Wednesday, March 7, 2007

You are all very blessed and very lucky to have such a nice ___ (fill in the blank with the appropriate) to constantly keep you updated as I do

I realize it might seem like I spend more time on the computer than I actually do in France but I beg to differ. I am just exceedingly good at finding little moments, like now, to sit down and tell you about whats going on. Also, it helps me to make sure that not a single itty bitty detail gets lost en route. Or in translation. For the last hour I have been helping Sylvie set the table, make pie crust and cook our quiche for dinner and in walks Philippe and I ask him about this recipe I want and he says its very hard but he'll make it with me and then I'll write it down as we go and then he says that if I have such a keen interest in cooking he's going to teach me and truthfully? Philippe is an excellent excellent excellent cook and he's taken such an interest now that I've taken an interest in his hobby and for the last hour he's been teaching me how to make homeade mayonnaise and telling me about all the things we're going to cook and that I'm going to try..... he loves me!!! (or rather he loves that I eat whatever he gives me except for olives and corn!!) And then he showed me his two extra kitchens and went on and on and on until I was rolling my eyes and he was laughing and I have to say that I am having almost as many low moments as last time but what makes it all bearable is that at the end of the day I have had more good moments than bad, I feel alright and my low moments passed quickly and I can always find something in the very near future to bring my spirits back up.
Love you all and until tomorrow then!!!
Jane
xoxoxo
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The Event Of The Millenium

It just occured to me that some of you might not be on the little mailing list that my mother has set up and so you might no be getting those emails I mentioned with all the photos that you are just DYYINGGGGGGG to look at and ooh and aah over. So, I followed Emma's lead and here are the links for my albums thus far. Enjoy:

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Pics Update

Just a quick thing...I'm sending my mother 2 more albums right now of pictures and if you really don't want the pictures (nobody will be offended promise!) you really should let her know before we jam up your inboxes and you coming hunting us down with pitchforks to kill us because honestly?? I'm not ready to die!!!
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Montpellier - La Grande Motte

Left: Me, Alix, Justine, Margot et Aurore

So it seems that irony (the way we use it these days and not the way the word is actually) is a somewhat cruel thing. Just yesterday morning I was happy and asleep since 10 pm the night before and I was finally sleeping peacefully and well and not waking up every 20 or so minutes and in storms Sylvie at 8 am to tell me I have to get up because we're leaving. So, I say yes and get up and we leave but the whole while I am secretly thinking how great it is that I can sleep through the night now and that I will go home and sleep decently and here I am unable to sleep last night thinking who have I offended so greatly that they can't let me sleep when I can and can let me sleep when I am to be awoken early to leave on a trip?? Honestly....sometimes!

Aside from the whole sleeping fiasco that has now become my regular and nasty routine, yesterday I went to Montpellier and La Grande Motte for the day with Aurore, Alix, Sylvie, Justine, Claudie (Sylvie's friend) and Margot (Claudie's granddaughter and Alix's friend) and our first stop was La Grande Motte!!!

LA GRANDE MOTTE was home to some of the weirdest and strangest architecture I have ever seen. Sylvie tells me it was hugely famous and daring a long long time ago and of that I am sure. Every building is intersecting with another and designed to look like a boat and suprise suprise it is indeed a nice little city on a port and some lake or some river or something but the buildings are strange, strange and captivating and we walked around and explored and I mailed some letters from Paris that I wrote two weeks ago and thought about the ones I plan to write and how everything is going to arrive in Canada just before me because I suck at actually sending the letters that I do write.

MONTPELLIER is a huge and very old gorgeous city that ressembles Paris in every way except it has streetcar-train things that are crazy coloured with flowers and make you feel like what I imagine Alice felt like in some of the crazy gardens and places in Wonderland. Straaaaaaaaaaaange. I think so. We had yummy Chinese food with Sylvie's mother to celebrate her birthday and it was all very nice and fun and especially yummy. After we went shopping and I bought my mum some lovely bowls and I took lots and lots of pictures and then we drove home and got lost and I listened to my iPod because I felt kind of low and tried and half succeeded to escape the world, or atleast the immediate world that was the car.

In the evening we had another strange conversation about English words and all sorts of stuff that resulted in lots of laughing and then Aurore got yelled at by her mother for dropping some bread and crumbs, etc. on the floor and Philippe came to her defence and said it hardly mattered because the cleaning lady was coming and Sylvie wasn't responsable for the floors anyway. She got over it quickly but then Aurore's dad said something and Aurore threw the bread at him and then started throwing stuff at him and then threw her water at him and Sylvie went off about the floors again and Philippe, laughing the whole time, took his left over food and said, who cares about the floors before scraping it all over the floor at which Justine and I shared an OMG (oh my god for the old folks jks jks) moment and Aurore fell over laughing and Philippe grinned and then Sylvie muttered something and went to clean it up and all in all it was a very entertaining night.

On the food front, I ate an artichoke last night and it was yummy yummy yummy and I am going to, someday, ask Sylvie for the recipes for everything I have liked so far.

Tomorrow Philippe is killing 4 of the 6 roosters because they make too much goddamn noise and we are inevitably going to be eating chicken again, also, the baby chicks are being put in an incubator because their mums aren't doing whatever it is they're supposed to do and all I really want is to hold a cute baby chick in my hands and take some pictures and then tell everyone that I did that.

So, before I leave you, days are passing quickly and tears are coming less and less frequently though I am struck with a few moments of weakening and some tears and some quietness and all day I read my book, did homework, watched a movie and listened to my iPod and mostly in my room because I didn't really feel like being social. School is starting soon, ironically the day you all go on March break and I am stoked. Stoked, stoked stoked. I need to start and meet people and fill up my days with talking because I'm starting to miss school and friends and it's mostly because I just haven't had a lot of conversation or interaction with people my age in more than passing. I also am feeling the toll of talking nonstop French and am really excited to have my first English conversation (my one phone call home does not count!!!) and to talk to other people about their experiences, etc. etc.

So, adieu until the prochaine which knowing me could be anywhere from 4 seconds from now until three days from now, on vera!!!!!

Love,

Jane


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