Saturday, April 9, 2011

Une Jupe Rouge

In a few hours I will be heading to Paris for a long weekend. I am so excited. All I want to say when I get there is: Une Jupe Rouge (A red skirt). My 6th grade french teacher, Madame Crumlish, had us recite it 100 billion times. Her classroom always smelled like grape perfume and she wore her prescription sunglasses to teach because she lost her regular pair. Before holidays she would cover the tables with pretty doilies and give us non-alcoholic kir, a french cocktail made with blackcurrant liqueur.

I will squeeze in another post on Tuesday when I return, and before my parents arrive Wednesday morning!
Enjoy your weekend-- Sending love from Paris!

P.S. Another blogger finds a way to appreciate the rain. So cute!


  1. You get to fly to Paris for the weekend?! I know I'm living it up at the beach right now, but I'm jealous. I hope to see pictures!

    Have a great weekend!

  2. Oh Paris, how I love thee! Have a wonderful time in a beautiful city. Your old french teacher sounds epic, kir parties in 6th grade!