I really want to be French. I love all things French -- Amelie, the Eiffel Tower, the Tour de France, even the snarky attitudes of Parisians!
I even read French blogs. Well, I suppose read is a strong word. Let me rephrase: I even look at photos on French blogs and try to understand what they're saying. I can usually recall about one out of every four words. Sometimes I wonder if I'm looking at what-not-to-wear/gofugyourself-type blogs where the bloggers are saying how awful things look. But I know that can't be; everything's so beautiful! Seriously, spend some time here and then tell me that French people aren't awesome!
Tim and I are planning to go to Paris in the spring. Doesn't that sound romantic? Paris in the springtime? Our plan is to spend a couple weeks in the city and then explore the rest of the country for another couple of weeks.
In the meantime, I'm stuck at my day job, trying to get the most out of the opportunity I've been given. But, make no mistake, even though I'm being optimistic about staying in the day job, I'm still keeping my eye on the prize: inspiration. And creativity. I suppose that's more than one prize, but no worries. I'm thinking of getting myself one of these mobiles to help motivate me and keep me inspired when I start feeling like all I want to do is lay on the couch and watch tv.
So, this is my prize. And, this is what I'm going to get to remind myself that things are changing. That ball is rolling. My future is happening. And, I'm on my way. Tim says that if I want to be French, I have to start eating my fries with mayonaisse. I'm hoping that they'll let me take a pass on that one!
PS Thoughts and ideas on where to go in France are always welcome and appreciated! I've been to Paris one other time for a long weekend, and Tim's never been. Please help lead us astray!