Rebecca can't keep her eyes open...
I remember well how busy the last week before vacation was in high school, and this lycée is just the same way. I still need to look up all the JM Barrie sites I want to visit in London, but my most important goal in preparing for London is to get some sleep sometime before Friday evening. (I was also planning to do my laundry before I left, but I had to scrap that - I simply didn’t have the time.) Unfortunately I have my appointment with the ANAEM at 8:15 tomorrow morning, which means I’ll have to get up at 6:00 to get there in time. And I have classes all tomorrow afternoon, so I won’t be able to catch a nap.
Yesterday was Marlene’s birthday. She had wanted to something special, like for us to take a trip to Paris, but this week has been so hectic that we just had a little party in Marina and Mariana’s apartment. I baked a final batch of pecan muffins and made a card with Happy Birthday in German. (It’s Glücklicher Geburtstag, or something. I needed an entire sheet of paper to write it all.) Today Mariana, Marlene, Sara, and I were invited to eat lunch at Madame C’s house. Her house was lovely, and so was her food, but it lasted so long that it was why I couldn’t do my laundry. Luch started at 12:30, but it was almost 4:00 by the time we got back to the lycée, because lunch entailed a trip to a neighboring town and a walk through the woods. (I will explain more later. Much later.)
In the last two weeks, I have baked four dozen pecan pie muffins.
Yesterday was Marlene’s birthday. She had wanted to something special, like for us to take a trip to Paris, but this week has been so hectic that we just had a little party in Marina and Mariana’s apartment. I baked a final batch of pecan muffins and made a card with Happy Birthday in German. (It’s Glücklicher Geburtstag, or something. I needed an entire sheet of paper to write it all.) Today Mariana, Marlene, Sara, and I were invited to eat lunch at Madame C’s house. Her house was lovely, and so was her food, but it lasted so long that it was why I couldn’t do my laundry. Luch started at 12:30, but it was almost 4:00 by the time we got back to the lycée, because lunch entailed a trip to a neighboring town and a walk through the woods. (I will explain more later. Much later.)
In the last two weeks, I have baked four dozen pecan pie muffins.