All my clothes might still be black, but at least I've branched out to bold patterns...
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Sunday, May 27, 2012
Saturday, May 26, 2012
Excuse the ghostly picture of myself on the upper right corner. All official French paperwork requires passport-style photographs, and it is interdit (forbidden) to smile in them. My lab mate always teases me that I look like a zombie, or dead, or something else terrible in my photographs. I think that's because in real life I'm always making funny faces at him because he's making terrible jokes. :-)
J'aime ma ville! (I love my city!)
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Thought 1: Oh, yea, I have heard this song! Cool!
Thought 2: OMG, is that kid even old enough to be driving that van???
Its official. I'm old.
So other than not making the actual appointments myself, I managed to locate doctors, navigate the healthcare system (I'm STILL waiting for my Carte Vitale!), and today I went to get my teeth cleaned for the first time in... well... ages. (Sorry, Mom!)
First of all, I am using a dentist in the 8th. That's the swankiest district. Its where the president's house is. Its like going to the dentist next to the White House. Also, I made sure to get an English-speaking dentist (licensed by the American Dental Association, too). I don't really want to have to try to explain my sensitive gag reflex in a foreign language. He cleaned my teeth with the best and nicest new equipment (ultrasonic water cleaning and all! no little metal picks in this country!). I got a clean bill of health! No cavities, no pain, my teeth look better than ever, and it all cost 14 Euros! I'm so going back there in 6 months!!! :-D
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Saturday, May 12, 2012
They have a distinctive sole...
The sale limited each customer to five items, so I even could have bought something else. But I definitely got the cutest and best stuff.
An awesome awesome day, and its not even noon yet! :-D
Friday, May 11, 2012
The young, fashionable, hopeful Parisians are out early this morning. The smell of coffee and cigarettes is floating above the line of people, waiting, until the doors open at 9 am. Its already an invite-only event, you have to have your name on a list and they check id at the door, but clearly the people first in line get the best selection. Some things are worth waking up early on a Saturday for...
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Of course, this is coming from a country that doesn't even care that their soon-to-be-First Lady isn't even married to the President-elect.
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
The flower of Labor Day is the Lily of the Valley. Apparently the custom started as "good luck" in the 1500s and then in more recent centuries the flowers were given to workers protesting around May 1st as good luck by the townspeople.
Lily of the Valley = Muguet (pronounced MOO-GAY)
This is a beautiful (and huge!) display of flowers in the window of a flower shop in the 8th district. Lily of the Valley remind me of my Grandparents, who had the flowers in their yard and we used to pick them when we visited. My parents still have some divisions of their plants.