’s right!  She does have a heart in her eye!”

So — happy anniversary to me!  smiley: smile

It is finished!

October 10, 2010

For the first time in my 11 years of scrapbooking, I have completely and totally finished a scrapbook.  Probably because we were forced to keep it very basic by the dearth of scrapbook supplies available in Geneva.

All the pictures, journaling and decorations are in, the last page is signed, and the tea and yogurt have been wiped out and dried off as much as possible (that is why there is a no food and drinks near the scrapbook rule!)

And it is finished. 🙂

My scrapbook reminds me of Hebrew

October 3, 2010

I have a scrapbook that I’m going to finish — completely and totally, 100% finish, no touch-ups needed — tomorrow.  I started it in Geneva, where I had no access to a scrapbook supply store and had to scrounge around all over town to find appropriate materials, in addition to having supplies mailed in from the States.

Since my return to the States, I’ve found some really cute stickers that go with the theme of several of the pages in the album… but I didn’t plan on having them when I did the original decorations.  So now I have two decorating systems going on for some pages.

Kinda feels like Hebrew with its two overlapping vowel systems… the matres lectiones and the Masoretic vowels (neqqudot).

I demand a spelling reform — and more scrapbook stores in Switzerland!