Marwar wasn't going to let a little thing like rigid gender roles make her lose her nerve... |
Julia is possibly the only heroine to own and watch her own TV set. But it's 1982 so nothing's on TV...Now, now, I'm just kidding. She could have watched The Young Ones, the World Cup, 'Allo, 'Allo...
Demi: Be a darling, Ashton, and fetch me a drink... |
One of the only things I remember from a History of the Middle East class I took in college was hearing a folk saying summed up as men are trees and women are flowers. I'll say.
Why did hospital authorities go nap on green? (Yes, nap is a funny word.) Here's an article that attempts an answer: Green may be especially well-suited to help doctors see better in the operating room because it is the opposite of red on the color wheel. Green could help physicians see better for two reasons. First, looking at blue or green can refresh a doctor’s vision of red things, including the bloody innards of a patient during surgery. If a surgeon stares at something that’s red and pink, he becomes desensitized to it. The red signal in the brain actually fades, which could make it harder to see the nuances of the human body. Looking at something green from time to time can keep someone’s eyes more sensitive to variations in red.
He's good at Scrabble, he tells her smugly. I am rotten at Scrabble. Betty Debbie is good. She's only a little smug. I don't have the crucial word-jumble gene. I'm also missing the Eye of the Tiger...
As she gets ready for the trip to Holland Julia checks the contents of her purse: passport, Dutch money, cheque book, safety pins, snaps of her baby nephew, a lucky charm she wouldn't have dreamt of leaving behind, a pock screw driver and of course her make-up. I have pens, a wallet, four metal zippers (I'm looking for crafting inspiration) and old receipts.
Lauris says she'll be a great mother - 'the type to play cricket while dinner burns'. Don't tell me The Great Betty didn't know her way around character sketches...
It's been some time since I read this one but I remember that wonderful description of Julia as a mother about playing cricket while dinner burns.
ReplyDeleteRather like calling an American mom the Kool-Aid Mom. (I was she.)
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ReplyDeleteLove to drive! and I am considered to be a good driver.
Scrabble--I used to play it a lot and be fairly good. I haven't played in years and probably would do poorly.
And thanks for the article on green in the operating room. Fascinating. I had often wondered, but never bothered looking it up. Makes sense to me...
Currently in purse--wallet, nylon shopping bag, datebook, two notebooks, envelope of grocery coupons, pen, cough drops and lip balm. And, of course, a paperback book. I do not travel anywhere without something to read!!
Once my chartered accountant was in hospital on some heavy duty pain meds for a week. I was 10 days from due with our 5th little pledge of mutual affection (preggo brain is my excuse here)... he beat me at scrabble every afternoon. He took 10 minutes a turn, but he beat me. Now, I won't play unless there's a time limit (sort of like there's a handicap in golf). :-)
ReplyDeleteThat was a tough week. All the nurses kept cracking jokes about how L & D was right around the corner if I needed it. It was the only time I prayed to go out past my due date. I did. he was home before I went into labor. Whew!