It's Me, Sara Louise

{I miss you}

Monday morning, we meet again… BLECH.

I couldn’t sleep. It was one of those nights when you toss and turn, stirring, your thoughts racing from one random thing to the next.

My thoughts were taking me on a strange journey; connecting the dots through a maze of homesickness (I’m not surprised, it has been two years since I stepped foot on American soil). At 4:30 I finally gave up the fight and got up.

I’m hoping that by venting out a list of top of my head things that I’m missing about ‘home’, I might be able to exorcise the homesick feeling for a little while and what better place than here, with you.

// I miss closets. They don’t even have to be big walk in closets or anything, just give me a closet! (And yes, I realize other places in the world have closets besides the U.S. but that’s the last place I lived that had a proper one so for me, U.S.A. = closets.)

// I miss Italian Sausage with Peppers and Onions. GET IN MY BELLY. The LPV is only a three hour drive from Italy, so you think Italian sausage would be somewhat easy to find here like pizza, but nope, it’s not.

// I miss the movie theater. Of course France has movie theaters but it’s not the same. It’s just not the same.

// I miss how much easier everything is. I want to be able to shop on Sunday if I feel like it, or at random hours of the day and night. I want to be able to buy Tylenol at the grocery store and not have to go to a pharmacy for it. And if I go to the pharmacy, I’d like to be able to drive-thru if I so desire. And since I mentioned drive-thru, let me go ahead and say banks… I want to be able to drive-thru a bank.

// I miss brunch. And more importantly, I miss brunch with friends.

// I miss my friends. Two of my best friends have had babies in the past two years that I haven’t seen yet. Two little people, that are made up of bits of my closest friends have come into this world and I haven’t been able to pick them up and look into their bitty, squishy, baby faces #thatblows.

// I miss Delis (that’s my New York side talking) and saying delis, I’m going to have to say diners too. And because I don’t want to make my Texas side jealous; I miss Tex-Mex. Oh how I miss Tex-Mex.

// I miss a big fat Sunday newspaper complete with coupons for cutting (it’s not that I was ever an extreme couponer or anything, but man, I miss coupons).

// I miss horribly cheesy Lifetime television movies.

// I miss being able to eat in a restaurant at anytime other than 12:30PM – 2:00PM and 7:00PM – 9:30PM.

// I miss people ‘getting me’. I have French friends, I converse with them, but I’m pretty sure that when it comes down to it, they don’t really know me. I miss being able to completely express myself; my humor, my emotions… you know, me.

Merci mes amies.

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