Okay, I’m confessing one of my mental glitches here. Maybe I’ll confess a bunch of them and just get it out of my system. Major Amy glitches include not being able to remember where I park the car in parking garages and not being able to tell jokes because I can’t remember the punch line (pattern emerging that glitches are memory related?). A long standing and deeply embedded glitch has to do with time and time zones. When I first went to college in Boston, my home in Alaska was 5 time zones away. I’m never clear whether that 5 hours is ahead or behind, so I just don’t use that language. After a couple of years, somehow the humans in power decided to merge the Alaskan time zones, and my home became 4 time zones away. I didn’t get it. I still don’t get it. Are time zones linked to physical reality or not? Is San Francisco behind New York, or ahead? The reason I’m thinking about this is that Daylight Savings Time began (ended?) this weekend in France. I was already having plenty of difficulty calculating what time zone my husband sleeps in, and then he went from Colorado to California, adding an hour, and we moved our clocks ahead an hour here in France, but you nice people in America kept your clocks the same. It’s very confusing to me that time is something that humans just change at will, and somehow isn’t connected to the planting and harvesting of grain or the time between full moons or the decay of a cesium atom somewhere. Or is it?
Thoughts In Random Patterns 
🙂 Glad I’m not the only one that struggles with this! I have the fun of trying to keep your husbands calendar in the right time zone so next week when he’s back in Paris I’ll be checking every day to make sure the calls I’ve set up are really on his calendar at the right time 🙂
Amy – Bon jour à vous. Aujourd’hui j’espère que vous êtes happy….
Ma chere Amy,
J’aime bien une horloge comme celle-ci pour ne pas confondre l’heure a l’est et a l’ouest:
http://www.timeanddate.com/worldclock/custom.html?cities=224,26,196,248,152
Et puis, moi aussi je ne me rappelles jamais ou j’ai stationne ma voiture!!! En faite, une journee, ca ma pris une heure pour retrouver ma voiture a l’aeroport. 🙂
Ton mari m’as dit que tu t’ennuies a Paris alors je t’envoi un petit mot. On s’occupe de lui pendant que tu est en France!
-GregG
Hey, I can’t remember punch lines either. Did you hear the one about how Einstein couldn’t remember … err … I forgot the rest of it…
If you guys are looking to indulge, I remember ledoyen…, which is where, I believe, Napoleon and Josephine dined…
Seems to me we could all just use Universal time, and a consistent date. It’s not like the sun comes up at the same time every day anyway. In Australia it’s summer in December, why can’t it also be daytime at 2am? And why is the number of the year still based on an arbitrary date somewhere near (within a few years) the time a particular religious figure was born?
Amy-
I have been spending this lovely Friday here at work catching up on your blogs. Your pictures are amazing and your descriptions make those of us that don’t have fond memories of Paris, long to go back and experience the Paris that you describe.
As for the time zone issue, I am right there with you. I just rely on the patience of the people I am mistakenly calling at 3am because my math was wrong.