No, I'm not really going to write an essay about the French Revolution, or eating cake... wait a minute... nevermind, cake is not really on my eating plan...
Anyway, it's Bastille Day and I never forget the date from my days in French class dreaming about being a UN interpreter. What happened there?
What I'm really here to say is that I'm cautiously optimistic that I will be signing for and picking up my new vehicle tomorrow!! I' can't help but do a little happy dance in my chair...
PS: The picture above is the NEW Bastille -- the opera house that was once the prison. Another reason not to wax poetic about "the barricades!" Unless, of course, one wants to discuss the musical Les Miz!!
Anyway, it's Bastille Day and I never forget the date from my days in French class dreaming about being a UN interpreter. What happened there?
What I'm really here to say is that I'm cautiously optimistic that I will be signing for and picking up my new vehicle tomorrow!! I' can't help but do a little happy dance in my chair...
PS: The picture above is the NEW Bastille -- the opera house that was once the prison. Another reason not to wax poetic about "the barricades!" Unless, of course, one wants to discuss the musical Les Miz!!
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