Today I woke up just like other days, glad to be alive. My day started as usual with my 3 toasts, 2 with nutella and 1 with peanut butter and homemade jam. Before you ask, no I did not make the jam. That would involve cooking and we all know that I don't do much of that. The jam was given to me by my neighbour below me. Their little girl Océane, drew a picture of me, with the Canada flag and the Acadian flag and told me that I was her best friend. I only met her once before. She is 8 and they are studying Canada, so I gave her Canadian mitts that I had brought, a little Acadian back pack and a Canadian pin so she gave me jam that her grand-mother made. However, my routine in the morning is that. Then I have to put jam on Ella's paw so she can have a taste. Talking about Ella, little miss all over the place, clepto (don't know how to spell it but just say CLEP-TOE) kitty is going under the knife on Tuesday. I didn't tell her yet. She won't be bouncing all over the place for a while after that. Anyway, continuing on, left for work and it was foggy. Yup, northern France, you get lots of fog. On my way to work, it was hard to see. Somebody in front of me was driving like 10 km/hr. Hello, we're in France. You usually drive like maniacs. So I go through Neuville St Vaast just before Vimy Ridge and out of nowhere, this rooster crashes in my windshield. Nobody told me that roosters could fly. Why was I not informed of this. I'm sure it was a rooster because it had this little red hat on, and this triple red chin dangling. The thought came to mind that I'll probably look like that some day, however not as feathery. Is that even a word. I stopped the car and parked on the side of the road. Well define side of the road in France. It's pretty well in the middle of the road because roads are narrow and everybody does it. As long as you put your flashers on, you're parked. I made my way down the road, looked in the ditches and I couldn't see any rooster. I did see feathers flying around. Well there won't be any cock-a-doodle-do tomorrow morning because it's cock-a-doodle dead. Then I arrived at work and Lisette is the funniest person I know. That kid should have her own talk show. She makes me laugh.....a lot. Thank you Lisette. Did I tell you lately how glad I am that you're here. Still miss André and Christi a lot. They were my life in France for a year and a half. Then this afternoon, 8 sheep came a waltzing in the yard at Admin. Lisette was gone by then, so thank you Lisette. I came running outside and the sheep were running and I was trying to contain them in one area. I called the guide at Monument for back-up. We got them back in their place. Then I get a call on the radio. ah, Louise, do we allow horses at the Monument. I thought for a minute that I was Doctor Dolittle. No we don't so there she was running after the horse and its rider, then comes Securitas and tries to catch them and there you had it, the horse was galloping, I mean galloping, not trotting, in front of the Monument at high speed. It was a great day. I loved it.
This morning I called Diane at 6:00 am. I forgot what time it was there. She was up. I have a great sister. She is always there for me. Then her and I tried to figure out SKYPE and one is no smarter than the other when it comes to that but chance was on our side and it worked. Then I SKYPED with Marc and Hélène. They could see me but I couldn't see them. I should have stayed still and they would have thought that I was frozen. Why do I only think of these plans after the fact. NOTE TO SELF: drink more wine, you work better under the influence. Only kidding. So I showed Marc a bit of my apartment. It feels as though I've know him and Hélène forever. Then I FACETIMED with Becky. Ah Becky, I love you but you have to stop asking me why we were not friends in school. Remember, we were in the same chemistry class, you were with the smart kids and I was with the social kids. We graduated together. I always considered you a friend. Kidding aside, I always enjoy with you ask me that.
Well time for bed so I will say goodnight, sweet dreams and talk to you soon. My list this week is to call Mirjam, facetime with Lise and call Berthe before she leaves for China. Bisous to all of you.
