Lovely Awkward: A Year of Wine, Romance and Life Among the French

Lovely Awkward: A Year of Wine, Romance and Life Among the French

Friday, January 22, 2010

Final preparation for a lifetime of romance... really. Really?

I'm enjoying one last hit of chunky peanut butter with only three days to go. Unlike the French (I've been told), I don't have to dip my toast in coffee. So, I can have it with chunky peanut butter. Or, I could if I could find it in France... but since I haven't yet, I'm stocking up on the experience now.

My agenda today is really stupid:

Go to gym (and ask them to give me back the money they owe me. I was overcharged and need that money NOW!)
Go to shoe store (and return super high heels I bought yesterday in a bout of self doubt. I neither own shoes like that nor make such ridiculous purchases. But yesterday, I decided high heels would make my arrival at the airport more romantic. Am I an idiot? What's more romantic is comfortable feet and a good mood.)
Go through the letters (my great-grandmother's letters, mentioned in the post below)

I'm opening the letters now... will post some impressions as I go...

2 comments:

  1. You would never want to wear high heels on the plane!

    Will you be getting sick of peanut butter (like ever)?

    Carmen

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  2. I've returned the shoes. And the peanut butter jar is empty. I won't wear heels on the plane, but I'm going out now to see if there are some that I should pack in my case.

    The Professor says I don't have to make an impression this time because he's already in love. But I still wouldn't mind having something to wear out on our first date.

    That said, is romance supposed to make you superficial? I started all of this with a hangover and running shoes and now I'm talking about dressing up for dates. Ridiculous.

    Once I buy these shoes, I'm going back to being a woman of substance and deep thought.

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