As you may have noticed, my posts are becoming less and less. The motivation to update this blog has recently faded. As a result, I'm going to be taking a break from my blog. For how long? I'm not sure. Indefinitely at the moment. But a post might pop up from time to time.
To find out what's new with TH and I, one can also use the old fashioned method of internet communication: email.
Emily in France
Dear Michael Phelps,
Wow. Wow. Wow
. I just watched you win your seventh gold medal. TH and I both had our mouths drop to the floor as you beat your opponent by 0.01 second. In the same words of the French announcer who spoke about your win: "Incroyable
Thanks to your one-child policy, don't certain families prefer male babies over female babies? Don't some families do terrible things to get rid of their female babies so they can have a son? Look at which sex has won the most gold medals in your country thus far. Women.
Dear French Olympic Announcers,
Yes, we too get emotional when someone wins/loses a gold medal or a medal at all. When you cry, it's cute. When you scream into your microphone, it's sorta
loud. When you repeat the same phrase over and over and over
due to certain emotions be it stress, excitement, sadness, disappointment, whatever
, we got it the first time.
Keep up the good work. Thanks for being so human and genuine.
Dear certain male American track and fielders,
Please help me understand something...what's with wearing sunglasses during your evening races? It's already dark outside. And what's with those shiny light blue armbands? Help me understand the significance. Is it a fashion statement that just hasn't hit France yet?
If some of you readers remember, the last time I went back to the US at the end of last year, I came home to discover some pretty disgusting things
growing in our fridge and in our fruit and vegetable bowl. Guess what I found this time?! A banana so
old that not a drop of liquid existed in it anymore. And it was the only
thing in the fruit/veg bowl that now I wonder if he ate any fruits or veggies while I was gone or just put the fresh items on top of the dried banana. I. don't. get. it. And then the first thing I spotted after opening the refrigerator door was a container of creme fraiche that, I think, we opened before I left 4 weeks ago. I'll let your imaginations run wild with what color the creme fraiche had turned. Plus the cover to the container was clear so the insides were displayed as clear as day. I. don't. get. it. What does
he eat while I'm away? How does he not see these things rotting away? Maybe he leaves them there on purpose so that I have something to nag him about when I get home.
I swore to myself and to anyone who'd listen that I wasn't going to watch the summer Olympics in China. I was going to protest in my own miniscule way. I was going to do it for political reasons...
It's been 4 weeks since I've been surrounded by the French language and today, while I was passed out on the couch from travel, TH had it on. And I became hooked. Especially when men's swimming was on. I mean, who wouldn't, right? And since the broadcast is in French, I've decided that having it on is okay because it's for educational purposes only
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