Still nothing exciting on my end.
However, Michael and Jason are relaxing in France. I got an email this weekend stating that they were planning on "driving down."
Since I living in Kansas, I equate that with what would be a drive to Texas. That doesn't sound nearly as beautiful.
They are enjoying beautiful French countryside with sunflower fields. If I were to drive, I might be lucky to see a dead armadillo with a beer bottle propped in its puffy little hands. It just doesn't produce the same imagery.
They checked in today with plans of visiting the village market. Apparently the weather there is beautiful with crisp night air; enough to need a fire. Meanwhile, back here in Kansas, I am expecting a high of 90 degrees. Never mind that two days ago it was 60 degrees and two days from now we will have a high of 70.
Their is a fair at the village market and the semi-celebrity, Chicken Man, will be there. He is renowned for the quality of his organic Bresse chickens. What a man! If Justin and I don't work out this is who I plan on running away with.
|I doubt this is what chicken man really looks like, but I can dream, can't I?!?|