I used to have plans every weekend. Not necessarily big plans, but I would go into the weekend knowing that my Saturday included yoga at 9:30, brunch with a girlfriend, shopping in the afternoon, and meeting friends for dinner/drinks that night. And Sunday would be similar, maybe including an open house or sports watching.
There is recent talk that the weather in Zurich is about to get depressing. So much talk that girls I’ve met here are planning to buy a sunlight lamp this winter to boost their moods. Have you heard of these sunlight lamps? I guess they simulate the sunlight and give you the vitamin D you need to stay happy during the seemingly endless grey days.
I have this bad habit when I bake. I seldom read the directions in full before I start making the recipe. I mean, I have good intentions to do so, but my impatience gets the best of me and I just start baking. My mom did not understand this. I would mess up whatever I was making and she would ask, “Well, did you read the whole recipe first?” Ya, ya, ya.
It turns out that women’s book clubs are the same, even in Zurich. There is always an assigned book, and there are always the essential food groups; wine, apps, and dessert. But the best part of it all is that you don’t actually have to read the book. Don’t get me wrong, I like reading, but I don’t want to have to skip a book club if I didn’t get a chance to finish the book. It’s a wonder to me why we even bother to call it book club in the first place, but I won’t fight it. It sounds distinguished and is a great excuse for a girls night in.
I don’t think I have ever watched so much TV as I did last week. I was the first one home sick on the couch, then another one bit the dust so I had to keep him company in front of the television. By the end of the week, all I could think and talk about was Friday Night Lights. How did I not know about this show when it was actually on air?
We arrived “home” to Zurich last week and as much fun as we had in the states, I have to say that I am glad to be back. I was gone for almost two months, and it was about time to sleep in my own bed and cook in my own kitchen. And boy, am I glad to be done wedding planning.