Red wine to be your Valentine

To avoid at all costs: Paris on Valentines Day when single. You have been warned.
Instead the appropriate choice is red wine, chocolate and chick flicks while doing laundry and making shepperd's pie and packing for Dublin.
Irish boys here I come.

Wow. That's just pathetic.

So confession. I have gone slightly crazy. I have fallen off the deep end. I have created a Facebook account for my cat. (Although it goes without stating that he is clearly the coolest mofo cat ever).

I don't even think there is no possible way to justify this. Not even a combination of excessive free time and longing to have him here with me seems to even slightly make this ok. As far as I am concerned though, I needed an easy way to see multiple pictures of him in a row without searching through dozens of albums on Facebook. Apparently saving said pictures to my computer wasn't an option slash didn't occur to me till right now as I wrote this last sentence. Fuck I'm lame.

Just another Sunday in La Marais

What a lovely weekend. The weather in gay ole Paris these past few days has been mild enough for a sweater and surprisingly dry enough to trade in the umbrella for sunglasses. If this was winter in Canada I think our population would double over night. Most days I even forget it is February. There is still vegetation. Little things :) And more than just the weather made me happy this weekend.
In typical weekend fashion I escaped to Christina's "apartment"for refuge from three loving, albeit clingy, children. Wine can always be assumed, but we also had delicious garlic chicken and tomato-mozzarella salad. Camels have now become the cigarette of choice, and Harry Potter is always the default movie of the evening before going to bed.
Saturday was spent with Christina's friendly, although slightly overbearing, homeopathic aunt and her distant not-cousin-but-somehow-related relative, who were spending a few days in Paris. We toke them to Montmatre to see the Sacre Coeur and after omelets for lunch the Moulin Rouge... always a classic combination.
Sunday the au pair clan hit up China town to see the most chaotic Chinese New Year parade ever although something has to be said about the convenience or having a full blown market along the street where thousands of people are gathering and forced to wait an hour for the parade to actually commence. I also must mention that chocolate flan from a sketchy little man is a great idea and highly recommend trying it. Yum. After watching the parade and thinking to myself "these people aren't even remotely Asian, much less Chinese..." and "I know it's the year of the rabbit, but I was really hoping to see one of those dragons where the people make the legs" we were handed some incense and well, anything free can make me smile.
After it finished for the second time... after a 30 minute gap with nothing happening and people leaving, you start to assume that there isn't much left... A few of us headed to le Marias, Paris' Gay and Jewish quarter. After just a short subways ride, a transfer, another subway, and winding walk, we fond ourselves in front of the best falafel place is Paris and of course this merited a lunch stop. Apparently we weren't the only ones drawn by this gimmick as John C Reilly was also waiting in line to get his. He's in town shooting a film with Kate Winslett, Christopher Waltz and Jodie Foster. So le Marias officially has the best food (falafels, muffins, and fresh homemade marshmallows), awesome and ridiculously cheap vintage shops, celebrates, and 5 piece bands planning of the side of the road. It also earns a star bonus point for being hopping on Sundays when the rest of this city is dead.
It's weeks like this that I love my job <3

Worst Blogger Ever.

I think I would have to be one of the worst bloggers of all time... just as far as consistency of posts goes. I mean I had originally intended on writing every few days and detailing all the exciting things that I have been doing, but truthfully, when exciting things, I am the least likely to write. This could be because I am tired after or most likely because I am just lazy.
So the updates since my sister left? Life is like normal. I am still a young, single mother of three. t is awesome some days and fucking terrible others. All and all though time goes by so quickly here that before you know it there is another vacation. (The French are quite fond of frequently having two weeks off from school and I am in no way opposed as I don't have the kids for that time... Thank you grandparents!)
So between meeting a whole slew of au pairs that are living right around me for drinks on a regular basis, I have been planning a trip to Dublin. Hurray! The Land of the Leprechauns! I'm heading there in exactly two weeks with Christina and Carly, a girl from California.
And that my friends is about as good as my blogging gets for today.