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		<title>Protected: Holos kainos</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2012 12:02:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>And the words; they just come out of my mouth</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Feb 2012 12:29:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>kala</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[When Lila was 5 months old I&#8217;d go: &#8220;Can you say Mama? Say Mama&#8230;&#8221; &#8220;Good girl, you really like your vegetables, don&#8217;t you?&#8221; &#8220;Allez, can you turn over? Try to turn over&#8221; &#8220;Ah, you&#8217;re awake, sunshine! Coucou!&#8221; &#8220;Look at all that saliva, are you teething, my darling?&#8221; &#8220;Time to change your diaper&#8221; &#8220;Goodnight my love&#8221; Now that Lila is 2.5 years old I say: &#8220;I&#8217;m not deaf. Stop shouting my name every ten minutes&#8221; &#8220;No&#8221; &#8220;It&#8217;s not a vegetable, it&#8217;s a green tree. You think it&#8217;s a vegetable but it&#8217;s not&#8221; &#8220;Stop spitting. Seriously&#8221; &#8220;Only ten more minutes and then you&#8217;re outta there&#8221; &#8220;You&#8217;re awake? Already?!&#8221; &#8220;How many times do I have to tell you not to jump on the couch&#8221; &#8220;That&#8217;s not yours, give it back&#8221; &#8220;I told you to stop jumping on the couch&#8221; &#8220;Time out! Go to your room!&#8221; &#8220;I told you we don&#8217;t put toys in the washing machine&#8221; &#8220;Excuse me, aren&#8217;t you supposed to be in bed&#8221; &#8220;Goodnight my love&#8221; Currently listening to: Panda Bear Tomboy]]></description>
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		<title>What I mean to say is goodbye</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Jan 2012 10:42:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>kala</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The year is hardly a month in and already it has been harsh &#8211; we celebrated the New Year with paracetamol and pajamas as we came down with the flu. What the hell, 2012? You won&#8217;t give us a break, will you? I&#8217;m thinking back on 2011. The year started in Saudi Arabia and ended in Paris. It was a year of chaos, and I don&#8217;t know how I was able to get through it all. But then here we all are again, still standing, with the wounds of the last year still healing. I keep telling myself to do more with my life, to read more books, to listen to more music, to watch more movies, to broaden my horizons, to look further and deeper. This is the year Lila will start school. This is the year I start driving again (got my French license ironed out, finally). This is the year of chances and changes. So don&#8217;t muck it up, don&#8217;t muck it up. Currently listening to: Les Shelleys Les Shelleys]]></description>
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		<title>Hipster the Robot</title>
		<link>http://www.mybelishabeacon.com/bananafish/2011/11/hipster-the-robot/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2011 08:40:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>kala</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Famille]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Stuff]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[And yes, Christmas has arrived early! We welcome the newest member of our family &#8211; Hipster the Robot. Yes, he exudes that hipster vibe, hence the name. Lila has been smitten ever since she laid eyes on him. Merci beaucoup, Pilou! Currently listening to: Real Estate Real Estate]]></description>
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		<title>(R)</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Nov 2011 23:09:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>kala</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Music]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[A few nights ago Julien and I were back in the bowels of Paris which is the metro, snaking our way back to familiar territory: rue Oberkampf, to watch a concert. Pinback doesn&#8217;t have a new album out but for some reason they are touring. And thank god they&#8217;re touring &#8211; I was surprised that they sounded so good live (I always imagined them to be a &#8216;record&#8217; band). And the frontman was très bavard too, something an audience always appreciates. I think. And Friday night we found ourselves in a huge Hausmannian flat &#8211; two apartments merged into one, with the tall ceilings and creaking floorboards and low lights, friends and family, red wine. I have this strange feeling of being split into two these days. I feel like my old self when I&#8217;m out by myself, and at the same time I feel like I&#8217;m this other person when I&#8217;m at home doing the whole Mommy routine. It&#8217;s like slipping into a different skin that&#8217;s neither new nor old. I can&#8217;t explain very well; the lines are too fuzzy. Maybe I&#8217;m not my old self anymore, and maybe I didn&#8217;t really turn into someone new. I&#8217;m probably just [...]]]></description>
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		<title>There are no clean getaways</title>
		<link>http://www.mybelishabeacon.com/bananafish/2011/11/there-are-no-clean-getaways/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2011 08:24:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>kala</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Film]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Have you seen Drive yet? I don&#8217;t remember the last time I found myself head-over-heels in love with a movie. It has everything. It has car chase scenes, speed, a kickass soundtrack (I love the funky 80s theme going on there), violence (god, the violence in this film is amazing!) and most importantly, it has Ryan Gosling, one of the most amazing actors of our generation (go see The Believer and Half Nelson). This is my movie of the year, definitely. I was going to put the trailer here but it gives so much away, so here&#8217;s the opening scene instead. Kind of cuts off, but that gives you all the more reason to see it. Currently listening to: Drive Original Soundtrack]]></description>
