Totally Frenched Out

From the blogger formerly known as Samdebretagne

Friday, June 25, 2010

We are currently crossing the immense state of South Dakota. I am still on the look-out for some buffalo, but they must have all decided to take the day off.

We had a great but short time in Colorado - which gets extra points from me for having full EDGE signal even in the mountains (South Dakota and Wyoming, take note).

I have two cousins who have birthdays just a few days after mine, and we always used to celebrate together as children. Since all of them teach and thus have the summer off, and this year (tomorrow, actually), I will be turning the big 3-0, I thought it might be fun to celebrate again together. And indeed it was.

C also continues to amuse us with his C-isms. We were playing a game and I asked him to blow on my dice for good luck. He got all horrified and refused, and I was like "What? Just blow". And then he whispered in French "But you told me the other day that it wasn't polite to talk about blowing in public". Ha! There's a difference between blowing and blowing yourself my dear.

Later on that day, a chain on my cousin's husbands motorcycle broke, rendering it unusable. C came up to him a while later, put a hand on his shoulder, and said "I'm sorry for your loss". We all thought he was making a joke, so we started laughing. And he looked all confused and said "What? Isn't that what you say?". Oh, the poor boy! I'm sure he will be relieved to be back in France.

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Blogger DiaryofWhy said...

Oh my gosh, he's like a little lost French puppy. I cannot imagine having that much cuteness around on a regular basis. :) I'm only sorry you'll have to go back eventually. Keep the cute C stories coming!

June 26, 2010 at 12:20 AM  
Blogger Megan said...

Ahh, reminds me of my first few (weeks, months, years) in France.

June 26, 2010 at 9:46 AM  
Blogger Anne said...

Hahaha too funny!! Reminds me a lot of the cute things J says here. The other day I went to sit on a brick wall and he quickly pulled me away.

"You can't sit there!" He pointed out the sign reading "No butts". I didn't stop laughing for a full five minutes as I splutted out that they meant cigarettes not behinds.

PS Happy birthday!!!

June 26, 2010 at 12:11 PM  
Blogger Jadie said...

haw haw haw! these are super and thank god for c! do hope you're keeping notes...

June 27, 2010 at 6:29 AM  
Blogger Texas Espresso said...

that is so cute! i love those kinds of funnies - even though my Italian has been in the states for 9 yrs, I still love it when he makes those little mistakes.

June 27, 2010 at 6:52 PM  
Blogger Starman said...

Those C stories are funny. Of course, the good news is that now he has some idea of what it's like for Americans in France.

June 27, 2010 at 10:05 PM  

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