Saturday, March 27, 2010

N'est-ce pas?

So my wicked husband coerced me into taking a nap. Now, 2-1/2 hours later, I'm sleepy and walking around like a zombie and he's outside happily mowing the yard. He's actually chipper. Ugh.

He just got back from his trip tp Europe, chaperoning teens from the high school, and has decided we're going to retire in a suburb of Paris so he can be a tour guide. I love the idea, except I don't want to live that far away from my kids and grandkids. Maybe I will by then.

If not, they'll just have to come with us.


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