Wednesday, 29 February 2012

Company's coming

Wine on the rack, beer in the fridge, house is clean, I'm ready.  Tomorrow Lise and Gordon are arriving.  It will be nice to see them.  I hope Lise can cook with 3 pots because that's all I have but she is the Betty Crocker, the Jean Paré so I have no worries.  

Last night I made myself some good looking supper.  Had enough for my lunch today.  I made 2 chateaubriand steaks, baked potatoes, green beens, onions and muchrooms.  You would almost think that I knew what I was doing.  I divided it in half so I could bring some to work today.  Only problem with today is that I forgot it in the fridge at home so no lunch.  Because I had no lunch, I talked the girls into ordering from April's.  They were so hard to convince....NOT.  So I picked up the menu from April's (little restaurant near our site) and I called.  A man answered and I said, ah bonjour, c'est Louise de Beaumont-Hamel (like he wanted to know who I was).  He said something that I didn't understand but I figured the answer must be yes, so I said YES and start telling him that I wanted to order a cheeseburger and fries and he said, we don't make cheeseburgers and fries, so I said OK, I will have a croque-monsieur and fries and he said, we don't make croque-monsieur and fries.  I told him, well monsieur, I have your menu in front of me and we order every week.  Then he said, oh you have the wrong place.  Well that didn't register right away.  I had the menu, I had the number.  Well you know on menus sometimes there are advertisements, well I called one of them.  Needless to say, the girls at work had a great laugh.  I ended up driving to April's and it was closed.  Poor me, no lunch.  I put my pity face on and Sophie gave me a babybel cheese, I found cheesewhiz, guides had left noodles in the cupboard so I ended up with quite a feast.

Monday, I received a beautiful gift.  It's a fly (fishing fly) made especially for me called The Louweasel because some people call me that in Charlottetown.  It is in a boxed frame, all neatly placed.  It is magnificent.  I have it on my desk at work and I showed it to everyone that came into my office.  I bet everyone out there are jealous.  I have a fly named after me and you don't.  Oh poor you.  Can't you feel my heart breaking....not.  I will put a picture of it when I bring my camera to work.

Next Monday we are going to Ypres in Belgium for the Menin Gate Ceremony.  It is always so touching.  Every evening at 8:00 pm (see how I put evening and pm just in case you don't catch one of the two).  Buglers from local fire brigade close the road that passes under the Memorial and sound the Last Post.  This has been going on since 2 July 1928 every single evening.  Every session, we bring our guides (ha, our guides, like mine and André's) and we participate in the ceremony.  The knowledge that I acquired (big fancy word) since I'm here.  Who knew.  I scare myself sometimes.  Where I store that in my brain, I do not know.  Jean, stop laughing.  I can hear you.

Big news, yesterday I started to wear my skirt again.  My legs are out.  They look pretty darn good....in the dark.  I am so used to wearing my pants that yesterday I went to the bathroom and there I was unbuckling my belt and zipper then I remembered, duh...you have a skirt.  Just lift it up.  Much easier.   March 1st tomorrow already.  New schedule tomorrow.  Our site opens from 10:00 to 6:00.  Hurray, I can stay in bed an extra hour.  Talking about bed, I am heading there now just so I can enjoy that extra hour.

So keep on smiling and I'll keep on blogging.  If you have a mother, call her.  Mothers like that.  Talking about mothers, here in France, they have grandmother's day and it's this Sunday.  How nice is that.  They don't have grandfather's day though.  Well I must go.  My laundry is done and I must go fold.  Another thing and just because I am talking about laundry.  Tonight I had to go to the guides house to get the keys and guide to Louise:  ah Louise where do I put the liquid clothes softner in the dryer.  I said, no you put that in the washer NOT in the dryer.  Oh ya, they need me.  I love it, and another one said, Louise, you're here, I need a hug.  Now do you know why I love my job.

Night to everyone.

1 comment:

  1. Did you find out who you were talking to instead of April's? I can just imagine the person who answered wondering what the heck you were talking about...
    I'm sure Lise will adapt quite well in your kitchen. Bon appétit!

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