We arrived in our new house 2 days ago. We drove up our road, which seemingly got smaller as we went up. After some tense couple second and scrapping the mirrors a couple of times, we were at the house. We unloaded our stuff into the house and got back in the car to go grocery shopping. When we got to the grocery store we found there was a McDonald’s there, and like true Canadians, we stop and a had a little bight to eat...again. When we went into the grocery store we grabbed a cart, but these carts were the ones were you put in a quarter (or a euro in our case) to get the cart then when you put it back you get a quarter(euro) back. When we got into the store it seemed pretty normal...until we realize we were in the import section. We continued on to find in the might section whole Rabbits (without the lucky feet), pigeons and cow tongues. We got all the grocery’s we needed and when to the checkout. The difference with these checkouts and Canada’s is that the cashiers were sitting down in really comfy chairs (they must have a really good union). We back to the car ad me and my sister fought over who got to go bring the cart back. She brought it back bought I was quick and got the thingy to get the euro.
We drove back home and took a wrong turn only once, It was a record. I was very proud of my mom. We got home and the rest of the night we just hung out as a family. That was when our French speaking neighbour came by, after talking for a bit he invited us for lunch the next day at 1:00. They were going to make lasagne. I started fasting right away (I don’t like lasagne but I will be more incline to eat it if I am really hungry)I went to bed around 10:00 but heard my mom playing Moulin rouge in her bed room. My sister and I went to see if it actually was. We were right. It became a family movie night all squished in the bed watching Moulin rouge on a laptop. I didn’t realize how young I was last time I saw it because I understood it much better this time (wink wink nudge nudge). After that it was about 12:30 am and I decided to listen to the Sens game on the team 1200 online with my daddy. I stayed up till about halfway thru the first period, Answering to my dad every couple minutes ‘’I am not sleeping I am visualizing’’ After a couple minutes my dad says ’’now I know you were sleeping...Toronto just scored’’ I decided to go to bed.
I woke up and immediately wondered what the score was of the game. I went online to find out that.....the internet was broken. This made it much harder to fast for lunch because I had nothing keeping it off my mind (except reading of course). I ended up having a bowl of corn flakes. At 1:00 Armando (the neighbour) came over to walk us over to his house(pretty much right beside ours). He brought his 17 year old son with him, Leonardo (You could probably imagine what my sister thought of him) We went over to there house and had OJ and pineapple jus Then it came time for the lasagne. I was expecting the worst, but to be honest it was horrible. It’s not like I liked it but I would eat if I had to, and that’s what I did. We sat there talking for a long time but I was really tired. I almost fell asleep at the table. When we got home it was about 4:30. We decided not to have supper as we had just eaten. Me and my mother decided to go get some clothes pins and little things like that but the store was closed as it was Sunday. On the way back we decided to go see a different town just down the road. It turns out it was over a mountain. We weaved our way up the mountain and then back down again till we came upon a little town called Cairanne. We just turned around and came back. At around 8:00 later that night my dad cooked my some toast (no toaster) and I had some of my (transition) peanut butter on it. It tasted like home. We sat around for a couple hours then went to bed.
In the morning I got up around 8:00 snuggled with my dad, had a shower and went back to bed. I woke up later at 12:00 to catch my parents just before going for a walk. I got dressed super fast ad wet for a walk with them. It was so beautiful. It was pretty much a lazy day for the rest of the time. Now I am here on the computer typing this.
Monday, February 8, 2010
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