Mom hosted a tea party for the feminine francophone contingent of the City Back Home this morning. Which means, essentially, that a dozen or so elderly ladies sat around the living room for a couple hours, complaining about their knees or bragging about their past career in fashion and the expensive private international school they helped found in Big Huge City.
It also means that Mom's Best Friend brought her six-week-old daughter, and that Hitherto Unknown Lady, mother to the only school-age French children in the whole city, happens to be a marine biologist whose home institution is located fifty kilometers from the one to which I applied for this summer.
Speaking of which: early to bed for me, because I have to be up and functioning for Important Phone Calls at 8 tomorrow.
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0800? Early bed? 0800 is almost the afternoon!
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