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		<title>Cold</title>
		<link>http://www.mybelishabeacon.com/bananafish/2011/10/cold/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 22 Oct 2011 19:53:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>kala</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[So what happened since the last time I was here? Winter happened. A week of Indian summer, then change took over : leaves turned red and fell, scarves and boots made a reappearance. Lila and I still go to the park wrapped in our warmest coats. This morning I crouched in front of her and rubbed her bare hands after she looked at me with huge eyes and said, Mommy, coooooold. A million things crowd my mind but I ignore them. I stand looking out the window at nights, watching the shadows of neighbors moving behind curtains, wondering if everyone is warm, wondering how everyone is doing. And then I lie on my own bed and think, tomorrow it will get even colder, and try to fall asleep. Currently listening to: Gem Club Breakers]]></description>
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		<title>Your love will be safe with me</title>
		<link>http://www.mybelishabeacon.com/bananafish/2011/09/your-love-will-be-safe-with-me/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 18:52:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>kala</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[My Little Surrealist]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[After running out of the usual shampoo while giving Lila her bath, I rooted around the bathroom cupboards for something I could use and found this bottle of shampoo I&#8217;d purchased at a pharmacy when we were living in Rome. So this evening, I breathed in the scent of Lila&#8217;s hair and was transported back to that time in Rome when she couldn&#8217;t even walk, or talk, much less climb the bookshelf or feed herself. Yesterday she was 8 months old. Today she is two. Today she struggles out of her stroller and pats dogs she crosses on the street and sneaks packets of soup into the grocery cart when I&#8217;m not looking. Today she prefers this, hates that, wants to do this, refuses to do that. Today she catches my moods and it affects her, today she believes that kissing wounds will make it better. I inhale the scent of Lila&#8217;s hair and I wonder where her 8 month old self has gone, does she remember things from then? And do children always have to do that to us, disappearing and morphing into someone more alert and interesting, into a real almost-person, and we&#8217;re left wondering if they were [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Transport</title>
		<link>http://www.mybelishabeacon.com/bananafish/2011/09/transport/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Sep 2011 10:25:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>kala</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Life in France]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; To my fellow metro/train/tramway passengers: 1 //  Yes, I have a baby in a stroller, yes, I am taking public transportation. Deal with it. 2 // Please do not read my text messages over my shoulder. 3 // Do not try to enter the metro while I am trying to get off it. 4 // I do not want to hear about your day, no, I don&#8217;t. Lowering your voice would be a good idea. 5 // Thank you for always helping me get the stroller down from the train to the platform. You are very sweet. And a special shout-out to the Mairie de Suresnes: When are you EVER going to repair the elevator at the Suresnes-Belvedere tramway 2 station? It&#8217;s been two fucking years. Currently listening to: Xiu Xiu La Foret]]></description>
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		<title>Parklife</title>
		<link>http://www.mybelishabeacon.com/bananafish/2011/08/parklife/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2011 16:09:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>kala</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Life in France]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[We took an early morning walk along Canal St. Martin; the heat was stifling as early as 9 in the morning. We walked past shops that were still closed and crossed other parents who were still yawning while pushing their already-alert toddlers in their strollers. Lila got antsy after a while, so we ducked into a park (the unfortunate story of everyone with toddlers), where we felt right at home with all the other people our age milling around with their kids, mostly fathers. After a little accident on the slide, a bit of crying, a lot of laughing, and more tears while we extracted Lila&#8217;s grip from the monkey bars, we made a stop at Café Prune for coffee, where Lila threw sugar cubes into a glass of water which eventually tipped over, drenching the entire table. The waiter was great about it, gamely mopping up the mess with a smile. And then, crossing the street, we lay her on a bench along the canal for a diaper change. One interesting activity about being a parent is changing diapers in various locations. Lila has flashed her butt all over the world. I remember the days when it took us [...]]]></description>
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