success...

so, Saturday I dragged my DH with me to find the "big" Migros near Carouge. Let me tell you, when people said big, they meant BIG. There are two buildings with different Migros shops in them. This is probably my American roots showing here, but both my DH and I got so frustrated trying to find this stupid place. For being the one and only BIG Migros in the area you'd think it would be pretty darn easy to find. You would be wrong. In the States there would be big billboards or some sort of signage pointing you towards this mecca of commercialism, but in Switzerland Ir's the exact opposite. It's as though they would rather you didn't find their mega stores. We found directions on Google maps and it looked simple. The address was a main road, it's a big commercial center if we got to the road we'd find it with no problems, right? Boy oh boy were we wrong. We couldn't see it from the main road, no signs, nothing. After driving around for a while we decided to take a left and drive towards an area that looked like it could possibly contain a commercial zone. Thank god we finally found it. Unfortunately, it was just a mad house. Cars backed up trying to find parking, once you found a spot and ventured inside it was just wall to wall people and shopping carts. You had to wait longer in line than it took to find what you needed. CRAZY!
We were successful in finding some of the things we needed. Sadly, it took so long to find it and check out that by the time I got home and actually made the props that were needed the kids were finished with their rehearsal for the day. Oh well. What can you do?

Yesterday, (Happy Mother's Day to all moms out there) we had a lovely relaxing day to make up for the madness of Saturday. We had brunch with some friends who live in Satigny, Switzerland. Oooh, I am so jealous of their place. They rent this very cool house that used to be a cafe and was renovated in early 2003 (or something). They are surrounded by cute, quirky houses, wineries, and vineyards. So jealous. They invited ally too so after we all stuffed ourselves and chugged down Mimosas..yummm... we took a walk through the vineyards. It was so nice, despite the impending storm that was coming our way.
The hubby decided to climb one of the trees in the vineyard so, much to the amusement of our friends, I decided to one up him by climbing up higher than he did. He claimed it was impossible to climb higher. This picture doesn't show it, but I did in fact climb higher than he did. Then on my way down I fell out of the tree! I was almost down and Ally jumped up on me. I just lost my balance and toppled out. I was fine except for some scraped knees and a bruised ego. Perhaps if my wonderful husband hadn't been getting her all excited Ally might not have charged at the tree and jumped up at me and I would have been able to make a graceful descent. But, it was pretty funny. After bragging about climbing higher than my hubby, I was the one who tumbled like a sack of potatoes out of the tree. What a victory! hee, hee