lundi 26 septembre 2011
La Vie Saint-É
So I have arrived in Saint-Étienne!
First of all, I am writing this as I wait for dinner to cook. Which reminds me that I can cook about three things, and have an enormous fear of giving myself food poisoning by not cooking my meat well enough. So I would love recipes? Please?
Life is good so far, although overwhelming (I still need to open a bank account, get my birth certificate translated, get a social security card/health insurance, start teaching english, etc.)
I got in on the 21st and was very kindly welcome by Laure, Laurent and their kids!! It was so so so much fun! (Here's a picture of the water feature we built in the backyard, for example. Not sure this wins me years best baby sitter award though... oops) I am so lucky to already have such a wonderful family as friends.
The next day I went to Saint-Étienne, where I was welcomed by my wonderful flat mates (S and G). S is a primary school teacher and principal and his boyfriend (fiancé?) is G, who is a private consultant. (I will find out more when my french is improved.) They are so lovely and welcoming and kind and easy to get along with/live with. Also, they like Buffy -- apparently we are going to watch the buffy musical episode in French, because it's hilarious. Apparently when Tara (who is supposed to be about 21, for those poor souls who have never watched Buffy) sings "Under Your Spell," the singer they got to do the voice over sounds about 50 and like she is taking homones -- I think this is the main reason to watch it in French. It's horrible, they said, we should watch it.
Their 110 pound newfoundland is adorable! I find pretty much everything he does funny, considering I think he looks more the size of a bear than a dog. I am not allowed to walk him because he is bigger than me and although he is super gentle and seems to mostly just lay about, if he was stubborn for a minute (which he does) or something happened, I wouldn't win that battle.
Ok, time to eat my over-cooked hamburger (did i mention I would love recipes?). à bientôt
First of all, I am writing this as I wait for dinner to cook. Which reminds me that I can cook about three things, and have an enormous fear of giving myself food poisoning by not cooking my meat well enough. So I would love recipes? Please?
Life is good so far, although overwhelming (I still need to open a bank account, get my birth certificate translated, get a social security card/health insurance, start teaching english, etc.)
The next day I went to Saint-Étienne, where I was welcomed by my wonderful flat mates (S and G). S is a primary school teacher and principal and his boyfriend (fiancé?) is G, who is a private consultant. (I will find out more when my french is improved.) They are so lovely and welcoming and kind and easy to get along with/live with. Also, they like Buffy -- apparently we are going to watch the buffy musical episode in French, because it's hilarious. Apparently when Tara (who is supposed to be about 21, for those poor souls who have never watched Buffy) sings "Under Your Spell," the singer they got to do the voice over sounds about 50 and like she is taking homones -- I think this is the main reason to watch it in French. It's horrible, they said, we should watch it.
Their 110 pound newfoundland is adorable! I find pretty much everything he does funny, considering I think he looks more the size of a bear than a dog. I am not allowed to walk him because he is bigger than me and although he is super gentle and seems to mostly just lay about, if he was stubborn for a minute (which he does) or something happened, I wouldn't win that battle.
Ok, time to eat my over-cooked hamburger (did i mention I would love recipes?). à bientôt
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