Highlight of the day: Our local bakery, St. Preux, closed up shop about a week ago. We observed gruff, but able-handed construction workers tear out the innards of the 20 square meter store while our bellies growled for baguettes. Then, today I noticed the bakery was up and running. I stopped on in on my way home from tutoring to see what all the hoopla had been about. As well as changing the color scheme to an intelligent forest green and creme, they added a two whole new shelves in the pastry cases which means twice as many pastries to be baked, bought, and eaten. :) I splurged on a donut with chocolate icing and sprinkles, splitting it with Jacob. Didn't come anywhere near the delightful doughnuts of the Donut Stop, but still worth 80 centiemes.
That which I did but shouldn't have done: called in sicky to Marne, missing yet another Phonetics class. I did not feel too well after a restless night for sleeping and felt weighed down from "procrastination translation" stress anyway. So I stayed home and translated.
For any of you comic book dorks out there, "Watchmen" is coming to a theater near you (or maybe it's already come and gone in the US of A). Films are released on Wednesdays in France (don't ask me why) and lucky for me, I don't work Thursday morning and my translation will be done so as soon as I come back from work, Jacob and I will head up the canal to La Bassin de la Villette to the movie theaters on the lake and get tickets for a late show. It ought to be awesome. This will be one of the first superhero films for which I've actually read the corresponding graphic novel.
Despite my excitement for warmer weather in Paris, the funky smell coming from the sewage connection pipe in the bathroom is reminding me of the time I gagged last July stepping outside my front door after a whiff of the sun-warmed St. Martin Canal. Oof. Our bathroom will grow more damp and stinky no doubt. Perhaps I have some Petri dishes around for experiments.
Note: The picture is not the bakery, it is my front door taken from the stinky, yet charming canal.
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Dear Dene,
Set the pic of your front door as my pc background. I am just imagining you popping out to wave hello as you run off to class.
Glad to read your blogs again and Mom and i can't wait to see you for ice cream and cake on your B-Day. Seth is picking up words quickly as yesterday he pronouced: walk (for animal crackers climbing up his arm), pretty (for the glass suncather stars that hang over the kitchen sink) and plant (for the cuttings of the plants you left in Mom's care).
We all miss you and hope you are doing well. Love Dad
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