My Blog

I went away for the 14th of July (french independence day) and I came back with the thought in mind of stopping the blogs but heck, I came back to 7 comments from 7 different people !!  Wow, this constitutes an actual audience !!  Musn’t disappoint them now…

So, my first french holiday was spent à la campagne in Belleme (in the countryside).  Citygirl me was thinking farms and cows but it ended up being a nice big ol’ house with bbq in the yard everyday but since we were 10, we ended up setting up tents in the backyard so 1/2 ended up inside the house and the other 1/2 outside.  Of course, I couldn’t settle for one so I had the downstairs suite to myself for 2 nights and I finagled 2 nights outside in a tent.  My friend though conveniently forgot to tell me that the tent faced the sunrise so I was baked around 8AM.  But I got smart and for my second night, although I didn’t move the tent, I did barter myself a nice inflatable mattress and man, did it make a difference ! 

Oh well, since I’ve gotten one encouragement (apparently one sufficed (thanks ed)), my quest for a job continues to be… hmm, honestly, what quest ?

Rather let’s backtrack and figure out what prompted this sudden(?) move to Paris…

Perhaps it all started on my 26th birthday when I had a flash-forward and a panick attack.  At the time, the thought of having been with only one man and possibly staying with him the rest of my life struck me as a punishment somehow.  Not that I didn’t love the guy (u still the best tootsie) but I needed and still need to feel ALIVE !  I felt like I was missing out on life.  Then my brother up and gets married without breathing a word to anyone, I lose my job and feel utterly lost in NY, a pregnancy looms in the horizon (not mine, my sister-in-law) and so I figured, shit, what have I got to lose…

I know, I’m commitment phobic you may think… well, know that you are right.  And perhaps it seems like I was running away but I also know what I was running into.. apparently the France that I had left 16 years ago started experiencing a fascination with the Asian culture and notably with Asian chicks….  *wink* *wink*

Reste à savoir si…

Ok, seeing how I’ve taken the leap and moved one ocean and one continent away to gay paree, why not continue the trend and start a blog.  Of course I should perhaps utilize my precious moment online to look for a job rather than to post pieces of me that will most likely end up unread or unappreciated.

What can I say, there’s always been a hidden wannabe writer inside of me….