Ooh la la
So, this is the second time I've written in my journal in four months' time. Make that five months. And both topics relate to France. So, I must've been French in a past life or something.
Seriously, though. Today, I created a French Pandora station (which I've called Croissant Radio, btw). I have a couple of quirky-cute French songs thumbs-upped on another station, and one came on today, and I decided I wanted to hear more music like that. Clickity-click, and an hour later, I'm still sitting here with a goofy smile on my face and tapping my toes to these cheeky tunes. I love it.
Just yesterday, I told Rory that she should be a mime for Halloween next year. Black & white striped shirt, black pants, white gloves, black beret, and adorably painted face. Oh, and a sign that says "Bonjour! Trick-or-treat!" so she doesn't speak when she goes door to door (that will be the REAL challenge, duh).
I'm craving baguettes, and brie, and chocolate, and champagne. And I've never had one, but I'd love to eat some of those beautifully colored macarons I've been seeing all over the internets.
Mon dieu!
Seriously, though. Today, I created a French Pandora station (which I've called Croissant Radio, btw). I have a couple of quirky-cute French songs thumbs-upped on another station, and one came on today, and I decided I wanted to hear more music like that. Clickity-click, and an hour later, I'm still sitting here with a goofy smile on my face and tapping my toes to these cheeky tunes. I love it.
Just yesterday, I told Rory that she should be a mime for Halloween next year. Black & white striped shirt, black pants, white gloves, black beret, and adorably painted face. Oh, and a sign that says "Bonjour! Trick-or-treat!" so she doesn't speak when she goes door to door (that will be the REAL challenge, duh).
I'm craving baguettes, and brie, and chocolate, and champagne. And I've never had one, but I'd love to eat some of those beautifully colored macarons I've been seeing all over the internets.
Mon dieu!