I love. I love everything I like. And I think my worst fear has finally come true: I've FINALLY reached the point where I LITERALLY have too much love to give and the leftovers have taken refuge in something that will never love me back - FOOD. So enjoy my blog of a twenty-something and her ramblings, hiccups, faux-pas, and victories in the kitchen and any other place this life takes her.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
15 days!
So my bouncing-off-the-walls excitement has kind of dulled now. I'm really looking forward to going, but I think my brain feels like it's been deceived and is waiting to decide if excitement is truly the appropriate emotional response.
I've been exercising like it's my job in preparation for this little adventure, because let me tell you -- I have plans: Cheese, wine, chocolate, olive oil, more cheese, and a little more chocolate...
Oh, and more cheese...
I'm trying to give myself a head start with tons of cardio, yoga, and pilates... Le sigh.
And OHMAHGOSH, I FORGOT ALL ABOUT THE CROISSANTS! MAN! Watch out, Europe. I'm about to roll through there like... like... like you ain't even seen nobody eva roll through there!
Oh, France! I love you already!
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