|Me and my cousin Steph, who used to blog. Feel free |
to go on her blog and bitch at her for not blogging
in over a year. Do it.
Since Andrew and my French family were so similar, I thought they would get along great (most of them are bilingual, so Andrew wouldn't have to use his French to communicate. Which is good, because all he knows are "How are you?", "You're a fat cow" and some animal names). To help Andrew better integrate into my family, I decided that I should include an interesting (albeit false) fact about him whenever I introduced him.
I came up with a quite a few. They include:
|This is me in my Typique hat (the mascot of |
the big festival held in my mother's hometown)
and a ploye, a local dish that I FUCKING LOVE.