cinqième jour

Ok. Today i have come to the realization of how grave my situation really is.

They have no cinnamon, no good cereals and ( drumroll please) i don't like their milk.


They have milk that can sit in the cupboard until you open it.. I don't think I am alone in saying that puts me off a bit. So we have ten not opened milk jugs sitting on the shelf in the pantry. I took my first taste of it, and have since decided that it is only good with three or four large tablespoons of nesquick (which is DARK chocolate- how cool is that!).

Their cereal has chocolate in it, which as cool as it sounds, is kind of a waste of your 'daily chocolate intake".

And no cinnamon. We will get some when we go to grenoble because the store here and Natasha and Emmas house don't have it. As far as I understand ( Emma, Natasha and I have a bit of a language gap) they have never had a cinnamon bun,, it seems crazy- perhaps they are thinking of something else? I will ask Laurence to make sure.

I made supper today, something with canned green beans ground beef and tomatos ..the whole time being directed by Emma, we ended up with something that was fairly decent with lots of salt but not what I was suposed to make .. oops!

I have succeeded and drove the standard. We were planning on taking the bus but we read the schedule wrong and had no way to get there ...Except for my car sitting in the driveway. So, with Emma in her ski helmet ( her and Alaina are so alike) we drove and parked no incedents to speak of!
And then we had to leave... Which required backing up..
I couldn't get the car in reverse so I ended up asking the guy in the car next to me to reverse for me. HAHAHA. he looked very baffled when i tried to explain to him what i needed . Sadly I was lacking the word "reverse" in french, and had to demonstrate charades-like. Complete with the putt putt sound of the car and it switching gears. The poor guy didn't look so happy when I got in the car and shuttered off after he backed it up. I supose he was scared at the thought of sharing the road with me. I really don't blame him.

It turn out that you need to lift up a piece of the stick to get it into reverse...seomething that would have been usefull to know.The girls find this very amusing, and still wear their helmets.

I am not sure if I would rather the girls tell me where to go or for me to learn by myself, either way we have problems. I was on my way back home after picking something up from the store, when I made a wrong turn. Not that I knew I made a wrong turn. The girls started singing 'we are going to Grenoooobble grenooooble..." Sadly there are no places to turn around after that..

And then they try to navigate. It makes things just as hard. Tout droit means straight, and droite means right-but when they say it sounds pretty damn similar.

Every turn goes soemthing like this

Me- Here or here ? with hand motions
Girls- DROITE blahblah droiteahabhahah
I turn,,
Girls- laughing, DROITE DROITE
illegal uturn...