friday did not start out so well.
griff and i planned on
doing our weekly big shopping at casino.
he likes to ride his trike there and he
rides it around the store while i shop.
just as we were crossing the street...
...his bike fell apart.
here i am,
in the middle of the street,
dealing with a crying 3 year old
and trying to pick up the pieces of the broken bike.
not one person helped me.
but they sure did stare at me.
thinking in their french heads..
so, we struggle home.
me..dropping bike pieces and covered in grease
and when we got home..
i didn't feel home.
and i realized that i haven't really
felt "home" here yet.
maybe it's living in a new country..
in an apartment with things that are not
maybe it's being surrounded by so many
who don't speak my language.
but, after having a good cry myself,
and a cup of tea..
griff and i went shopping. :)
we found a cute shop in my neighborhood.
i bought some little lamps for my mantle
and a little pot for a plant.
i picked up some ivy plants here at
this pretty flower shop.
and i felt better.
i love paris.
but i don't quite feel home yet.
i know that'll change.
i just signed up for this online workshop
i'm pretty excited about it!