Saturday, May 3, 2014

we were all lello

Jesus I wish the sun would shine. This constant cloud and drizzle is bleak and oppressive. The day did not turn out as planned: my daughter's life is in some upheaval, and her brother had to go to work and could not make it to lunch. All was not bliss.

Except for some. Who wanted to try on Blamma's boots.

We spent lots of time looking at colours - lello, bloo, ret, wide. So much lello. And there were huge construction machines outside including a backhoe! And then a firetruck! Amazing and wonderful. Lello and ret.

Anna told me that reading my memoir is hard for her because she didn't realize I was so unhappy that year. Well - I got over it, my darling, and then I had you - what could be better? She is outraged that we're wasting time thinking about Rob Ford when there's so much wrong in the world needing our attention. Hundreds of girls kidnapped in Sudan and we're going on about him? she raged.

I could not agree more.

The other day, as I walked past my neighbour's recycling, I saw what had been tossed there:

I could not resist. Now I am the proud owner of a Gucci shopping bag and shoebox. That's as close as I will come, or ever want to come, to a $650 pair of shoes.

A new version for Coldplay:
I came along,
I wrote a song for you,
And all the things you do,
And it was called "Lello".


  1. They call me Mello Lello. Cheer up Bethes!
    Love, Lani

  2. Just had a glass or two of wine and am listening to Randy Bachman - so of good cheer! Thank you, my Lani.