Just a few of Robin's forty Vespas, as seen from my dining room window one March afternoon.

Small World

I just noticed that Amanda's oh-so-cute Vanessa Jean purse came from Hamden. I didn't realize it was local!

Our house is still for sale in Hamden. I don't have much to say about it, really, because, well, what is there to say? It's still for sale. After my first six months in Munich, I have to say that's the only thing that bothers me about leaving. I wish we could've sold it sooner. Maybe now that spring is coming, something will work out. Unfortunately I think people just don't want to make long-term decisions and major purchases with the war going on.

Other than the house, so far it seems like moving here was a good decision for both Marty and me. He works a lot but we both enjoy being here, and we spend the weekends together more often than we did in Connecticut. (In Connecticut he usually worked on Saturdays, and here he never does.) My German has improved so much since I came here. Marty gets a lot of home-cooked dinners these days. Nobody's complaining about those things.

Speaking of my old home place, the New Haven Register ran an article on Sunday about New Haven area online journalers. Two of the journals mentioned were two of my daily reads -- Dana and Rob. It cracked me up that the writer called Dana a "sassy lass." The article was decent; at least it didn't make online journalers/webloggers look like freaks. (Well, not any more than we actually are freaks...)

But all news is not happy in my little world of online journals. A few of my favorites have disappeared in the last couple of weeks. I know this is a transitory hobby, and people discontinue their journals for all kinds of perfectly natural personal reasons, but as a reader, I can't help but be a little sad when they come to an end. Even when there are new projects to look forward to. So rest in peace, Mighty Like a Rose, Tapestry, and Rainy Days and Mondays. Thanks for all the great reading.