Starting to say goodbye to our friends. One by one...and the first today was my shopping buddy Su.
My shopping buddy. I don't have many...but what makes someone my shopping buddy? The ability to spend money...and do it without hesitation. With enthusiasm. And with constant perserverance to find that RIGHT item, even if it means going to the same store in 3-4 different locations.
Su is it. Su and I once went to a huge mall here in Paris. She had her shopping trolley. Me, my suitcase. And we went, filled up our bags and called it a day. DURING a metro strike. Which meant that we both walked 30-40 minutes to get to the ONE metro line that was running (out of 2 automated lines). Shopped all day, came home the same way. Me, carrying a 52" roll of paper that was to be my Thanksgiving tablecloth.
This, is dedication. This is a GOOD shopping buddy!
SO, on one of our last outings, we went from one thing to the next in Paris...like 2 ladies who didn't have husbands and kids waiting at home.
We started by watching 500 Days at a movie theater on the Champs Elysees. Su was mistaken about the time and we showed up 10 minutes late, but only 1 minute before the movie started. So we got to skip the previews.
Then, we wandered over to Angelina's across from the Tuileries and had their famous hot chocoloate and Le Mont Blanc. It was like drinking a melted chocolate bar. And in a gorgeous room.
After which we decided we needed to peruse the English bookstore, WH Smith.
Then, Brian suggested we go out to dinner (Gotta love my husband!). So we went over to Mirama's for some great Chinese food.
And then I hugged my friend goodbye. And since she works, has 2 primary school aged kids, etc...it's hard for us to find time to see each other. So it really is goodbye.
So I made sure it was a GOOD hug.
Saturday, November 07, 2009
For the Record
Just wanted to post some random things for myself.
Didn't have heat for the past 2.5 weeks. Luckily, we were in the USA for the 1st week and a half. But it's pretty cold right now...about high of 40-50 or so. We were FREEZING in the house until the heater guy came this morning. That's right, at 9am on a Saturday. Almost seems UNFRENCH doesn't it.
Michael had reverse culture shock in America. With a toilet. We get to America, he pees, and then he's looking all over the toilet. He looks at me and asks, "Where's the button Mommy?"
"Well, in America, you don't push a button to flush a toilet. You push this lever."
Something small but interesting.
Also, one day for lunch, he asked if we could have quiche. Hmmm...while you can get quiche in America, it's not available at every boulangerie like it is here. So no son, it's going to have be Burger King because we're house hunting.
Michael told me yesterday that Daddy was his favorite and that I was his 2nd favorite. I'm ok with that. I'm just glad I made the list and that Jonah wasn't ahead of me. :)
He loves a song by Edith Piaf that he calls his "Crazy Song." If he hears it, he stops whatever he's doing and immediately starts running around in circles and shaking his head back and forth.
I am selling things right now...it's a pain in the butt. This one Message mom has literally asked me 4-5 questions (in 3-5 e-mails mind you)...about my toddler bed. She has to convince her husband to come and get it. Why am I annoyed? BECAUSE THE BED IS FREAKIN' 10 EURO. What do you really expect for 10 euro??? IT'S A FREAKIN' BED. GOOD GRIEF. I'd understand if it was an oven or a real appliance that needs to fit and work. BUT A BED? JEEZ.
That's it.
Didn't have heat for the past 2.5 weeks. Luckily, we were in the USA for the 1st week and a half. But it's pretty cold right now...about high of 40-50 or so. We were FREEZING in the house until the heater guy came this morning. That's right, at 9am on a Saturday. Almost seems UNFRENCH doesn't it.
Michael had reverse culture shock in America. With a toilet. We get to America, he pees, and then he's looking all over the toilet. He looks at me and asks, "Where's the button Mommy?"
"Well, in America, you don't push a button to flush a toilet. You push this lever."
Something small but interesting.
Also, one day for lunch, he asked if we could have quiche. Hmmm...while you can get quiche in America, it's not available at every boulangerie like it is here. So no son, it's going to have be Burger King because we're house hunting.
Michael told me yesterday that Daddy was his favorite and that I was his 2nd favorite. I'm ok with that. I'm just glad I made the list and that Jonah wasn't ahead of me. :)
He loves a song by Edith Piaf that he calls his "Crazy Song." If he hears it, he stops whatever he's doing and immediately starts running around in circles and shaking his head back and forth.
I am selling things right now...it's a pain in the butt. This one Message mom has literally asked me 4-5 questions (in 3-5 e-mails mind you)...about my toddler bed. She has to convince her husband to come and get it. Why am I annoyed? BECAUSE THE BED IS FREAKIN' 10 EURO. What do you really expect for 10 euro??? IT'S A FREAKIN' BED. GOOD GRIEF. I'd understand if it was an oven or a real appliance that needs to fit and work. BUT A BED? JEEZ.
That's it.
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