vive la frivolité

this week is what's wrong with the world. i mean the weather (which is a good metaphor for whatever else is wrong, anyway.) at night it snows, in the daytime it rains. because it's so cold and i've been sick for a month already, i can't even realize whether i'm still sick or just sick and tired of the weather. blargh.

so what happens is: i go out and eat in restaurants with people who eat in restaurants, and have coffees (which somehow along the way have turned from a simple, black into a latte with extra cream: it's winter!!!) and then i take the taxi home, because it's sleeting.
or, even better - i plan to be virtuous and walk to the bus, and then i stop in random shops and end up buying things i not only do not need (duh) or can find immediate use for (it's winter!!), but whose only quality is a 5 second cheering-up effect. because they're shiny. or colorful. or...suggestive, in some form, of good things that i'm craving and not getting.
but see, once i chose them, they're mine.

these are so light! no idea what they're made of, but they photograph so well! actually i'm pretty sure they photograph better than they look...

yummy long string of real murano-like glass. every bead a work of art. also satisfying to play with.

cupcakes! from the newly opened "gourmet cupcake" here. these ones are my friends', i'm still waiting on my special tiramisu+cream order :)

you think i could get away with wearing this in montreal?? here it'll be just fine, i think.

so! this evening we went to see ada milea's show "winter songs for all seasons" at the theater. very appropriate for the weather, i have to say! we were wondering whether the show hadn't jinxed the weather, or smth (it's been playing since january. they're not playing it next month though!)
anyway, the show was...eventful. we'd taken seats in a private box,

 

so of course, once we settled into our seats, people started on a cupcake picnic. very classy!

i feel i have to talk a bit about the show...it's songs based around traditional children's songs and christmas carols, but always with a black-humour-ada-milea-twist. cheerful melodies as background for texts on poverty, consumerism, pollution, the emptiness of the holiday spirit i.e. hysteria, wishes, wishful thinking, you get the gist.
in the middle of this (actually it was the beginning of the show, but mid-song) somebody who was sitting alone in a box near us had an epilepsy crisis. we reacted pretty slowly because...we couldn't believe our eyes that it was happening, in the dark, under those circumstances. finally he fell to the floor with a thud, we were already at the door running for help, a lady in another box nearby turned out to be a doctor so she took care to turn him and close his mouth properly, the crisis passed, the ambulance came...it lasted probably 3-4 minutes then everybody went back to the show.
we laughed even more hysterically afterwards, for a bit it seemed unreal, all that bleak satirical soundtrack for what had just happened.
then by the end we were watching a little curly-haired boy (3 or 4) whose parents were in the first rows and had somehow let him climb the low steps going to the stage so he was just sort of semi/lying there, 3 meters away from the performers. for a while we thought he was either part of the show or the son of one of the actors, but no. his reactions all through were a nice addition to the show though.

so now i have to put in the effort of taking everything in, making room for my new extraneous objects in my home and my new extraneous thoughts in my head. and looking up more ada milea on youtube.
love,
c