Weather : lovely 6 C, outside. Not inside.
Location : Last time in this bed.
In spite of a spaghetti brain, we hopped in the vehicle (I don’t think it is really a car..) and headed off. I let my senses guide me. So I closed my eyes and let my echo-location skills lead me in the right direction. We made it safe and sound. Although, after a second of echo-locating my route, I opened my eyes. Haha
Sadly I did not get to go for my run today. There were too many little things I had to get done while Lou was at gymnastics that I had no time left. Tomorrow though, tomorrow.
Quick poll; is frying chicken nuggets in butter healthier than cooking oil? I am pretty sure it, and tastier too. Well, apparently I am wrong. Guess who told me. She ate the nuggets anyways. Then made some more, and pretty much deep fried them. That is all.
I had found a children’s cinema event that is once a month and was hoping to go to that with Lou today. Too bad she did not want to go. She did not want to go to another movie either, or out for a walk. Or to make apple crisp. I think I shouldn’t ask anymore and just decide this is what is going to happen. I want apple crisp so badly right now. I wonder if they have rolled oats here in France..
The brown sugar is different. Ours is nice and moist (unless it is from our cupboard at home, then it is a hard ball, haha just jokes family) where as here its all small crystals. I feel like that would not work for apple crisp.
Highlight of the afternoon; moving all my stuff from Pierre’s old room to Alexandra’s old room. I like it better in there. I put all my stuff away in wardrobes and filled the shelves with my belongings. Although it was a very light task, I really enjoyed it. It felt good to put my stuff ‘away’.
Something exciting happened while Lou and I were hanging out in my room. A bird perched on the window sill. It looked here and there, and into the house. It hopped to and fro and pecked on the window. We went up to look at it, and it did not fly away. In fact it pecked again. So, through the window, we played with a bird. It looked like a magpie.
During my run on Monday, I startled a flock of them from in a field/park. Instead of Canada geese, we have magpies. What a wonderful trade.
I ate a cannellini for the first time today. I was too excited. I’ve tried to make them for supper for the past three nights and it just did not work out. Finally, I tasted the dish. It was okay. Well, actually, it was alright. I just felt like I was eating a really poorly made lasagne.
For such a long day not much happened. This entry feels really short. And I can not find anything to comment on.