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It has been a while hasn't it? Happy New Year and all that. My resolution: no more two-month lapses between updates. (If you are yet to pick one, why not sign up at codeyear.com and get all down and technical? Don't worry, I have no idea why I am plugging it either.)
The last six weeks or so have been short on adventure, taking things easy whilst staying with family in St-Jean-sur-Richelieu. Seeing my grandma, aunts, uncles, cousins and little cousins (little because they are my cousin's children, but it also applies size-wise) for the first time in three years has been great, but does not make for the kind of thing one would write about on the internet. Unless one likes to bore the hell out of people. So here we go.
I was asked to be godfather to my cousin's daughter. I am dead chuffed. I am unsure of the traditional role that entails, but I think my responsibilities mostly involve spoiling her as she grows up. So far I've changed her diapers a few times, but she is at the age where that and eating are just about the only things she can appreciate. I have also got her to sleep by singing Cream's I Feel Free; I got bored with the two lullabies I can remember. Anyway, being asked to take on that role was a great Christmas present.
Speaking of which, I have begun learning the harmonica after getting one in my Christmas stocking, which reached me courtesy of air mail. I mean Santa. So far I am struggling to play one note at a time. Fun fact: Mary Had a Little Lamb, which is the only thing I can just about play, is called Merrily We Roll Along in a 1974 harmonica book that I found. What year did the title and lyric change occur? Answers on postcards. Which, incidentally, I am yet to send to anyone despite buying some stamps months ago.
Happily, I feel once again truly bilingual, in that I can speak both languages equally badly and regularly switch between them unintentionally. Perhaps even more importantly, I have grown to appreciate and enjoy the french language again. I was tempted to say that I had fallen in love with it, but that implies a sort of blind ignorance of all its (perceived) flaws. Either way, after a ten-year hiatus in our 25-years relationship, it is nice to rekindle the flame. Maybe I'll keep this blog in French from now on. Or, even better, in Québécois.
I had a period of a few days where I started watching Storage Wars in the middle of the night. I knew then it was time to plan the next phase of the trip.
Next Stop: San Francisco. (Leaving the 20th.)
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Mark Na, na, na, ne, na, nah, Na, na, na, ne, naah, (I feel free....)