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The cleaning, scraping and painting has finally started at the new chez moi and there’s no time and space to do any fancy summer cooking right now. Thank god Blork is there to make sure that I don’t lose any weight (yeah, thanks…) and keep my energy level up by feeding me good stuff.

But even the best cooks take a break sometimes, so this weekend I finally dragged a bunch of my loved ones, including my blue haired nephews, to Patati-Patata at the corner of St-Laurent and Rachel, so that they could finally get to taste the famous Patatine I had been raving about. Blork does a great description of this somewhat healthy version of the well-known poutine, and there’s even an appetizing photo of it on his web site. Believe me, making a poutine look this good on a picture is quite an exploit.

After the meal, we shopped around on St-Laurent, accompanied by my South Shore nephews, who had dressed for the occasion and looked perfectly at home on this funky Montreal street.

And now it’s back to painting for me. I wish I could just take the whole apartment and dip it in a gigantic bucket full of white paint, then let it drip and dry. Does anybody know if such an invention exists?

There are more and more bloggers and like anything that multiplies, a lot of them start assembling in pairs and become couples (well, some of them were couples before they blogged). I love the way these blogger couples use their respective web sites to maintain a parallel dialogue to the one they already have in daily life.

I caught this juicy exchange in the comments section of Marmalade Girl’s blog:
(Back story: tbit went biking without sunscreen. He is walking around the house looking for sympathy. Marmalade Girl is making fun of him, calling him Burnt Toast.)

Tbit: And she goes and scratches my arms with her scythe-like nails. I tell ya, the girl is Eee-vuhl.

Marmalade Girl: I am not evil. I am morally different.

Ce qu’on peut en apprendre des choses et d�couvrir des liens gr�ce au blogue de Karl. Tenez hier par exemple, on avait le choix entre des supers dessins de demoiselles japonaises (petit faible pour les asiatiques?) ou encore des trucs et conseils sexuels pour femmes � poitrine g�n�reuse.

Et puis merde, ce Karl est heureux en plus! On n’aura jamais vu fran�ais plus bouddha que lui. Mon cher, il faudra bien que tu partages avec moi le secret de ce bonheur, de ce doux d�tachement qui sait tout de m�me se faire amoureux.

Construire sa vie � deux ? Moi c’est tout le contraire, je n’essaie plus de construire, je vis de boh�me, de cr�ations, de d�sirs, et d’irr�m�diables instantan�s. Je ne me suis jamais aussi senti bien depuis des ann�es.

Mais justement, ce paragraphe de ton blogue contiendrait-il la cl� de ton succ�s? Faut-il cesser de r�ver � cette construction? Abandonner l’amour en blocs Lego et y aller pour une forme plus souple?

Parfois vraiment, je ne peux pas m’emp�cher d’envier les hommes et de souhaiter tr�s fort devenir comme eux.