Thursday, November 12, 2015

A Whole Bunch in One

Apologies to my fan-club for deserting my blog for such a long time. (Is anyone reading this, really?)
My days consist of so much free time and yet none of it is ever consecutive. And is it really ever "my" free time when I'm a live-in nanny? Think on that one, Julia.

But alas, I am updating about my life here in Paris. I am doing superb and I love it! I'm feeling like I fully fit into the family now. Phase 2 of naturalization: Thanksgiving. But we'll have that feast when we get there.

The greatest purchase I have made so far is these boots. They are bright and wonderful and I wear them with everything. Because let's be honest: I will never, EVER, fit into Paris' fashion forward swagger. Cummon, who wants to wear black all the time and dress like you're the CEO of some fancy firm everyday....Not this girl. I need yellow, rubber boots in my life. And people can spot me from a mile away so, "hey!"

 I had such a delicious breakfast date with another au pair from my neighborhood this past week. Finally a day where I'm not eating yogurt in between herding cranky kids out the door for school! Delicious, delicious, delicious. That's all I got to say. Yum!

 Little baby French bathrooms are the cutest. Who knew miniature sinks and toilets could be so cute?

 Because my 5 year old was inconveniently refusing to continue our game of Pictionary, I had to rework the way we played so that it could suit three people. Well it was these two against me, the guesser. They could never decide on a subject to draw so we made it through half the stack of cards before resuming...
 I want a bag of tennis balls that each say "GET A ROOM" to carry around with me so that I can chuck them at all the French people who feel it is okay to the single people feel awkward and depressed as they flaunt their love in public. I would thoroughly enjoy pelting them.

After class one day I walked over to Luxembourg Gardens and chilled in the sun, read Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, and watched old people play chess. So nice to just relax...

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“Oh, London is a man's town, there's power in the air;
And Paris is a woman's town, with flowers in her hair;
And it's sweet to dream in Venice, and it's great to study Rome;
But when it comes to living, there is no place like home.”
Henry van Dyke