It's better to help people than garden gnomes.

The past few days I have been homesick. Not homesick for MI, but homesick for Paris. I really feel like it is my hometown and right about now all I want is to go home. Every time I see a plane loop over the lake and my apartment to land at O'Hare I feel a pang of jealously. I just think about all those people coming and going and wish I could too.

So, in my desperation I made Nutella and banana crepes from my Julia Child cooking book that Moi gave me for Christmas. They were very yummy and only made me miss Paris more.

Then of course there has been the craziness of Chicago. My co-workers are fighting amongst themselves and a couple of very creepy guys hoovered around me at the park today forcing me to leave early.OH, and let's not forget the Chicago birds that seem to hate me. They are pooping on me all the time. I have been cleaning my work suits left and right...

Ok, sorry for the complaining. In good news my apartment is almost completely clean and ready for my mom's visit this weekend!

Parlez-vous francais?...Non

Today I had an awkward french moment. This girl came in and told me she was from Lyon and asked if I knew it and I said yes in French and then began to babble in French about studying in Perpignan. It was completly embarrassing because my accent was as horrible as ever and then after my little out burst I was so shaken that I couldn't speak anymore even though she was asking my questions. I kept thinking:

"You sound like an idiot! Why would you do that? Holy crap now she is asking me questions and I am an idiot who doesn't understand!"

Anyhow, I also had the funniest thing ever happen at work. A woman put a bra on upside down and to the side and asked me if there was something wrong with the bra because it didn't feel right. I laughed about that all day. At least I wasn't that big of an idiot!!!

I want to see this movie:


Who's going with me?