Good times, good times..... These are just the greatest people.....
Now I would like to send a message out to Curty, my blogger buddy. Thank you for the Banana Bread recipe. I definitely love Smittenkitchen also. (To all of you human beings out there, if you ever need a delicious recipe, go there first. It has changed my life....) I have some bad news though. France hasn't yet discovered brown sugar. I don't understand how they can live without it. I have had a pretty hard time with it, let me tell you! So, pretty much I am saying that I have been searching for a recipe that will be delicious with only white sugar. I guess I could just try yours anyway but just substitute. Sigh........... what is this world coming to?
Well, last night was pretty slow. We didn't really do that much. Amelia was off in one room and I was trying to get warm in our room. I decided to watch a movie. Well, I picked the only movie of theirs that I haven't seen.... I think it is called Just Like Heaven. On the box the title was in French so I can't be sure. "Et si c'etait vrai...." ("And if it was real/true...." Maybe.... something like that I think.) Anyway, it was alright. I tried my hardest but I really couldn't find the main guy very attractive.... inside or out. Call me shallow if you want, but that is a big deal for me. Otherwise I can't really get into the movie.... heehee. Why am I even talking about this?! :D Well, there you go. Now you know another completely useless fact about me. Lucky.....
Well, today was really slow. Last night before we fell asleep she asked me what time I wanted to be woken up. I said 8:00. Well, we both heard the alarm this morning.... but we actually ended up waking up at 10:00. Hahaha... I think that happens EVERY time she asks what time I want to be woken up. It is like a curse. I had better tell her to stop because it ends up wasting half the day. Well, I got up went to buy a baguette....mmmmm. It had been too long since I had had one. Then we scarfed... obviously. Well, I went to go practice at the church today, but.... there was this huge missionary something going on and every room with a piano was full. Lame. So, I had to turn right around and go back home. Another day without practicing :S. I stopped off at Auchan and bought a Pain au Chocolate. Mmmmmm. Delicious. Apparently Bros. Weyland (Tanner and Benjamin) once brought one home to mom and she ate the whole thing. My mom has self control like NO OTHER when it comes to sweeties so that means a lot. I have been needing one ever since I heard the story. Today was the day for it. Needless to say, it was delicious! I made a good decision.
So, lately Amelia and I have been talking about Audrey Hepburn movies. First of all, I love Audrey Hepburn. Basically I wish I was her, but... beggars can't be choosers :). Did you all know she had a pet deer named Pippin? I am completely serious... Now, she is your favorite too :). Well, pretty much we have decided how we think it is dumb how she seems to often get put with ugly old guys (exception: Gregory Peck... I am in love with him). What is the deal with that anyway? A lot of old movies are that way actually. Did they have no young, attractive actors back in the day? I think it is a little odd, but.... if we are being honest, I love the movies anyway. Also if we are being honest, I think Humphrey Bogart is ugly. I do love a lot of his movies though, which just proves me ENTIRELY wrong about what I said earlier.... I'm sorry you guys. I am just as useless as a... I can't think of anything that is completely useless. If you think of one, that is me... Also, I would like to acknowledge that at the same time, there are a lot of attractive men on old movies.... Yes, I know I am an imbecile..... Shut up, Lindsay. You are making no sense.... Ok, what I am trying to say is, it bugs me when they put Audrey Hepburn with ugly guys. They don't deserve her. That is all. (I was thinking of deleting this whole paragraph but... I will leave it up to amuse you. Also, to fill up space.)
So, as I mentioned forever ago, it seems to me that every single person in France smokes! Apparently they don't because Amelia was telling me that it used to be way worse a few years ago. I don't even like to think about that..... Well anyway, I hate it. I can just feel the lung cancer coming on. Well, the only times that it is ok is when I see an old man smoking a pipe :). It just reminds me of Lord of the Rings... or Dane. He always said if he ever smoked (which we all know he never would. Just clarifying....) he would smoke a pipe. I can only agree. Also, I just love seeing little short old men dressed in plaid pants with a little hat on and using a cane. They have some cute old people here. I love it.
Well, I guess should stop rambling. I need to head to Institute......
Here is a quote.
- "The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another; and his humblest hour is when he compares the volume as it is with what he vowed to make it."
- J.M. Barrie (genius)
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