It's a boy!
Oct. 6th, 2004 12:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
la_rainetteOne of my very closest French friends (who was a witness to our wedding, and is Froglet's Godfather) has just become a dad! Welcome to the world, litte Enzo. *blows kisses from far, far away*
I am going to send him a Toronto Maple Leafs sweater, size 6 months. Or something. Anyone has a better idea?
In other news, I am a little sick today (little bit of a temperature this morning), but the sun's shining, the Policeman who did not give me a ticket when I rushed out from the croissant shop and fed the meter while apologizing profusely (it takes more time to feed the meter than to actually buy the croissants, so I tend to, um, feed my family and leave the meter with an empty stomach) had lovely blue eyes and a nice smile, my best friend has just had a baby boy, Husband was very charming and apologetic yesterday evening (and for good reasons: I was supposed to go out, had baked a cake, fed and washed the kids, etc., when he called from the office to tell me that he couldn't leave... So I was stuck at home. Thank God for Y!M friends who make hamster jokes and doodle frogs and cats to make the girls laugh. Also, we got to eat the chocolate-pecan brownie ourselves.), and Fingersmith had a happy ending. Er. Was that really one sentence?
Also, I tried to find a French pâtisserie book in English for a friends who likes to bake, and found one (yay!) by Lenotre, only all the ingredients are weighed in grams and ounces (one gram is 1/28.35th of an ounce. Don't look at me like that, I didn't make it up). I am the only moron who actually translates weights into volumes, it seems. The others seem to consider that if you won't buy scales to weigh your ingredients, you're don't deserve to use their book, anyway.
And the weather forecast people are being their usual non-commital selves these days. This morning, a very happy meteorologist congratulated himself for successfully forecasting a dry, beautiful month of September, and cheerfully announced that according to his previsions, winter would be either very, very mild, or very, very cold. :D Even though he doesn't even speak English, Papy had the system figured out in about a week. "It's all about changing the forecast every 20 minutes", he said, "so that whatever happens, they can claim that they predicted it right at some point during the day."
I am going to send him a Toronto Maple Leafs sweater, size 6 months. Or something. Anyone has a better idea?
In other news, I am a little sick today (little bit of a temperature this morning), but the sun's shining, the Policeman who did not give me a ticket when I rushed out from the croissant shop and fed the meter while apologizing profusely (it takes more time to feed the meter than to actually buy the croissants, so I tend to, um, feed my family and leave the meter with an empty stomach) had lovely blue eyes and a nice smile, my best friend has just had a baby boy, Husband was very charming and apologetic yesterday evening (and for good reasons: I was supposed to go out, had baked a cake, fed and washed the kids, etc., when he called from the office to tell me that he couldn't leave... So I was stuck at home. Thank God for Y!M friends who make hamster jokes and doodle frogs and cats to make the girls laugh. Also, we got to eat the chocolate-pecan brownie ourselves.), and Fingersmith had a happy ending. Er. Was that really one sentence?
Also, I tried to find a French pâtisserie book in English for a friends who likes to bake, and found one (yay!) by Lenotre, only all the ingredients are weighed in grams and ounces (one gram is 1/28.35th of an ounce. Don't look at me like that, I didn't make it up). I am the only moron who actually translates weights into volumes, it seems. The others seem to consider that if you won't buy scales to weigh your ingredients, you're don't deserve to use their book, anyway.
And the weather forecast people are being their usual non-commital selves these days. This morning, a very happy meteorologist congratulated himself for successfully forecasting a dry, beautiful month of September, and cheerfully announced that according to his previsions, winter would be either very, very mild, or very, very cold. :D Even though he doesn't even speak English, Papy had the system figured out in about a week. "It's all about changing the forecast every 20 minutes", he said, "so that whatever happens, they can claim that they predicted it right at some point during the day."
