Monday: I start the holiday sweetness. Violinette appointment with a steam room. I wait in a cafe in the Place Victor Hugo, comfortably installed in front of a breakfast, I sip my orange juice by immersing myself in a novel. I absent-mindedly stroked the cover periwinkle Editions Quai Voltaire. Passers refrigerated argue heads bowed, shoulders hunched.
3 hours of happiness to the Sultan of Sheba: chatting, laughing, sharing memories of New Desperate Mums .... Violinette goes well, it's really more a Desperate anything at all.
Tuesday: I have an appointment with a luncheon for Clarinet. I arrived well in advance, I sit in a cafe opposite the Parc Monceau. I'm in love with these Parisian cafes, their croissants, these peak ... I sit near the window, I have a little cold feet. I let my thoughts spin around, spin. I am very relaxed, released. I found
Clarinet, beaming: a beautiful birthday, a promotion, a passion ...
My friends are well, they are their roads, their balance .... they do me good
Wednesday: hasty departure for my country: Apocalypse snow in perspective. I loop bags, gifts, koala and here we are heading towards the little red house for my enfance.Il is an air of summer vacation in the car: it devoured ham and butter with enthusiasm.
Thursday: the family settles in and takes up residence. Last gifts, past races. Reunions: cousins, cousins. The ritual of Christmas truce, and snow falling in large flakes.
Friday: you wake up in a setting of northern Canada. The big build an igloo, play the WII. The koala is drunk with their laughter, their cries, their energy. He is drunk with happiness too. This is my first Christmas Mom, these early gifts. My greatest gift is put to bed, to follow our little evening ritual. His eyes sparkle with fatigue and joy, mine too.
Saturday and Sunday: caught by the flu, I do what I can, ie not much. I'm holding but I want to sleep, sleep. It would take a sick Mom Dad Christmas Special ...
Monday: voila Christmas is past, I contemplate my gifts. I think this incredible past year, will start with that .... The days pass
simply: races, La Boum 2 to the TL, a DVD light but ultimately not that much "All That Glitters," a sugar crepe shared with my mother at the restaurant on the corner, a visit to the Cook & Book, lunch with my vitamin Magicwakame . The last days of 2010 based on the frozen sky and gray. Tomorrow, the time for evaluation, resolutions. In the meantime, I remain in abeyance.
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