// Since we don’t have any plans for Halloween this year (Brother-in-Law is hosting a party again but is throwing it on November 1st and we already have plans for the 1st) other than watching the old cartoon version the Legend of Sleepy Hollow (it used to scare the bejeezus out of me when I was a kid), I’ve thrown myself headfirst into Thanksgiving plans. Last year was the warm up and this year is the real deal. I’m ready, but since I could always use some inspiration… what is your favorite Thanksgiving dish or tradition? Inquiring minds and all.
// Speaking of Sleepy Hollow… have you been watching the new TV show? It’s bizarre but quirky and we’re loving it. I grew up only a hop, skip and a jump from Sleepy Hollow so for me it’s pure nostalgia, while Gregory is loving the fact that when I was a little girl, it was the headless horseman that fueled my nightmares.
// I’ve made a new rule for myself (sometimes I make up rules that I have to abide by because I’m a weirdo)… I’m only writing in cursive. I discovered that my cursive penmanship has gone right down the toilet and considering how much I prided myself on my cursive skills back in elementary school, my chicken scrawl was simply not acceptable. Back when I was in school (you know, when I walked there, in the snow, uphills, both ways), penmanship was a big deal. Is it still a big deal? I think it should be, so now I’m in self-imposed cursive camp.
// Last night we had a couple of drinks with Mr. & Mrs. Honey. It’s been ages since we’ve seen them. And are you ready to hear something amazing… after four years here, I could actually understand Mr. Honey! OK, not everything he uttered in that super thick south of France accent of his, but like 75% and that’s progress let me tell you. (Remember that time that I thought he was telling me that sheep brushed their teeth with mushrooms?)
// We’re in the middle of another wonderful weekend of doing nothing much. After months of going pretty much non-stop; Dublin, Saintes-Maries-de-la-Mer, Paris, Devon, London, Lyon, and multiple trips to Toulon, quiet weekends at home are much wanted and much needed. Basically I’m saying I’m old and homegirl needs a break.
// Since it’s Sunday, I have to run and get my lunch on… we’ve got roast pork, garlic mashed potatoes, choux de Bruxelles (that’s brussel sprouts en français but saying it in French makes me feel all kinds of fancy) and chocolate flan on the menu today. And of course cheese, lots and lots of cheese. What’s new with you?