Well party people, mes amis, it looks like I’ve really screwed up this time in the updating category. If there were an Oscar for worst performance by a blogging friend, I’d probably win (although perhaps beaten by my brother who seems to have FORGOTTEN how to use Blogger). I could give you milles excuses about lack of internet and having two jobs and blah-di-blah, but I’ll just skip that part and say that one of my New Year’s resolutions was to be better about this. And more concise. Wait- wasn’t at least one of those a resolution last year too? Merde. But anyways…
Forever ago I wanted to start a series of word-bytes about random things that happened here, in my traipsing from day to day. I still want to, but it would take forever to do that right now. And frankly, I don’t have forever, as I feel I’ve pretty well proven. I don’t have to write a book about every little thing that I do, but Sunday night as I was standing in Place Bellecour, watching the huge Ferris Wheel do its spiral-y light show and listening to Rilo Kiley (and hence feeling just a little bit like April, which is comforting) I realized that there are some things that I really do want to document, whether for you or just for me. Because, well, life here has been anything but boring.
As I said on New Year’s Eve, I never thought this is how I would finish up last year/start this year. If someone had told me last January that I’d say Bonne Année this year instead of Happy New Year I would have called you nutty and put the crazy hat on you. But ha! I would have been right! I mean, no, you would have been right. So I take back that ha. I was just about to wax sentimental, and even wrote and erased something, then figured out that it sounded stupid. I’ll say this instead- last Friday I was walking around an older part of town and stopped into a boulangerie. When I walked out with my baguette and croissant it was snowing. So there I was, walking along, eating a croissant, with snow in my hair and on my coat and all I could think was- I’m in FRANCE. I’m still here. And mes amis, I may never leave.
